Mas D'aun Barrith

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

Did you know I study magic? it is a poor subsitute for the path I had initially choose to walk. Ah! My entier young life had been spent preparing me for the glorius day I would don the robs of a priestess and begin worshipping our Goddess to the best of my scheaming hearts abilities. There is nothing like pure faith to fule the fires of ones heart! I would have made a grand priestess. Instead I am left to manage somehow with this whole magic thing.

It is not easy! I am well into my adult years and, due to the lack of forbodeing presences in my House, I have never had to work so hard to achive anything. i actually spent a good few decades of my life sulking in my room you know. A utter waste I know. I did manage to keep my room as lovely as I wish though. i have had it decorated in the style I'd have choosen if I had indeed been able to continue living my life as a female. Sometimes I believe the servants are still muddled as once in a while one of the older ones will still call me by the feminine terms. It can't be helped really. I mean, my name is the fenimine form after all! Mas D'aun! Beautiful Blood Dancer! That is what I wanted to be.

Ugh...but magic is so...fundamental. it requires a inner strength that I sometimes feel would be better spent focused in prayer. Still, I seem to be doing well. My lessons, though slow in coming, are understood and I have obtained a good amount of knowledge concerning magic itself. I am uncertain what class I will devote myself to later on. Elementalist or Enchanter? Hmm?  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

I have some lovely news to relate! I have met a very tasteful mage today. her name is Tri-No. Now, while I personally think she could do with a bit more physical exersize, or at least a conscious effort to cut back on certain delectable treats, she seems to be a intelligent enough of a drowess. Ah! yes! I actually spoke to her and not once was there a quivver in my voice! Oh i am so proud of myself! We had a very interesting chat too! About magic and our woes! It felt...I am not sure what the word is that I am looking for right now. But it made me smile for hours after she left. I do believe...Goddess! I like her! I honestly do!

Oh! I must not let myself become carried away by her though! She is, after all, a female and a potential future rival. Reguardless of how far away we live. I do wonder how she is faring though. She has it far worse then me. Hearing about her position actually made me feel more sure of myself. I dare say....talking with her ignighted a spark of determination within my sad little heart! You know...now that I think of it... Why shouldn't I gain possession of House Barrith when mother dies? It is not as if Quavvirra is about anymore. I believe my brother had a hand in that, his smugness makes me certain of it.

I believe I shall start looking into my own plans for my House. perhaps I can even find a way to obtain what I so dearly wish to have...  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

I have it! I have discovered it! It was all so very simple! I have been such a brainless fool to have let it go so long unrealized! Magic! This is my answer, oh pretty little gem covered journal! Magic shall save me and give me what I dearly wish for the most! I have adopted a newfound interest in enchanting. At first I was merely interested in it due to the manner I could apply it to my wardrobe. but now! I have discovered a most fortunate curse!

The servants all believe I was a little girl at one time. I know the rumors are old and dusty, but they did exsist long ago! I shall simply wait until that wretched dried old heap of bones expires....then curse myself with a gender transformation! OH! I can already see my image now! Lithe and slender! Like a beautiful black shadow! My hair long and gleaming like the most pure silver spider web! And a bust that would make most men tremble to lay hands upon! I can almost feel their blessed weight upon my bare chest as I write! I ache and long for such firm warm flesly orbs!

I shall state that my matron cursed me with the vexing male form as she grew older, so that I, her only daughter, would not kill her to obtain rule of House Barrith! Then upon her death the curse was lifted and LO! I return in all my feminine glory! With Grandmothers ordeal I can see many nodding their heads and drawing the similarities between my curse and that foul bitchs treatment of her own daughters! Ha! Now I need only learn and master the spell before that old b***h expires on me!  

[Yousei Akki]

Micarreth and Mas D'aun

"You know, I do not think this is such a good idea." Mas D'aun cautioned his brother Micarreth as he lifted the lid on yet another medium sized chest. Within was a chaotic mixture of coins, gems, objects, and jewelry. Mas' eyes flickered over the contents. With a sigh he dug his hand into the trove and began to scoop the items out and into another chest. As they fell he inspected the items with a disinterested gaze.

"We will be fine Mas. Stop your whimpering." Micarreth snapped at him from the other side of the room. Unlike his brother Mica had not bothered to move the trreasure into another container. He sat amid a pile of wealth that a young dragonette would piddle with delight over.

"I can not help it. Quavvira will be greatly displeased with us being here. She specifically told us we were not to---" Mas found himself cut off by another agitated response from Mica.

"Quavvira is no longer a concern. Honestly Mas! It has been a week now, you should be realizing by now that things are back to the way they should be." Mica growled with such a visciouness that Mas could only be silent for the next few moments.

Together the brothers continued their search. Mas plucking rings from the chest as he found them and examining them before discarding them. Micarreth too examined each ring they found, though with a greater scowl on his face.

"Why must we find this ring now? Why can't we just hire a jeweler to make one?" Mas asked to break the silence... or as silent as a room full of clinking metal could be.

"Because I only have half a day Mas. That is why it must be found now. Besides, if I hired someone to recreate the ring then it might be possible for someone to trace it." Micarreth wanted to add a few insults to his explanation, but he was tired and growing more agitated with each passing hour.

Mas held up a ring and examined it with a tilt to his head. "Here. I think this one is a match. Gold band with a garnet cetner right?"

Micarreth hauled himself from his pile and scampered over the coin coated floor to where mas knelt. Slamming down to his knees he eagerly snatched the ring from Mas's hand and held up his own in comparison.

"Gah...the stone is too dull..." Micarreth frowned unhappily. "It would figure the only match we have and the stone lacks a shine. I am never going to find one in time!"

Mas listened to his brothers wail and allowed a faint flicker of a smile to pull at his painted lips. "Calm yourself Micarreth. It is only dull because it has been in storage for countless years. Let's take it to my room and I can buff it up. I still don't understand why you want two of the same kind though."

Micarreth transferred the found ring into his brothers hand, then quickly placed his hands on the elder drows shoulders to begin pushing him to the door. "Let's go! I might be able to catch a few hours of rest before I have to go. I want to make sure this ring matchs -perfectly- first though."

Under his brothers insistant push, mas allowed himself to be ushured out of the treasury. He still did not know why they had spent nearly all day searching for a ring look alike. Obviously Micarreth was up to something..but...what?  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

My studies are coming along famousely well diary. I have even begun to study up on Beholders. Did you know that their eyes each have the capability of casting a single specific spell? I believe that if I properly cystalize a beholder eye into a gemstone, I shall gain the ability to use that eyes spell whenever I wish to! Ah! There is of course more to it then that, but only through expirementation shall I discover it!

Who is foolish enough to harvest a Beholders eyes for me? I will have to keep an ear open while I continue studying. I don't dare use any of the Raiders of the house for this task. They deserve their rest period from the surface world and I will not disrupt tradition by imposeing my will upon them for mere study...not until I own this house and them that is. I am eagerly seeking for this curse, as I have heard it used in jest many times but never actually seen it in any of the spell books for study. My teacher has found me to be distracted, as I have spent half my time studying Beholders and the energies they use in order to access their eyes powers, and seeking for this cure. I am afraid I have let all of my studies slip because of this. He believes I am simply lazy. I can't let him know what I'm really doing! After all, if he knew he would probably report me to someone and have me stopped. Never! I shall prevail and the House shall be mine!  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

Do you know what I like about men? They are so very firm. You can press yourself against their chest, hear the gentle pounding of their heart, and feel such cozy safeness with their arms wrapped about you. Oh how I sigh Diary!

For the longest time, since I entered my horomone exploding youth, I had been resigned to a very lonely life. What I want..what I need...what I crave is a man who would accept me despite my flaw and be content to stay at my side forever. Oh now I know that there are plenty men out there that would welcome another man into their bed. This is not what I want diary. How do I put into words this feeling beneath my breast? I want a man whom will want to keep me with him. Be it for my wealth or position I really do not care. I just don't want a man that will drop me simply because I no longer amuse him.

I suppose my selfish and unrealistic desire is what has kept me from making my interest known in a few of the men that I have crossed paths with. There is this one in my class whom I have so longed to take to the side and have..well...I suppose my imagination is no where near the reality of physical intimacy.

Taliesin has certainly shown me that! Ah! Who is Taliesin? He is a mage that I bless the Spider Queen for having out paths cross. Not only is he very handsome, he is very favorable towards me! As well as knowledgeable! I am so very embaressed to say that our first night together left me incredibly sore all over and so utterly spent I completely skipped classes that day! All I longed for was a endless hot soak in my baths and a return to those wonderful arms...

He's my first, and I must remind myself that as my first he is bound be a very strong distraction. Still...I wonder what he is doing right now...?  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

I should probably note that I think I have made myself an ally. Triel Nolu and I have been exchangeing letters and I am very encouraged by it. She sent me the most amuseing drawing of her instructor. I even had sent her a gift. I am considering another one now, as she appears to be having a terribly rough time at home. What good is a ally if they fall into disgrace or end up with no real skills of value? Still, she is pleasent to chat with and I look forwards to her letters arriving.

I have been keeping a closer eye on Micarreth. As I have learned he is training to be a Velguk I worry he will attempt to practice his skill on me before I am prepared to take over the House. And even then afterwards. I shall have to do something about him once the House is mine. I would hate to have to kill my little brother, as we have not reached that point in our sibling relationship that would inspire such hatred and malice in me. I fear he already has reached that point on his own. His disdain for my preference of company is infuriating and his disrespect makes me wish to bend him over my knee and paddle him like a little bratling.

I do have a small pleasure to look forwards to though. In my negotiations with Taliesin the devious mage has insured that once I obtain my House, he will be given one night with my brother. Oh! I suspect he will wish to use Micarreths skills to his own advantage. After all, a Velguk that is well trained can cost a terrible amount of gold. I am certain he will have Micarreth carry out some task of removing a thorn...or maybe he'll just demean him by making him clean up his study like a common House slave. How funny would that be! My little spit fire of a brother on his hands and knees cleaning out from under Taliesin's book case! ha ha! The more twisted part of me imagins a far more intimate night between the two. As I know my brother is most certainly not into men it fills my heart with a warmth and pleasent uplifted spirit to imagin the wide eyed broken fear in his yellow eyes the day afterwards. Ha! Make fun of a gay man shall you? It would serve him right to be...ah...I best get off this topic. It is a touch unsavory and I find myself enjoying it far too much. Perhaps it only has to do with my imagining of Taliesin in those moments...Ah... I really want to go and see him right now...  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Diary

Taliesin. Taliesin. Taliesin.

I want to just wrap him up in silks and sweep him off to my bedroom for weeks of hedonistic pleasures! I catch myself gazing cloudy eyed out the window rather then focusing on my teachers lectures. Every time I see a hint of crimson and gold out of the corner of my eye, my heartbeat picks up and patters uncontrollably withim my ears. I spend nearly twice as long in front of the vanity mirror now then I have ever before. I've even unwrapped a few of my prized purfume bottles and placed them beside my hairbrush. Though I have not used them yet.

I feel at war with myself at times. Instinctively I want to wrap my hair up and twist and braid it. I want to put little gemstones into it's length and accent my eyes with a purple and silver powder. I want to dab the light mossflower purfume upon my neck and don my most elegant robes! All in case it is I see Taliesin this day....

These are all things I would not hesitate to do if I were a female. But I am not. I am male. More importantly Taliesin desires me as a male. I worry about over primping and loseing his interest through a sense of disgust. After all, he likes men, not women! Yet I feel that if I do not put forth more effort into my appearance he may quickly lose interest in me! Ah! Now more then ever I wish I had a elder sibling to seek some sort of advice from! Should I ask Triel Nolu? Would she be able to give me some helpful advice? I mean, she's a woman after all, so I am certain she can understand my desire. But my position is so much different then what she'd ever face! Oh Diary! I feel like such a..a...Damn Faerie!! My brother is right! I'm full of these fluttery emotions and thoughts. These desires are distracting me from my intent!

Goddess Lloth!!

If I obtain my Curse and take the form of a female... Taliesin shall surely want nothing more to do with me! But if i do not curse myself I shall not be able to take possession of my House! Aiyah! What shall I do!?

I...suppose I must take a moment and reflect? I know my interest in taliesin is a desire to keep someone near me that is...ah...for lack of a better description... he appreciates me physically where none have before. I feel as if he might admire me and I do not feel as if he is a threat to me. It is this comfort I deeply crave and feel unwilling to lose. But...My House...my Power. I can not simply throw away my opportunity all for a male that makes my knees tremble when we are alone...it's just pure physical pleasure after all. I can find another to take his place...right?  

[Yousei Akki]

Mas D'aun Solo

Mas sat at his vanity, his chin propped into the palm of his left hand as he leaned upon his elbow. Currently he was staring into the mirror. His cool blue eyes heavily lidded as he inspected his facial features by weak candle light. Time had been slowly burning away while he gazed at his reflection. His lips had not twitched from the downwards sulk he'd been looking at since he sat down. Mas exhaled his fourth sigh and his breath causing the candle flame to flicker and cast shadows across the mirror.

Before him, laid out with a perfectionist's touch, were the instruments of his youth. Three different styles of hairbrushes laid side by side. Their beautifully crafted silver handles depicted overly ornate spiderwebs with opals set like drops of water upon their strands. Beside them a pair of matching tiny silver scissors and four different types of nail files were arranged from largest to smallest. There was a wide assortment of purfumed bottles. All of delicate colored glass and sealed with tiny silver stoppers. Small silver and opal jar's of colored powder were lined up before the highly polished mirror. All of them waiting to be used.... none of them touched since he turned twenty. How he missed it!

He missed the slave girl brushing his long white hair with first one brush, then the next. He missed the hours spent fileing and buffing his nails to a perfect point and perfect shine. He missed the feel of the feather tipped brush's flicking over his eyes and cheeks as the colored powder was applied. He missed the scent of the purfumes as small damp scraps of cloth were swiped behind his pierced ears. He missed watching as his features were highlighted and a demur painted beauty peered back at him from the other side of the mirror.

There was absolutly no way he would touch the instruments of beauty himself. No more then he would alow them to be removed from their place at his vanity. He longed for their use again, despite how inappropriate it would be. His hand lifted, and Mas hovered his fingers over a rectangular jewelry box that matched the set next to it. He knew what was inside of it. He remembered perfectly all of the trinkets and accessoies that he once wore. The rings and earrings, the hair chains and clips, and his favorite ribbons.

He withdrew his hand and laid it gently on his lap. It was almost painful tearing his eyes away from his reflection. Instead he focused on the large four post bed in the center of the room. His magic books were currently strewn across the covers. He was supposed to be studying...but this room always depressed him. It was hard to focus on his studies when what he really truely wanted to do was call some slave in to pamper him a little. He never would have thought it would be so hard to accept the changes in his lifestyle. With a tiny shake of his head, Mas D'aun forced himself to rise and approch the book strewn bed. Perhaps if he took his books to the library....or even one of the unused guest rooms...perhaps then he could focus on their content more then the items on his vanity....