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Did my post throw you for a loop? :P
And Freyja got roundly ignored. -_-
@BellBottomBlues
Heads up: I edited Eru's reasoning. I realize it god-moded a bit, since she wouldn't have reached the conclusion that Lanik was keeping her for personal gain by that logical path except with a little omniscient help.
Heads up: I edited Eru's reasoning. I realize it god-moded a bit, since she wouldn't have reached the conclusion that Lanik was keeping her for personal gain by that logical path except with a little omniscient help.
@BellBottomBlues
Marië leaped into Erudessa's arms, and the two fell back on the bed. "I've never had an elf friend before!" the girl exclaimed. Erudessa laughed. "I've never had a human friend before!"
"Marië," came Lanik's stern voice.
Marië scrambled off the bed and stood to attention. Erudessa sat up and straightened her shirt. Both of them hung their heads.
"Captain," the girl acknowledged.
Lanik knelt to eye level with his daughter. "Marië, What did I say about being alone with the slave?"
He must have told her while I was sleeping.
"Go to your room," he continued, "finish unpacking. I'll speak with you before bed."
Marië nodded an apology. Lanik offered his cheek, which she kissed before hugging him and leaving the room.
Lanik stood up. "She's got the liveliness of a fox sometimes. It makes it really hard to keep track of her sometimes." He pulled up a chair, took a seat and stared at her for a few moments.
Erudessa clenched the bed. This is going to be a very long stay without her.
"I guess I haven't formally introduced myself," Lanik began, "so my name is Lanik Wintergate. I'm commander of the Wintergate Rangers and Captain under commission of the Imperial Crown."
A Captain? If the Imperial ranks are a meritocracy, that would make him exceptionally strong.
"Normally we're not allowed to take slaves, but I...uh...made an exception for you."
I'm touched. Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"I appreciate what you did for Finnigan. He's a good man and deserves to go back home with at least a fighting chance."
You can show your appreciation by setting me free.
He did not. "But let me make myself clear. You're a slave here. I didn't buy you out of pity. I didn't buy you out of spite. I bought you because, unlike a lot of my kin, I have a sense of obligation and...honor. Whatever my reasons are, it doesn't change this fact: you're legally bound to me. Under Imperial law, I can have you killed on a whim, and I won't hesitate to if you try anything, especially with Marië. Do you understand?"
Erudessa stared at him for a few moments.
Why does he still keep me enslaved? Is it because he spent a lot of gold on me and wants his money's worth? I don't owe him a thing. I was taken against my will. He bought my services, not from me, but from my captor. I'd like to play the power card and scare him, to make him back off. I could pull it off; I'm taller than he is, and brimming with enough power to snuff out everything he is and has. But he's awfully close, and despite his youth and inexperience, he could still kill me if he chooses. Pride won't get me anywhere with him. He hasn't yet seen my strong side; he's only ever seen me when I was compromised. If I can maintain that image, perhaps he could be persuaded to trust me, and maybe reveal his true intentions.
So Erudessa shrank between her shoulders and looked away. "I understand," she replied with a small voice. She gently took the collar out of his hands and examined it.
"Will I ever be free?" she asked, demurely lifting her eyes to him.
Marië leaped into Erudessa's arms, and the two fell back on the bed. "I've never had an elf friend before!" the girl exclaimed. Erudessa laughed. "I've never had a human friend before!"
"Marië," came Lanik's stern voice.
Marië scrambled off the bed and stood to attention. Erudessa sat up and straightened her shirt. Both of them hung their heads.
"Captain," the girl acknowledged.
Lanik knelt to eye level with his daughter. "Marië, What did I say about being alone with the slave?"
He must have told her while I was sleeping.
"Go to your room," he continued, "finish unpacking. I'll speak with you before bed."
Marië nodded an apology. Lanik offered his cheek, which she kissed before hugging him and leaving the room.
Lanik stood up. "She's got the liveliness of a fox sometimes. It makes it really hard to keep track of her sometimes." He pulled up a chair, took a seat and stared at her for a few moments.
Erudessa clenched the bed. This is going to be a very long stay without her.
"I guess I haven't formally introduced myself," Lanik began, "so my name is Lanik Wintergate. I'm commander of the Wintergate Rangers and Captain under commission of the Imperial Crown."
A Captain? If the Imperial ranks are a meritocracy, that would make him exceptionally strong.
"Normally we're not allowed to take slaves, but I...uh...made an exception for you."
I'm touched. Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"I appreciate what you did for Finnigan. He's a good man and deserves to go back home with at least a fighting chance."
You can show your appreciation by setting me free.
He did not. "But let me make myself clear. You're a slave here. I didn't buy you out of pity. I didn't buy you out of spite. I bought you because, unlike a lot of my kin, I have a sense of obligation and...honor. Whatever my reasons are, it doesn't change this fact: you're legally bound to me. Under Imperial law, I can have you killed on a whim, and I won't hesitate to if you try anything, especially with Marië. Do you understand?"
Erudessa stared at him for a few moments.
Why does he still keep me enslaved? Is it because he spent a lot of gold on me and wants his money's worth? I don't owe him a thing. I was taken against my will. He bought my services, not from me, but from my captor. I'd like to play the power card and scare him, to make him back off. I could pull it off; I'm taller than he is, and brimming with enough power to snuff out everything he is and has. But he's awfully close, and despite his youth and inexperience, he could still kill me if he chooses. Pride won't get me anywhere with him. He hasn't yet seen my strong side; he's only ever seen me when I was compromised. If I can maintain that image, perhaps he could be persuaded to trust me, and maybe reveal his true intentions.
So Erudessa shrank between her shoulders and looked away. "I understand," she replied with a small voice. She gently took the collar out of his hands and examined it.
"Will I ever be free?" she asked, demurely lifting her eyes to him.
@BellBottomBlues
I was thinking of the places you could go from here. Erudessa needs a tour of the house so she can start working, as well as a permanent sleeping location. Lanik will want to put the limiter on her at some point, which he will need her cooperation for. We could timeskip to a point where Marië leaves the room, perhaps on Lanik's command, so the two can discuss things in private.
Just some ideas.
I was thinking of the places you could go from here. Erudessa needs a tour of the house so she can start working, as well as a permanent sleeping location. Lanik will want to put the limiter on her at some point, which he will need her cooperation for. We could timeskip to a point where Marië leaves the room, perhaps on Lanik's command, so the two can discuss things in private.
Just some ideas.
@Infamous Empath
@GingerBoi123
@Assallya
"Oh y'know, Mad Jester worshiping vampires and all that shit starting a fight. Y'know, that normal shit..." Raven replied.
Freyja, being unused to such unrepentent profanity, instinctively covered her mouth, but said nothing.
Then Raven turned around to get a good look at her. "You know how to use these properly?" he asked, gesturing at the medical supplies.
Freyja nodded, and removed her hand. "I do. Stand aside, please." Before Raven could move out of the way, the injured man grabbed his wrist. "I need some clothes," he said. Freyja gently peeled the man's fingers away and took them in her own hand. "Do not worry, friend," she said, her voice warm and calming, "we will find you raiment. First, let me treat you."
She surveyed his body for wounds. The only injury she could find was his foot, which was swollen in places but otherwise intact. That meant his ailment was internal. She pressed her hand to his chest and poured her Dust into him to diagnose his symptoms. Blood count normal. Blood sugar low. Substrates low. The Dust returned to her, and she removed her hand. "He's exhausted," she declared aloud to whoever would listen. "Where is the food and water?"
@GingerBoi123
@Assallya
"Oh y'know, Mad Jester worshiping vampires and all that shit starting a fight. Y'know, that normal shit..." Raven replied.
Freyja, being unused to such unrepentent profanity, instinctively covered her mouth, but said nothing.
Then Raven turned around to get a good look at her. "You know how to use these properly?" he asked, gesturing at the medical supplies.
Freyja nodded, and removed her hand. "I do. Stand aside, please." Before Raven could move out of the way, the injured man grabbed his wrist. "I need some clothes," he said. Freyja gently peeled the man's fingers away and took them in her own hand. "Do not worry, friend," she said, her voice warm and calming, "we will find you raiment. First, let me treat you."
She surveyed his body for wounds. The only injury she could find was his foot, which was swollen in places but otherwise intact. That meant his ailment was internal. She pressed her hand to his chest and poured her Dust into him to diagnose his symptoms. Blood count normal. Blood sugar low. Substrates low. The Dust returned to her, and she removed her hand. "He's exhausted," she declared aloud to whoever would listen. "Where is the food and water?"
Yeah, I will soon.
Haha, what do you mean? I think its fine.
I meant that I read my post again, and it looks meh. :P
On a more positive note, I have more plot details forming. For one, I've got a new elvish villain cooking things up. Additionally, Eru may be young, but she's a schemer. From here on out, she won't just be re-acting to story events - she'll be manipulating them. Once she has a moment to settle down and think, she'll start cooking up plans. It'll be so exciting. xD
Not my most inspired writing, is it?
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