GrueMaster Posted October 23, 2015 Share Posted October 23, 2015 (edited) We'tak seemed utterly fascinated, consumed, even, as he listened intently to Rameses and Eirene explain softskin mating rituals. It had seemed the topic was getting to the good parts when Eirene suddenly objected to Fireskin's remarks, and, though she did still answer some of the thri-kreen's answers, she didn't answer them all, and even then, only vaguely. *Tcktcktck...* "I am not some immature hatchling!" We'tak muttered in thri-kreen, quietly reproaching the dark softskin female's reasoning. Well... at least you know that softskin hatchlings are called babies and are born live, now... After mulling a while over mysteriously bashful softskins when it comes to mating, the thri-kreen turned towards Eirene once again with another question. "Eirene? Why do you object so much to talking about certain parts of mating? I have seen that many softskins are like this, about such things as mating, and sometimes painful times... Does this mean that mating is painful or a bad experience, perhaps?" He looked at the dark softskin female with a curious tilt of the head, one antenna twitching slightly. "Did you have a bad mating experience?" Before that apparently-dreaded question could be discussed further, Rhaine suddenly galloped head with all speed. *CHEE!?* "Winged Pointy-ear!?" The young thri-kreen screeched, before dashing after her as swiftly as he could. Edited October 23, 2015 by GrueMaster Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FreemasonGamer Posted October 23, 2015 Share Posted October 23, 2015 When the Doomguide and her closest companions quickly bolted down the road towards the direction of the winged drow, Rameses spurred his camel forward while also giving a brief chuckle in regards to We'tak's embarrassing questions for Eirene. "Some folks can't handle the truth; isn't that right, ranger?" The genasi laughed in response to the thri-kreen's curious inquires, seizing the opportunity to antagonize the Mulhorandi and soon disappearing down the road alongside We'tak as Jarl steadily gained speed. Left in her companions' dust-stirring wake, Eirene gave an exasperated sigh because of Rameses's antics, and she prepared to muster her own steed after them until she heard the sigh of the dragon, Argyros, who at that point had taken the remarkably believable disguise of an elf. While her horse ardently struggled against it, the Mulhorandi ranger quickly strode over to Argyros and offered dutifully, "I suppose you might be in need of a ride, being in that form?" She saw no point for everyone to gallop up ahead for no voiced reason aside from what she presumed to be curiosity, especially if it meant leaving behind those among them who lacked such steeds to rely upon. Further ahead, however, Rameses was intrigued and even exhilarated by the sudden surge towards their destination. If nothing else, he was curious to see a winged drow. Also, he was surprised that We'tak was able to easily keep pace with Jarl even at the camel's fastest gait; it seemed as though the thri-kreen might even overtake the camel at any moment and catch up with the galloping horses up ahead. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tokyobiohazard Posted October 24, 2015 Share Posted October 24, 2015 Aera was quite confused when the winged drow was mentioned, the amazon weretigress raising a brow at the strange mental image her mind conjured. Her curiosity spurred her toward the drow, along with her companions. Hazel remained amused at We'Tak's incessant questioning about softskin mating rituals, though, less concerned with their trek toward the drow woman, calling out to him as they rode onward. "I'm not sure about whether I'd be considered a softskin, but my kind also have interesting mating rituals. Perhaps when we next make camp, I can tell you about them." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AurianaValoria1 Posted October 24, 2015 Author Share Posted October 24, 2015 Argyros gratefully accepted Eirene's offer for a ride, answering the Mulhorandi with a cordial "Yes, thank you, friend. I am much obliged." Rhaine, meanwhile, rode Kaliste at a hard gallop, focused only on finding this drow that Argyros had mentioned; though she knew it was a small chance her hunch was correct, it was equally as small of a chance that she was wrong... At last, the Doomguide glimpsed a dark shape in the distance, and she reined her steed to a sliding halt. Stopping for a few moments, she peered into the distance and squinted to make out the features of the slowly-approaching drow from afar. It did not take long for her suspicions to be confirmed. By the gods, she's alive! Without a word, she slid from her saddle and began to run as fast as her legs would take her, not caring what anyone thought or who she was leaving behind. Halfway to the drow, she began to call out, "Maydiira!" ======================================= Maydiira stopped in her tracks as she saw the approaching group on the road ahead. When the leader dismounted and began to run towards her, she backed up a step. Could it be...? And when she realized who it was that was dashing towards her at top speed, her lips opened into a wide and elated grin that her face could barely contain, her white teeth a stark contrast to her ebony skin. She picked up the tattered skirt of the ridiculous nightgown she wore and began running barefoot to the dark-winged warrioress. "Rhaine!" ======================================= "Oh my," Abby remarked as she skid to a stop beside the now riderless Kaliste, watching as the two winged women barreled towards each other with unbridled joy. Zorica did the same, raising an eyebrow, "I guess they're old acquaintances." "Hmm," Conall added, observing the scene with curiosity, "I wonder if she'll become another addition to our company." "If so, she'll need a change of attire," Zorica smirked. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Macman253 Posted October 24, 2015 Share Posted October 24, 2015 Kellak spurred Terra forward, the Bearcat loped after the others, keeping a good pace. When the winged Drow came into sight Kellak readied his axe and hauled back on the reigns, sending Terra into a sliding stop. When Rhaine and the Drow, Maydiira, embraced the dwarf spat on the ground and growled. "Ruddy dark elves..." He mumbled to himself. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FreemasonGamer Posted October 25, 2015 Share Posted October 25, 2015 Eirene was quick to assist Argyros onto the back of her horse before riding off towards the bulk of their companions further up ahead, and among them was Rameses upon his towering white camel. The genasi was clearly perplexed more than anything as he witnessed the usually stoic Doomguide exhibit such glee upon discovering who was evidently an old acquaintance, as the half-dragon monk had so plainly worded it. Of course, his confusion did not dampen his curiosity or his vague happiness for Rhaine, since she seemed all but utterly overjoyed to encounter the apparently-familiar drow. Watching the two winged individuals close the distance between one another, Rameses noted jokingly to himself and anyone within earshot, "It seems as though acquaintanceship may not give proper justice to the Doomguide's past with that person, whoever they might be." Although, the genasi's amused demeanor wavered slightly after one of the new additions to the company voiced his wariness with that gravelly tone of his. Briefly turning his head towards the badger-riding dwarf, Rameses remarked simply to Kellak, "At ease, master dwarf. To my understanding, only dark elves of the goodly sort tend to frequent the world above ground, but do not quote me on that." Soon, the Mulhorandi and her seemingly elvish companion arrived upon the scene as she brought her chestnut red steed to a standstill next to the others who were still mounted. Watching the Doomguide happily rush towards the stranger, Eirene only opened her mouth in confusion for a brief moment before asking unsure, "I suppose the best course of action would be to await Rhaine's return? Her familiarity with that individual seems rather... deeply rooted?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
josh900 Posted October 27, 2015 Share Posted October 27, 2015 Catching up with Rhaine, the sight ahead was certainly a curious one. "Well that's something you don't see every day." Said Leif as the winged drow and Rhaine ran to each other, obviously delighted in seeing each other once again. "Which one? Rhaine excited or the drow with wings?" Azuris asked with a small smirk, his hand roughly wrapped around the color of Hexol's shirt as the Kender's legs were swinging away, trying to run down to the winged drow to ask her a thousand or more questions. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AurianaValoria1 Posted October 27, 2015 Author Share Posted October 27, 2015 The two winged women collided with great force, embracing each other as old friends and sisters, laughing and praising the gods that they were able to see each other alive again. There were tears in both their eyes as they expressed how glad they were to be thrown into each others' paths once more; Maydiira confirmed to an astonished Rhaine that she had, indeed, passed into Eilistraee's realm for a time, but that the goddess had greater plans for her and had returned her to the mortal world. The drow also related how Ginafae had been brought back from the dead by Lolth but was also simultaneously cursed to unlife for her failures. She warned Rhaine that the reborn Quarylene Barrimtor could mean nothing but trouble for the Realms, and Maydiira offered the Doomguide her help in stopping whatever Quarylene had planned. Rhaine graciously accepted, elated that the two could share company again, and she began leading the drow back towards the rest of the party. Maydiira herself bore a wide and happy smile as she followed her old friend to the group of companions. There was an old face she vaguely recognized, but most of those present looked to be new acquaintances. The drow was eager to meet them and to introduce herself; her resurrection into the world had given her a new appreciation for life, and so any remaining shyness she possessed about surfacers was largely eliminated, especially of those who shared Rhaine's company. As Rhaine approached her horse, she gestured to her drow sister-in-arms, "Well...I must thank Argyros for reuniting me with an old and dear friend of mine. This is Maydiira Torana, once slain by the dracolich Valthanarax, but brought back to life by Eilistraee herself. She will be joining us to offer what aid she can to our cause." Maydiira, her grin widening, bowed before the group, her accented voice greeting them all, "A pleasure to meet you, friends of my friend." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
FreemasonGamer Posted October 28, 2015 Share Posted October 28, 2015 Tilting his head forward with an unhurried nod, Rameses scratched his neck tentatively—he absentmindedly felt the faintest stubble beneath his fingertips as he did—as introductions were made for the recently-resurrected drow, Maydiira. While the idea of being brought back to life by one's patron deity baffled the genasi and enthralled his imagination, he consciously tried to avoid being too engrossed by the thought while the company met the Doomguide's dearest companion of yore. His scarlet red gaze settled curiously upon the winged drow, Rameses offered a welcoming smile, and he soon took special note to the woman's delicate array of glossy silver tattoos. Those markings, whether natural or earned, immediately reminded the fire genasi of his own elaborate szuldar, which shimmered and flickered with vibrant energy at that moment of curious excitement. "Likewise, Maydiira," Rameses finally greeted as he anxiously readjusted himself upon Jarl's towering saddle, "Any friend of Rhaine's is a friend of mine. Welcome to our circus." A brief chuckle quickly followed the broadening of the genasi's smile, as he was clearly amused by his own jest. Once again rolling her hazel eyes dismissively at the fire genasi's aloofness, Eirene quickly beckoned the new drow with a bright smile and a warm salutation, "Indeed. It is a pleasure in kind to meet such a seemingly blessed companion of Lady Rhaine." Although, the Mulhorandi's warmness diminished slightly as she eyed Maydiira's scavenged attire with concern, and she soon remarked as the faintest red colored her cheeks, "Perhaps we should acquire a better set of clothes for our new accomplice, Doomguide?" "It isn't as if there is a tailor shop around the next hill." Rameses noted almost cynically in response to the Mulhorandi's suggestion. "Unless someone among us has an outfit to spare, and I don't think many of us have clothing that can accommodate a pair of angel wings, then I'm guessing we'll simply have to make haste to the next town in our path." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Macman253 Posted October 28, 2015 Share Posted October 28, 2015 Kellak grunted, he guided Terra back a few steps. "Ye' are friends with Rhaine... not me'self. No dwarf will call he'self friends with a Dark Elf." He spat on the ground, the scarred and angry dwarf clicked his tongue and the Bearcat began walking forward and away from the group. He drew his hood over his head and began to seethe with hatred, his mind flashing to the countless years in the Underdark, digging tunnels for days without rest, the painful sting of bladed whips and the beatings. Screams echoed through his ears of the countless dwarves and other victims tortured, murdered and mutilated. He shook them off and grumbled. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts