Tastes like chicken
Pure and simple spontaneous joy
Valarus appears from the south.
Valarus said to you, "I was told you will heal me. Will you... please?"
You sniffs the air, looking you over with a studied gaze, "What's in it for me?"
Valarus said to you, "Ask, I will either agree or disagree."
You ponders for a long moment, her nose wrinkling in disgust as a breeze drifts through from the south.
Valarus sits in front of Shinnan and waits her answer.
You allows a trace of a grin to play across her lips, "A head... on a stick..." She gives a strong sneeze, then continues, "But not just any head..."
Valarus said to you, "Who's head?"
You grins, "Oh, an easy one really... Foolish smelly little thing named Iceriss..."
Valarus said to you, "If you heal me now, completely, I swear that I will do all I can to remove her head, my Masters willing, of course."
You lets out a highly amused snort, "I'm not much of one for trusting the word of another...So swearing, it really holds no effect with me...Vague empty promises are much like whores, easy, filthy, and abominably smelly..."
Valarus said to you, "You speak of trust? You, the great healer, apparently, sneezing constantly. I should be in doubt, not you."
Iceriss said OOC, "*is borred out of her mind*"
You said to Valarus, "I'm allergic to foul scents of things like stupidity and whores... Comes from an overdeveloped sense of scent..."
Valarus said to you, "What, then, do you want of me? I have told you I will try to remove her head. I can make no promises, I can offer nothing to prove I do not lie, nor do I want to. Either heal me or I shall continue to suffer. It is starting to bother me less and less, healer."
You said to Valarus, "*looks you over* I hope you aren't too vain... Looks quite nasty."
Valarus said to you, "I care little for my looks. Heal the pain, leave the scars, if that is what you want."
You said to Valarus, "All I want is a head on a stick... Ehh, I'll take pity on you for now and fix it... Poor thing... Having to answer to masters."
You said to Valarus, "Lay down then..."
Valaria said OOC, "Night, everyone!"
Valarus stretches his legs out in front of himself and lies flat on his back.
You said to Valarus, "*blinks* Roll over..."
Valarus rolls over.
You lofts a brow, "Play dead..."
Valarus tilts his neck and looks up at Shinnan, "No dog am I, and respect I do demand. "
You grins, "Tsk tsk kiddo... Never said you were a dog... And nobody gets respect from me without earning it... " She flexes her long fingers, "Now be still..."
Valarus speaks quickly, "I will teach you respect later." He grins wickedly before placing his face back in the dirt?
You snorts, clearly quite amused by that one, "A child, thinking he could teach me... Now that's the funniest thing I've heard in centuries..."
Valarus places his hands under his body and in one movement he stands. His pallid fingers still hold the axe and he lifts it above his head before blindly charging at the Lyastri. Upon reaching her general area he swings it towards her, the lack of blood making his aim rather poor.
You snickers as Valarus rises, a silver tinge masking the pale green of her eyes. Within mere seconds the silly boy finds himself charging a large silver wolf, a low snarl falling from her muzzles as she leaps forward right at him. She's a bit aggressive, not one for avoiding the children, but all for a bit of fun. Her jaws snap wide as she lunges, clearly intent upon ripping that little appendage between his legs off. The axe glances off her shoulder, sending thick goopy blood spattering all about. She doesn't seem to care though, she just looks hungry.
Valarus slams his free hand down upon the wolf's head. This, though, makes little difference and miss wolfy latches onto certain parts of Valarus. A high pitched squeal is heard, before he musteres all his strength and brings the axe down towards the exposed back of Shinnan, well, wolfy Shinny thingie.
You grips the tiny thing with much glee and shakes her head violently. Another growl can be heard cutting through the air, though this one comes from off to the side. Oh my, is there another wolf? A quick blink is all that is needed to reveal that indeed, it is. The glistening white form hurtles through the air, right at Valarus' arms and that silly axe, clearly in an attempt to deflect the blow. In the meantime, Shinnan's grown quite bored with the dangly balls and snaps at a hamstring.
Valarus is hurled left and right soley by his manhood. This, as you can imagine, is rather painful and more high pitched squeals are heard resounding around the fountain. As the other wolf latches onto his arm, his fingers automatically drop the axe which falls to the floor. With two wolves now on his, Valarus begins to scream. The ruens which decorate his upper body begine to glow with a dull, green light. The rags that cover said runes seem to dissolve away, leaving this man as naked as the day he was damed. A certain part of him looks worse than his face, I'm sure you can work out which part.. Another scream is heard, before the runes erupt with green light. As it hits the water in the fountain mist starts to form. The body of the vampire becomes hotter and hotter, hopefulyl hot enough to get the bloody wolves off his bloody body!
You seems to be enjoying those high pitched squeals, which only further work up the lovely little case of bloodlust she's managed to get hold of. Clearly the wolf that was Shinnan is very pleased with the artwork she performed on those itty bitty ballings, for they suit their owner nicely, in a twisted shredded way. Always glad to help the old one is. In the meantime, the younger white seems to be prepared to work out her agressions, and the heat while nicely intense, seems to serve only to drive her on. Ansreath, the Shinny wolf, backs off and lets her sister have some fun, the elder Lyastri clearly not caring much for the hot hot dinky balled deal. So, back to Sehali, what a cutie eh? Well, she's cute enough til that oh so familiar silver Lyastri tinge masks her eyes, her fur glistening with a sweaty sheen. Oh my, she sweats! But that's all good, for the sweat that runs from her pores is rather unusual. Oh thank Sven for things like crazy mothers and their spellbooks! Sehali tackles Valarus, giving a violent doggy style shake, sending the toxic sweat spraying all over.
Valarus begins to choke on the sweat of Sehali. It burns his heated body, burns his mouth, burns his wounds. Hell, it just burns him, I’m sure you get the picture. With a tremendous effort, the vampire pushes the wolf off. Like a drunk man he gets to his feet, slowly and very unsurely. Before a word can be spoken, and well before any more doggy style, SABINE! Valarus screams a single word, “Hea’ilik” Like a man crucified; both arms outstretched, both legs together below him, Valarus rises into the air. From the sky above a terrible sound sounds. This being herald enough, the sky seems to tear itself apart and from this rip white light explodes downwards. It covers the naked body of Valarus. Burning away the toxic sweat, burning away excess blood, and burning away that red stuff he spewed at Crisiant earlier. Wow, cosmic shower. Awesome. Anyway, the light begins to slowly fade and as it does the vampire is left floating. His eyes, no longer silver, shining blue now, lock onto those of the wolf, Sehali. “Power… not mine… death!” Both hands snake from his sides to his front and from the tips of his fingers green power erupts forwards. This power is unique, kinda, what ever is touched by it turns into a tree. Not just any tree! A blue tree that grows legs and arms instead of fruit.
You 's ears perk forward at the odd invoking of the skankiest whore in the realms name. The silver wolf gives an amused snort, her gaze following Sehali, watching her curl up for a nap where she's fallen, too bored to play anymore. The elder Lyastri reminds herself to have the young one take a much needed bath. So, while resting, the pretty little white wolf fades away, and all that's left there is this hot sexy elfy, happily dreaming, or is she? Ehh, time will tell, you can never be real sure with her. Ansreath watches the whole little cosmic shower bit, and yawns. Poor old wolf's been around so long, and been exposed to so many peacocky boys that not much impresses her. So goes life when one is overly ancient. Now, Val is standing and all, and while Ansreath is not a small wolf, she certainly doesn't stand tall enough to be in the way. And when you add in this floating thing, pretty obvious, it all goes over her head. Egads, let's hope that's not a sign of senility. The napping elfy begins to snore, the sound soft and quiet. But over several passing moments, it intensifies, growing, and growing, and growing. Cripes, in short time there's this hideous cacaphony of sound, a truly horrid noise really, echoing all about, and bouncing off all these new blue with appendages trees that have sprouted up here and there. Now it seems these two aren't playing anymore, yawning and napping seem to indicate boredom. But wait! There's more! For the horrendous log sawing snoring noises mask the sound of the approach of a third. Mommy! Now she's not wearing a cape or anything fancy like that. Just a nice thick coat of black fur. Pretty dull and common when you think about it. But she does have rippling muscles beneath that fur, and they ripple and rapple even as she lunges at the silly boy from behind, jaws snapping at his saggy arse.
Valarus raises his hands to his ears in a pitiful attempt to drown out the snoring. As his fingers touch his face blood starts to pour once more. A few naughty words are drowned out by the snoring wolf. The power he was wielding fades and the tear in the sky heals itself. Then suddenly, well, suddenly for the vampire, something slams into his nice tight arse, jaws lock, and with another wicked curse the spell-blade is dragged to the floor by his arse. He hits hard, causing an explosion of dust granules followed by the raining of blood from his injuries. Unable even to stand he lies there, his eyes return to silver, the runes on his body stop glowing and with evidential pain the vampire speaks, his voice cuts through all other noises easily, “Fine… woman… wolf… whatever you are. You have proven your point. Now heal me… please…” His face slams back into the dirt and his eyes close.
You fades away, wolf vanishing as the elf returns to her place. She looks to Elique, a devious grin playing across her lips, "We win!"
You said to Valarus, "Now this time be still..."
Valarus does not move.
You stretches her fingers and begins to hum. Oh hell, she's feeling so invigorated now that she out and out sings. Who needs quiet whispers, soft words, and unknown tongues? This elf sings a very bawdy tavern song as the white glow emits from her fingertips. She rests her hands upon Valarus' prone form and bids her oh so fabulous thing to do its thing. And do its thing it does, in wondrous and incredible ways. Heck, this vampy is so healed, he's better than he was before. Though there is this odd mark left behind on his left inner thigh. Looks like teeth marks in the form of an SL. But aside from that scar, he's perfect!
Valarus gets slowly to his feet and looks down at his naked body. His arms he places on his head and his back is ached. Cracks sound before a satisfied sigh escapes his thin lips, "Her head you shall have, healer. I feel better now than I have in a long time. Even the forsaken bond feels less painful than before. Great power you have, though respect I will still demand. But not today, today you earned mine. A rare thing indeed."
You said to Valarus, "You tasted pretty scrumptious... I just might respect you... *winks* Should you need it again.. the healing that is, I'm easy to find..."
Valarus said to you, "Th... thank you, healer. Now, I need a drink. To the tavern I go."
Valarus exits south.
Elique belates cheers to Shinnan, eyes twinkling with merriment as she never had a doubt her sister could do. She stands by quietly as the rest plays out before.
You said to Elique, "He tasted like chicken..."
Valarus appears from the south.
Valarus said to you, "I was told you will heal me. Will you... please?"
You sniffs the air, looking you over with a studied gaze, "What's in it for me?"
Valarus said to you, "Ask, I will either agree or disagree."
You ponders for a long moment, her nose wrinkling in disgust as a breeze drifts through from the south.
Valarus sits in front of Shinnan and waits her answer.
You allows a trace of a grin to play across her lips, "A head... on a stick..." She gives a strong sneeze, then continues, "But not just any head..."
Valarus said to you, "Who's head?"
You grins, "Oh, an easy one really... Foolish smelly little thing named Iceriss..."
Valarus said to you, "If you heal me now, completely, I swear that I will do all I can to remove her head, my Masters willing, of course."
You lets out a highly amused snort, "I'm not much of one for trusting the word of another...So swearing, it really holds no effect with me...Vague empty promises are much like whores, easy, filthy, and abominably smelly..."
Valarus said to you, "You speak of trust? You, the great healer, apparently, sneezing constantly. I should be in doubt, not you."
Iceriss said OOC, "*is borred out of her mind*"
You said to Valarus, "I'm allergic to foul scents of things like stupidity and whores... Comes from an overdeveloped sense of scent..."
Valarus said to you, "What, then, do you want of me? I have told you I will try to remove her head. I can make no promises, I can offer nothing to prove I do not lie, nor do I want to. Either heal me or I shall continue to suffer. It is starting to bother me less and less, healer."
You said to Valarus, "*looks you over* I hope you aren't too vain... Looks quite nasty."
Valarus said to you, "I care little for my looks. Heal the pain, leave the scars, if that is what you want."
You said to Valarus, "All I want is a head on a stick... Ehh, I'll take pity on you for now and fix it... Poor thing... Having to answer to masters."
You said to Valarus, "Lay down then..."
Valaria said OOC, "Night, everyone!"
Valarus stretches his legs out in front of himself and lies flat on his back.
You said to Valarus, "*blinks* Roll over..."
Valarus rolls over.
You lofts a brow, "Play dead..."
Valarus tilts his neck and looks up at Shinnan, "No dog am I, and respect I do demand. "
You grins, "Tsk tsk kiddo... Never said you were a dog... And nobody gets respect from me without earning it... " She flexes her long fingers, "Now be still..."
Valarus speaks quickly, "I will teach you respect later." He grins wickedly before placing his face back in the dirt?
You snorts, clearly quite amused by that one, "A child, thinking he could teach me... Now that's the funniest thing I've heard in centuries..."
Valarus places his hands under his body and in one movement he stands. His pallid fingers still hold the axe and he lifts it above his head before blindly charging at the Lyastri. Upon reaching her general area he swings it towards her, the lack of blood making his aim rather poor.
You snickers as Valarus rises, a silver tinge masking the pale green of her eyes. Within mere seconds the silly boy finds himself charging a large silver wolf, a low snarl falling from her muzzles as she leaps forward right at him. She's a bit aggressive, not one for avoiding the children, but all for a bit of fun. Her jaws snap wide as she lunges, clearly intent upon ripping that little appendage between his legs off. The axe glances off her shoulder, sending thick goopy blood spattering all about. She doesn't seem to care though, she just looks hungry.
Valarus slams his free hand down upon the wolf's head. This, though, makes little difference and miss wolfy latches onto certain parts of Valarus. A high pitched squeal is heard, before he musteres all his strength and brings the axe down towards the exposed back of Shinnan, well, wolfy Shinny thingie.
You grips the tiny thing with much glee and shakes her head violently. Another growl can be heard cutting through the air, though this one comes from off to the side. Oh my, is there another wolf? A quick blink is all that is needed to reveal that indeed, it is. The glistening white form hurtles through the air, right at Valarus' arms and that silly axe, clearly in an attempt to deflect the blow. In the meantime, Shinnan's grown quite bored with the dangly balls and snaps at a hamstring.
Valarus is hurled left and right soley by his manhood. This, as you can imagine, is rather painful and more high pitched squeals are heard resounding around the fountain. As the other wolf latches onto his arm, his fingers automatically drop the axe which falls to the floor. With two wolves now on his, Valarus begins to scream. The ruens which decorate his upper body begine to glow with a dull, green light. The rags that cover said runes seem to dissolve away, leaving this man as naked as the day he was damed. A certain part of him looks worse than his face, I'm sure you can work out which part.. Another scream is heard, before the runes erupt with green light. As it hits the water in the fountain mist starts to form. The body of the vampire becomes hotter and hotter, hopefulyl hot enough to get the bloody wolves off his bloody body!
You seems to be enjoying those high pitched squeals, which only further work up the lovely little case of bloodlust she's managed to get hold of. Clearly the wolf that was Shinnan is very pleased with the artwork she performed on those itty bitty ballings, for they suit their owner nicely, in a twisted shredded way. Always glad to help the old one is. In the meantime, the younger white seems to be prepared to work out her agressions, and the heat while nicely intense, seems to serve only to drive her on. Ansreath, the Shinny wolf, backs off and lets her sister have some fun, the elder Lyastri clearly not caring much for the hot hot dinky balled deal. So, back to Sehali, what a cutie eh? Well, she's cute enough til that oh so familiar silver Lyastri tinge masks her eyes, her fur glistening with a sweaty sheen. Oh my, she sweats! But that's all good, for the sweat that runs from her pores is rather unusual. Oh thank Sven for things like crazy mothers and their spellbooks! Sehali tackles Valarus, giving a violent doggy style shake, sending the toxic sweat spraying all over.
Valarus begins to choke on the sweat of Sehali. It burns his heated body, burns his mouth, burns his wounds. Hell, it just burns him, I’m sure you get the picture. With a tremendous effort, the vampire pushes the wolf off. Like a drunk man he gets to his feet, slowly and very unsurely. Before a word can be spoken, and well before any more doggy style, SABINE! Valarus screams a single word, “Hea’ilik” Like a man crucified; both arms outstretched, both legs together below him, Valarus rises into the air. From the sky above a terrible sound sounds. This being herald enough, the sky seems to tear itself apart and from this rip white light explodes downwards. It covers the naked body of Valarus. Burning away the toxic sweat, burning away excess blood, and burning away that red stuff he spewed at Crisiant earlier. Wow, cosmic shower. Awesome. Anyway, the light begins to slowly fade and as it does the vampire is left floating. His eyes, no longer silver, shining blue now, lock onto those of the wolf, Sehali. “Power… not mine… death!” Both hands snake from his sides to his front and from the tips of his fingers green power erupts forwards. This power is unique, kinda, what ever is touched by it turns into a tree. Not just any tree! A blue tree that grows legs and arms instead of fruit.
You 's ears perk forward at the odd invoking of the skankiest whore in the realms name. The silver wolf gives an amused snort, her gaze following Sehali, watching her curl up for a nap where she's fallen, too bored to play anymore. The elder Lyastri reminds herself to have the young one take a much needed bath. So, while resting, the pretty little white wolf fades away, and all that's left there is this hot sexy elfy, happily dreaming, or is she? Ehh, time will tell, you can never be real sure with her. Ansreath watches the whole little cosmic shower bit, and yawns. Poor old wolf's been around so long, and been exposed to so many peacocky boys that not much impresses her. So goes life when one is overly ancient. Now, Val is standing and all, and while Ansreath is not a small wolf, she certainly doesn't stand tall enough to be in the way. And when you add in this floating thing, pretty obvious, it all goes over her head. Egads, let's hope that's not a sign of senility. The napping elfy begins to snore, the sound soft and quiet. But over several passing moments, it intensifies, growing, and growing, and growing. Cripes, in short time there's this hideous cacaphony of sound, a truly horrid noise really, echoing all about, and bouncing off all these new blue with appendages trees that have sprouted up here and there. Now it seems these two aren't playing anymore, yawning and napping seem to indicate boredom. But wait! There's more! For the horrendous log sawing snoring noises mask the sound of the approach of a third. Mommy! Now she's not wearing a cape or anything fancy like that. Just a nice thick coat of black fur. Pretty dull and common when you think about it. But she does have rippling muscles beneath that fur, and they ripple and rapple even as she lunges at the silly boy from behind, jaws snapping at his saggy arse.
Valarus raises his hands to his ears in a pitiful attempt to drown out the snoring. As his fingers touch his face blood starts to pour once more. A few naughty words are drowned out by the snoring wolf. The power he was wielding fades and the tear in the sky heals itself. Then suddenly, well, suddenly for the vampire, something slams into his nice tight arse, jaws lock, and with another wicked curse the spell-blade is dragged to the floor by his arse. He hits hard, causing an explosion of dust granules followed by the raining of blood from his injuries. Unable even to stand he lies there, his eyes return to silver, the runes on his body stop glowing and with evidential pain the vampire speaks, his voice cuts through all other noises easily, “Fine… woman… wolf… whatever you are. You have proven your point. Now heal me… please…” His face slams back into the dirt and his eyes close.
You fades away, wolf vanishing as the elf returns to her place. She looks to Elique, a devious grin playing across her lips, "We win!"
You said to Valarus, "Now this time be still..."
Valarus does not move.
You stretches her fingers and begins to hum. Oh hell, she's feeling so invigorated now that she out and out sings. Who needs quiet whispers, soft words, and unknown tongues? This elf sings a very bawdy tavern song as the white glow emits from her fingertips. She rests her hands upon Valarus' prone form and bids her oh so fabulous thing to do its thing. And do its thing it does, in wondrous and incredible ways. Heck, this vampy is so healed, he's better than he was before. Though there is this odd mark left behind on his left inner thigh. Looks like teeth marks in the form of an SL. But aside from that scar, he's perfect!
Valarus gets slowly to his feet and looks down at his naked body. His arms he places on his head and his back is ached. Cracks sound before a satisfied sigh escapes his thin lips, "Her head you shall have, healer. I feel better now than I have in a long time. Even the forsaken bond feels less painful than before. Great power you have, though respect I will still demand. But not today, today you earned mine. A rare thing indeed."
You said to Valarus, "You tasted pretty scrumptious... I just might respect you... *winks* Should you need it again.. the healing that is, I'm easy to find..."
Valarus said to you, "Th... thank you, healer. Now, I need a drink. To the tavern I go."
Valarus exits south.
Elique belates cheers to Shinnan, eyes twinkling with merriment as she never had a doubt her sister could do. She stands by quietly as the rest plays out before.
You said to Elique, "He tasted like chicken..."