Warrior in the Shadows

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Hugh squeezed affectionately at Sana's hand as she placed it in his. He received her sitting next to him, giving off a happy smile to her. He enjoyed the warm touch of her hand in his, even feeling a bit of warmth in the pit of his stomach. He was perplexed when she got up and left his side, the sound of rustling and moving of items coming from behind his view. She returned, draping her arms around him, and handing him some dried goods for consumption. He gladly partook, savoring the feeling of her whisper in his ear.

He felt a little boyish neediness come over him as she left him, going from person to person of their party and handing off consumables. His eyes followed her, the expression on his face rather pleasant and content. He seemed tired and ready to rest. He was certain he would be feeling very sore in the morning from the destruction. He began to nibble at the food his was given, finishing bits and pieces at a time. Before he finished he saw Sana, again, as she nabbed his bear fur.

He was slightly confused at first, wondering what use she had with it, but that confusion faded rather quickly. His face turned rather contented as he stood up, following Sana's beckoning. He felt some excitement, as his heart beat a little faster. His head seemed to dance with fantasies all revolving around this one woman.

He came up to her, sitting himself down and bringing her into his embrace, nuzzling his forehead against hers. He breathed in, as if to fully take her presence in to keep this moment in his memory forever. He brought her close to him, and held her tightly, not about to let go for anything. He looked her in the eyes and said "Mine" as if to hear the sound of it once again.

Treasure & Treachery

Well, I have an old character planned who I can hopefully make better. I used him in the original and he was as good as my RPing(obviously not very good back then).

Captured by Drow!

Yup, you know I'm interested.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Fleeting memories of times long gone by danced through Hugh's thoughts. Some bad and some good, all reflecting on a moment similar to this, with much different character. He focused on Sana as she sang and danced her colorful act out. The spark in her eyes excited him. His mind kept wandering with thoughts of her as he seemed to keep falling in love over and over again.

The allure of her beauty could only be dampened as his thoughts suddenly flooded him with memories of his family. He hadn't felt this for awhile, and his face faded to look a slight bit distressed for the moment. His eyes showed a sudden look of worry as the images of horror came back for an instant. A flash of fires, screaming, and terror distressed his peaceful demeanor. He winced as the flash of the blood spilled all over the ground came back. He remembered how it seemed like so much blood.

He remembered having it all over his hands and clothes, unable to wash it out. How he had just stripped down to his undergarments and threw his bloody clothes on the fires, leaving his family to be made into ashes. His expression finally came back as he realized the present. He felt healing again, remembering all the good he had there with him. He felt his mood begin to heal again, as his thoughts suddenly redirected to the mesmerizing image of Sana dancing and singing in front of him.

Her eyes recaptured his attention as the hurt quickly faded away. He felt heightened arousal as she danced in front of him. He breathed in a deep breath, exhaling slowly as he took the sight in. He felt his mind begin to heal again. It was such a process, as the hurt would come and require healing again, but it would always heal again. This time it was feeling more permanent.

When the song finally finished and Sana took her leave from her partner, the last words of the song seemed to etch themselves into Hugh's mind. They would leave a permanent memory, that would bring him back to that eternally happy moment of healing. As Sana came over to Hugh, he set himself down on the edge of the wagon, making room for her. He sat very widely, with his legs far apart. He still managed to leave a good area for Sana to be beside him. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with happiness and satisfaction. He felt the desire to be with her, to feel her, taking over his mind.

Thoughts of intimacy played through his mind. His heart beat quicker with excitement at her appearance. Finally, he reached out a hand towards her, to receive her, with his arm outstretched for her to welcome herself into his embrace.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Hugh felt his head started to swim a little in thoughts of Sana, as she threw her clothes passed him. If she was trying to arouse him, it was working, as his heart began to thump at a more livening pace. He was feeling a slightly bit dizzy. Not the dizzy that hurt, but more like the floating on clouds kind.

As Sana began to mention to Ellyn of an idea, Hugh finally got a look at Sana in her new outfit. It looked splendid on her, and Hugh's breath was taken a little away by it. He mouthed the word 'wow' as she walked past him, making eye contact with him and giving him a mischevious grin. He finally dropped the fur behind him and decided it was good time he got himself a smoke from his pipe. It might help him calm himself a little from the excitement.

He found his pipe and tobacco lying on the bed of the wagon, long cold and snuffed out. He set himself to work stuffing more tobacco in and working on a light. There was no fire out, so that was going to be quite the problem. So he set himself to work with a bow and simple friction to get the leafs burning. Science, you see.

Continuing to work on the pipe, he looked over to see Sana getting ready for some unknown task. He slightly raised an eyebrow, giving off a rather curious and quizzical expression. He was intrigued, but his face went into a softer expression as he gazed on her beauty, taking it in. It was a moment he could just adore her, and burn into his memory. He took it all in. The little parts of her skin that showed, the smile on her face, and the spark in her eye. It reminded him of happier times, but it was different. It was all new, and he was healing again.

Hugh finally worked up a spark in his pipe and got a smoke going. He puffed little by little until it was going fully. With that, he set the pipe down, carefully keeping it upright. He then proceeded to remove his armor, going down to his white linen pullover shirt. The mood seemed to fit a more casual appearance, which he was more than happy to oblige. He took up his pipe again and sat himself next to the wagon, facing Sana and Ellyn's position, waiting on what they had planned.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Hugh was happy to see Sana had a similar reaction as himself had to Ellis, when she came up to him. Hugh felt her hand rest on his shoulder and he brought his up to meet it, giving her hand an affectionate and gentle squeeze. His hands were of course rough and scratched, badly affected from the fighting. He looked at her, and gave her an understanding look as she gave him the question of What the fuck is wrong with these people?

"Understood." Came his response on how she knew Das. He didn't seem like a very forgettable at all, so he wasn't all to concerned. He felt the warmth of her touch as she answered his question on when to leave and looked at his hands, saying how they needed the rest and the recuperation. Hugh felt himself in agreement. There was no argument to be had, they were all beaten up pretty bad. They weren't in a hurry, either, so rest was their primary concern.

Hugh took a hold of his fur as Sana tossed it to him, in quite the hurry to get changed out of her wet leather clothes. The thought of her naked was definitely playing at his mind, as he settled for the courteous answer, simply turning and holding up the fur, with his arms outstretched. He was facing the group, and he blocked anyone else from seeing beyond the fur. He wing span was certainly long enough. "I would rather your naked parades be for my eyes." He gave a flirtatious smile, as he turned away.

Ellyn had suddenly appeared and sprang a question on her. "Ellyn, you'll have to wait. She's quite busy." He said, adding, "She's changing into some dry clothes at the moment." Hugh looked to Ellis, "Ellis, go over to the rest of the group. Maybe you could compare sizes with the newcomer."

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Hugh seemed skeptical for some reason, like he didn't believe he was naked. "Um okay yeah sure you are! OKAY THERE NAKED GUY OKAY! OKAY I GET IT OO YOUR NAKED!"

@Goldeagle1221

I like to think that he was more like "Too much shit for one day. No fucks left."

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

Hugh seemed skeptical for some reason, like he didn't believe he was naked. "Um okay yeah sure you are! OKAY THERE NAKED GUY OKAY! OKAY I GET IT OO YOUR NAKED!"

@Goldeagle1221

Let it be noted that I was partially drunk and mostly bitter when I wrote that. Had no time for that shit.

The Sands of Blood (Dead)

I think it's safe to say my current mood has been expressed in my post.

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Hugh was taken aback a little by the naked man as he raised an eyebrow, simply shrugging and looking to his horse. "Yeah, okay, naked dude." He strode over to Rodger to give the horse a pat on the nose and a 'good boy'. The proud horse acknowledged his master's presence, lifting his nose and greeting him with a snort to his face. Hugh simply smiled, petted his nose and rubbed his neck.

What surprised Hugh the most was when Sana greeted the elf as if she had known him from before. He pointed to the elf, "Some other adventurer you worked with?" He raised a brow, looking rather unconcerned. It was weird to have a naked elf standing there and slightly awkward. Hugh simply waved it off, as Sana had averted her eyes. He wasn't all too concerned. It did perturb him that she knew the elf from before and now this elf was standing stark naked in the moonlight.

Hugh looked to Sana as she ushered the elf off to go and get some clothes on. She also tried to make it clear to the seemingly dimwitted elf that they had met before. Obviously the elf wasn't feeling up to the task of remembering at the moment. Perhaps drunk or drugged? It didn't really matter, after all the elf went off and finally got his clothes on. Hugh continued to tend to his horse, unconcerned at the events taking place around them.

The others seemed to congregate up top little by little, over time, giving their two cents on the random elf that had showed up on the surface. Hugh seemed rather annoyed by the situation, trying to concentrate on keeping his horse in good care. He didn't really care for all this new business. All the same, he would welcome the new addition along.

Ellis seemed to start sharing some thoughts with Hugh and Sana, that didn't particularly interest him. Hugh never really cared for a conversation about 'how big it was down there' with a halfling or anyone for that matter. "Yeah, okay Ellis." He said, seemingly shrugging it all off as he started to brush his horse. "When do we leave?" He gave a tired sigh, wishing a little for a nap. He hadn't the patience for any time wasting.