@Markofkri Dont forget to pet their wings..... Yeah all the elven horses are Pegasus.... Was going to describe them more in the next post.
With wings? Me want. Dibs, DIBS says I.
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With wings? Me want. Dibs, DIBS says I.
Slamming the button hard with her fist the yellow floor lights came on. As soon as the crew noticed the lighting, cheering and yelling came from the floor. "Docking bay is secure. All personnel to leave the area immediately." More cheers came from the floor as the rush was over it was a mad dash to the local watering hole. For Ashala she would spend the next few hours finishing reports and notifying captains they would have to wait for tomorrow. Putting her hands behind her head when that was all done she looked at the dock. It was quiet. She never liked it quiet. She decided to have a look at the mornings progress for herself. The dock chief did this the usual way by jumping and climbing over the freight. This was also a good warm up before going to the gym and feeding her muscles. After the inspection Ashala stopped by her room to change for the gym.
Ashala removed her jump suit and wore her gym clothes. These were baggy shorts and a sports top. She also took a symbol of her ancestry for inspiration. At the gym she started with some cardio to increase her heart rate. She did laps on the track as the chief picked up speed her method shifted to a quadruped. This went on for an hour then came the weights. Ashala would always push herself until she could barely stand. The Altenian would continue until her arms were so sore it hurt to make a fist, until her abs hurt to breath. Then she would jog back to her room for a very rewarding soak in the bath.
Never understanding the need for bubbles she would lounge in the tub relaxing to the very warm water. Her hair unbraided and loose around her. This was the best reward for her. The other rough necks were no doubt having a few drinks to their good fortune of an early day. They would be slower tomorrow. Quietly the Altenian rested in the water closed eyes, listening to her heart rhythm she complimented the sound with her own soft purr.
Ashala removed her jump suit and wore her gym clothes. These were baggy shorts and a sports top. She also took a symbol of her ancestry for inspiration. At the gym she started with some cardio to increase her heart rate. She did laps on the track as the chief picked up speed her method shifted to a quadruped. This went on for an hour then came the weights. Ashala would always push herself until she could barely stand. The Altenian would continue until her arms were so sore it hurt to make a fist, until her abs hurt to breath. Then she would jog back to her room for a very rewarding soak in the bath.
Never understanding the need for bubbles she would lounge in the tub relaxing to the very warm water. Her hair unbraided and loose around her. This was the best reward for her. The other rough necks were no doubt having a few drinks to their good fortune of an early day. They would be slower tomorrow. Quietly the Altenian rested in the water closed eyes, listening to her heart rhythm she complimented the sound with her own soft purr.
@InertiaShe saw the man standing there and giving special interest to the treasure she had received from the group. Not knowing what this guy was trying to say she gave the greeting Deila had seen so many times before. She hugged him. Then Deila pointed at the bracelet and said, "Deila, metal." Happy she was being accepted the shaman walked along with the cart. She started again with the using the words that Das had taught her.
@Afina Sana Had spoke to her. This was a great group! Deila said the druidic word for vine and followed with, "Cart." She Knew the normal etiquette of a group was you did not touch the Alpha but this was different. Still, years of training Deila dared not to risk offending Sana. She dipped her head and averted her gaze to show respect. Falling behind from the interaction this shaman caught up to the horse once more.
As the invisibility ended and the elves appeared the shaman looked to the group for the appropriate response. Seeing the group not taking offense to this she looked back at the elves with child like curiosity. Druidic, "Greetings I am known as Deila, by chance do you understand me?" She would have waited for the reply but they had horses and she knew they would understood her. She quickly walked over to them and asked her questions in calm whispered tones. "Are you well? Where did you come from? What does the land look like where you are from? Are those with you nice to you? How far was your journey? Would you like some water?" As she conversed with the horses she placed a hand on their neck stroking their mane reassuring she was harmless.
@Afina Sana Had spoke to her. This was a great group! Deila said the druidic word for vine and followed with, "Cart." She Knew the normal etiquette of a group was you did not touch the Alpha but this was different. Still, years of training Deila dared not to risk offending Sana. She dipped her head and averted her gaze to show respect. Falling behind from the interaction this shaman caught up to the horse once more.
As the invisibility ended and the elves appeared the shaman looked to the group for the appropriate response. Seeing the group not taking offense to this she looked back at the elves with child like curiosity. Druidic, "Greetings I am known as Deila, by chance do you understand me?" She would have waited for the reply but they had horses and she knew they would understood her. She quickly walked over to them and asked her questions in calm whispered tones. "Are you well? Where did you come from? What does the land look like where you are from? Are those with you nice to you? How far was your journey? Would you like some water?" As she conversed with the horses she placed a hand on their neck stroking their mane reassuring she was harmless.
"Oh, I only take one. The doctor said to never take three or more so I'm going to say four per person, 5 total, (inviting the off going night shift since they all live together)ground into a powder, so thirty." Vivian put a index finger to her chin and looked up and to the left. "Just to be sure. We mix it into the eggs once they are cooked with a little bit of sugar to off set the taste. Then we drag the night shift into the pool house and cause an electrical fire. I noticed it has a small grill built into the bar so we'll need to untighten the connection just a little." She smiled at you.
"I think it would be more believable if you told them about breakfast. I'll get up early and get to the kitchen. I shall pretend to be the curious rich girl to ask how scrambled eggs are made. Then its just a simple matter to sneak the powder in them. Tonight will be preparation time. We have a good bit to do before tomorrow. I'll be in my room until then. Good night." She waited for your reply before walking out.
Your text to the team leader was read and accepted. The weird part of the day was later after dinner you retired to your room. You bathed and changed for bed. You noticed that your scars were gone, all of them. You had no bruises from last night and your complexion was clear. You heard the door to your room open. As you turned to yell at them you saw the door was in fact closed. You turned to look at your self in the mirror to see Elizabeth standing behind your reflection. She was shaking her head.
"You got a lot to learn. I was no saint. You need to learn control. There were times when I killed to get what I wanted. The more you kill the more you pay later. Eventually you will not be able to pay the cost. If you haven't noticed no one in seventeen generations lived forever. It not possible. You can survive injury and heal from sickness but it always come back to you. Her picture doesn't show it but one of your predecessors lost a leg. Just know it was not done quickly. At some point you will learn this. Perhaps an eye..." She walks over to you, through the mirror. "You will never know peace, bound to that damn thing as I am now, until another takes your place. Yes when you die only then will I rest. For now you want is known and the cost will be paid. Already you healed those scars. You have a fortune others have paid the cost for. Still you crave more." Her eyes narrow, as she folds her arms across her chest. "Know the payment will be sever. As the gem will not kill you it might take months to exact the toll from you." She shoved you off your feet and across the floor landing onto the bed.
Before you could react, hands emerged from the covers and those that had kidnaped you each held a limb and began stabbing you. You felt no pain just the pressure and the feeling of being trapped all over again. The fear of helplessness. They had total control of you. Each knife wound poured a river of blood. No sound from the kidnappers as it was before. Just the wet sound of the plunging knives. After a time it stopped and you were sore and tired of trying to break free. You heard the hiss of heated metal and screamed as you did then too.
You awoke again to Vivian. She was standing next to the bed her face wracked with concern. "It was a dream. Every things going to be alright. your safe." You reached up to hug her but your arms were tied with black rope, your feet as well. You looked up confused and Vivian took out a bat and the nightmare continued....
Finally you awoke to the sun light beeming through slits in the curtains. Your whole body was sore and you felt exhausted.
"I think it would be more believable if you told them about breakfast. I'll get up early and get to the kitchen. I shall pretend to be the curious rich girl to ask how scrambled eggs are made. Then its just a simple matter to sneak the powder in them. Tonight will be preparation time. We have a good bit to do before tomorrow. I'll be in my room until then. Good night." She waited for your reply before walking out.
Your text to the team leader was read and accepted. The weird part of the day was later after dinner you retired to your room. You bathed and changed for bed. You noticed that your scars were gone, all of them. You had no bruises from last night and your complexion was clear. You heard the door to your room open. As you turned to yell at them you saw the door was in fact closed. You turned to look at your self in the mirror to see Elizabeth standing behind your reflection. She was shaking her head.
"You got a lot to learn. I was no saint. You need to learn control. There were times when I killed to get what I wanted. The more you kill the more you pay later. Eventually you will not be able to pay the cost. If you haven't noticed no one in seventeen generations lived forever. It not possible. You can survive injury and heal from sickness but it always come back to you. Her picture doesn't show it but one of your predecessors lost a leg. Just know it was not done quickly. At some point you will learn this. Perhaps an eye..." She walks over to you, through the mirror. "You will never know peace, bound to that damn thing as I am now, until another takes your place. Yes when you die only then will I rest. For now you want is known and the cost will be paid. Already you healed those scars. You have a fortune others have paid the cost for. Still you crave more." Her eyes narrow, as she folds her arms across her chest. "Know the payment will be sever. As the gem will not kill you it might take months to exact the toll from you." She shoved you off your feet and across the floor landing onto the bed.
Before you could react, hands emerged from the covers and those that had kidnaped you each held a limb and began stabbing you. You felt no pain just the pressure and the feeling of being trapped all over again. The fear of helplessness. They had total control of you. Each knife wound poured a river of blood. No sound from the kidnappers as it was before. Just the wet sound of the plunging knives. After a time it stopped and you were sore and tired of trying to break free. You heard the hiss of heated metal and screamed as you did then too.
You awoke again to Vivian. She was standing next to the bed her face wracked with concern. "It was a dream. Every things going to be alright. your safe." You reached up to hug her but your arms were tied with black rope, your feet as well. You looked up confused and Vivian took out a bat and the nightmare continued....
Finally you awoke to the sun light beeming through slits in the curtains. Your whole body was sore and you felt exhausted.
I suppose not... dismissing the servants would alert the guards that something is up o.o
True. Maybe push the time for the dismissal after they make breakfast. Paid time off is never questioned.
Well while we're waiting, its nice to meet you all. =)
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I hope it is still going. The DM has been away for two days though.
Did you have something possibly specific in the fantasy sub category?
Is this still happening? I am interested.
Anything you wanted to do before the next day? Any evil plans to make before the night comes its probably a little before 5pm right now. You can post what you do as far as preparing for the breakfast. Tell the servants your having a crazy party and not to show tomorrow.
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