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 Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 11:13 pm
Enki allows the Draconian to take Asherah from his arms, seeing that they were friendly and not, you know, death zombie dragons. He quickly turns as he sees the Draconian heading straight toward Rethir. Unfortunately, as the Draconian would strike down upon his wounded ally, his arm would freeze mid-air, held still by the moisture in the air and surrounding his arm, Enki's eyes glowing brightly as he calls out in Draconian, "She's not dead yet! But she will be if you don't drop the sword and help her to town!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 11, 2008 11:47 pm
Her heart quickened as Enki handed her off to the Draconian. Asherah made little grabby handed motions to him as she felt the freezing armor touch her skin. With a few little whimpering noises, Asherah gently clung to the Draconian's armor, keeping her eyes on Enki.
"E-Enki..." She felt like a ******** schoolgirl.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 12:04 am
The warrior reeled back in surprise as he found his arm encased in a block of ice. He was bewildered for a moment, until he processed Enki's words, and took another look at the cringing whimpering Rethir. He seemed to calm down, then barked another order. Another pair of soldiers appeared, and quickly took up places on either side of her, supporting her as they helped her to walk along.
Moments later, the warriors were escorting the trio into town, leaving behind the Draconian officer as he started breaking chunks of ice off his immobilized arm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 9:20 pm
The ice around the Draconian shatters from his arm as Enki waits with him, just in case, seeing as how there are still zombie dragons wandering about. He watches the Draconian an nods in appreciation before turning and following quickly after the Draconian whom he handed Asherah off to.
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Posted: Tue Feb 12, 2008 11:57 pm
Asherah wiggled her feet as she was being carried by the Draconian. He didn't smell oddly. He didn't seem harmless, but docile for the moment. Putting her nose by the armor, Asherah took a wiff and gagged. Never mind, he smelled like the wrong side of a bears a**... that's been dumped in sewage and it crawling with maggots... This dude needed a shower. But that's not what she think about. Closing her eyes, her tongue stuck out idly as she daydreamed to relax. Her mind was filled with Enki's scent and his warmth... "Mmm.." She thought to herself.
"I wonder how he is in---" Asherah froze up and looked over to Enki in embarrassment. A Blush of crimson washed over her face, just as the rain around them did so. "Eh heh...." She stayed quiet now.
The heavy footsteps of the Draconian were almost melodic. He dragged his claws heavily as he took each blundering step. She felt unsafe again.
"Enki... Can you hold onto me instead..." She looked down at the ground, genuinely afraid. Her knee didn't stop bleeding too, though it had slowed with it's flow.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 12:39 am
After his arm was freed of ice, the Draconian simply lowered his sword and raised his shield, watching the fog in the direction from which Enki, Asherah, and Rethir had appeared. Listening closely, Asherah and Enki would probably detect the sound of a few suits of armor shifting gently.
Whatever threat the creatures posed, these warriors seemed well prepared for it.
He was quickly gone from sight as the soldiers that escorted the trio hurried through the fog. When Asherah spoke, the Draconian carrying her seemed to take no notice. Rethir, drained of any energy, was practically being carried herself by the pair who supported her. And who could blame the poor thing, after being badly wounded and running full tilt to try and escape the monsters?
They jogged along for a minute or so . . . and suddenly burst out of the suffocating mist. Color, sound, and warmth finally returned to the world. The village was just ahead, surrounded by a defensive ring of small squads of armed soldiers.
They passed into the village. A silent Rethir was carried away down a different street, while Enki and Asherah were escorted up the main street toward the House of Elders.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 4:58 pm
Enki walks quickly alongside the Draconian as they head toward the House of Elders. Without even bother to ask, he reaches up and gently takes Asherah from his arms, not even bothering to look the large dragon in the eyes after doing so, only continuing to follow.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2008 11:11 pm
As Enki scooped up Asherah, she gently smiled and made herself comfortable. Or as comfortable as she could be with a bad knee. The village wasn't too far off though, so she'd be able to heal her wounds at least enough to function. Asherah kept her eyes open, her mouth closed. Basically silent save for a few gasps of pain.
God, they had just woken up not too long ago. What was it, a few hours? And now she already felt piss poor tired. How fun. At least she had something to do with her life now..
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 12:39 am
The Draconian carrying Asherah seemed a bit surprised when Enki took her into his arms, but raised no protest. They escorted the two of them inside, and straight into the council chambers, the doors of which were guarded by over two dozen heavily armed Draconians. Inside, the room was filled with the dozens of delegates that had arrived by boat the day before, milling about and whispering among themselves anxiously or sitting silent and alone on the floor. The Wise Ones were not in their seats, but scattered amongst the crowd, doing their best to sooth the worries of the humans.
"Ah. Miss Eria and Mister Leviathan. It is good to see that you are alright," said a voice to their right. Turning, they would see Melokar, one of the most respected members of the Wise Ones and the Draconian they had primarily spoken to when they had appeared in these very same chambers the day before walking towards them. He bowed, and as he straightened up, he took notice of the wound on Asherah's knee. ". . . But not as healthy as I would like, it seems. Would you like me to summon a healer to attend to you, Miss Eria?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2008 11:46 pm
Enki nods his head to the wise one as he keeps Asherah in her arms. "Greetings to you again, Melokar." He continues holding her closely, being careful of her leg as he glances around the room slowly. Noticing all the many people here, apparently ready for this catastrophic event, then looks back to Melokar. He hopes that Asherah agrees to a healer, though will not force it upon her.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:00 am
"Ah-- yes please. A healer would do wonders."
Hanging about Enki's neck, Asherah lowered herself down onto her good leg and looked about for someone to her aid. Sure enough, the healer swept through and took her to another part of the building, where the other sick and injured were. The healer gestured to where the cut was and whispered something gently.
"You want me to take my pants off? What?" Asherah blinked as the healer sighed and shook her head. "O--OHH!! Right heh..."
With a bit of difficulty, Asherah removed her pants and say there in her little silkies... Cold.. And in the need of new clothes.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:21 am
The healer opened a large satchel that hung from a belt around its waist, and withdrew a small wooden gourd that had apparently been turned into a small container. The healer removed the cover, and inside there was some sort of yellowish green fluid. He dipped two fingers into it, then started letting drops of the stuff fall gently upon her knee. Moments later, Asherah would feel the pain originating from the wound lessen considerably.
The healer covered and replaced the gourd in the satchel, then withdrew a different gourd and a roll of bandages, made of pounded tree bark. From the gourd he took a large leaf that had apparently been soaking in a gray liquid of some sort, let it dry out a bit before placing it over the gash, and started wrapping the bark bandage around her leg slowly.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:30 am
"Well that works." Asherah smiled and shivered as she bent her knee. Not too much pain, felt like a bruise now. "This doesn't really fix my whole needing of new clothes dilemma however."
Asherah looked out a window and stared at the rain beating down.
"I don't suppose you have any size zero clothes on you.. do you?"
Asherah giggled.
"What about you Enki?" She shouted.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:34 am
Enki turns when he hears the voice of his belovéd, heading to the room where Asherah calls from. "All I've got on me that you can wear is my coat. Didn't you bring spare-" he stops as he then sees his mate in only her underwear, causing him to become pretty much speechless and a large smile cross onto his face.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2008 12:41 am
The healer looked up from his work for a moment as Asherah spoke to him, but said nothing. Then, after he finished applying the bandage, he raised his hands in a gesture as if to say "I don't understand." Like most Draconians who had recently started learning the Gaian language after finding that humans were coming to the Virconian archipelago, his Gaian vocabulary was limited. His request for Asherah to take her pants off had been "Please gone now" as he pointed at the item of clothing in question.
The healer gestured for her to lay down on the mat she was sitting on, then moved off to go take care of someone else.
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