To Walk a Dragon's Path, Chapter 2-Wills of a Demi-Goddess

[Lady Blue03]

"Anything to ease her pain is welcome, Skye," Alliene said, tugging foward the drow, "I have no notion of who this worthles male is, but he will break soon, everyone does when they're on the leash," she smiled a wicked smile and tugged him out the door, "Come on, you can accompany me outside in the rain while I pray to Shar,"

The endless circle of clouds that surrounded the mountain top was a welcome sight to Avalon's eyes. A welcoming roar escaped his throat, and he touched his claws lightly to the puffy clouds, coming to a smooth landing. He squished the stuff between his toes and snorted with approval. Ahead was the yawning mouth of his cave. Avalon galloped across the nimbus and into the familiar darkness. It was good to be home again...as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw the dent in the far wall, filled with books. Verloren's books, and chests with her clothes. Her sweet scent suddenly flared in his nostrils, and he turned his face to the breeze flowing in through the cave opening. With a grunt, he flopped himself on to the contoured rock, silver orbs staring into the endless sky.

[Nanobyte]

Grappling the leash, the young drow attempts to hurl his captor to the ground. With little success, he yelps, "Dos zhal plynn ussta solen p'los usstan harl'il'cik ulu dosst valsharess, og'elend!"

Translations: Dos zhal plynn ussta solen p'los usstan harl'il'cik ulu dosst valsharess, og'elend! (You shall take my eyes before I kneel to your queen, heretic)

[Lady Blue03]

Alliene eyed him with amusement as she led him into one of the spacious courtyards behind Verloren's estate's,
"Who said I wanted you to kneel to her? I merely desire your company. Plus, she wouldn't want whiney filth like you in her charge anyway; I'm surprised your family didn't sacrifice you to the spider whore," she chuckled for a moment then turned sober. Locating a suitable place, she tied the drow to the leg of a heavy lime stone bench, "There. Stay, male, I will return shortly,"
Alliene made her way through the downpour and came to kneel at the edge of one of her sister's favorite ponds. Blooming lily pads covered much of its surface, and large koi fish could be seen between them, living out their lazy lives. She felt her ears draw away from her head as she breathed in the moist air, delighting in the feel of the water running over her skin. Alliene bowed her head and called to her goddess...
Soon after her thoughts went out, there was a shimmer, and Shar was there, standing atop the lily pads. Her appearance was misty, to avoid the water, even though her hair still shone like moonlight. Her violet eyes looked down on Alliene, the usual smile on her full lips not present,
"I am here, My Chosen. What brings you out into rain and wetness to call upon Me?"
Alliene stared at the water's edge, "I thank you for coming, Shar," it felt right to call her that, now, "My mind is bent on the golden one, my lady, and my sister...have I done the right thing?" she lifted her silver eyes to the goddess's own violet ones.
"If you mean disowning the boy as your cousin, let us ponder," she moved off the lilies and became solid, clad in dark violet leathers with a matching cloak, the hood pulled up. The goddess sat next to Alliene, "He has theatened your best friend, the Silver, an hence broke your sister's heart, whom you love even more than you love your mother," Alliene nodded, "He lashed out in front of your friends, gave you shame, and further shamed you by fleeing into the forest hoping you would follow, so he could fight you to his death," her shining black hands were folded calmly on her lap, "These are the most recent, within less than a week, and after continuous warnings you would not tolerate his wayward behaviour, he still commited them," Shar's eyes glittred, "He is not drow, My Chosen, he does not understand our pride, our honor for our blood, and coincidently our large egos," she smiled slightly, "If you believe his actions are worth writing him out of your heart, then I support you; it is what we do. However, I warn you there is evil stirring...and you must accept him again,"
Alliene jumped up, clenching her fists, "I may be your heir, but I am not full of endless forgiveness. I am through giving him chance after chance if he cannot hold his promises,"
Shar waved her to sit again, "I did not say you have to love him, child. His new found...skills will be required to defeat this evil,"
Alliene narrowed her eyes suspiciosly as she sat down, "How do you know about this evil...what is it?"
"I am unable to premeditate the future, I do however, sense great dread approaching," the goddess stood up, and Alliene stood with her. Shar reached out and touched Alliene's cheek, "I will not allow you to die before your time, Chosen, but to see yourself through safely, you need his help,"
Alliene bowed her head as Shar dissipated, and sighed remorsefuly. Her sister's pain was unforgivable, and that was that. Alliene returned to the the bench were the drow was tied and sat on it, crossing her legs and watching him silently, letting the rain soak into her skin.

[Nanobyte]

"Dos zhaun ji lotha," the dark elf smirked, "Whol uss ji s'gos." He paused for a moment, thinking of what to say next. "Dosst maav'at zhah vel'bol il ycal pholor; dosst usstan'sargho vel'bol il jivvenn pholor." Brief satisfaction fills his face. "Dos phuul naut ilta eridok, dos phuul ilta klev."

Translations: Dos zhaun ji lotha (You know so little) ... Whol uss ji s'gos (For one so confident) ... Dosst maav'at zhah vel'bol il ycal pholor; dosst usstan'sargho vel'bol il jivvenn pholor (Your ignorance is what she feeds on; your arrogance what she plays on) ... Dos phuul naut ilta eridok, dos phuul ilta klev (You are not her heir, you are her pawn)

OOC: [img]graemlins/evilhaha.gif[/img]

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

***OOC - I've sorta planned what'll happen with Cal Lb - I'll tell you over AIM [img]tongue.gif[/img] I'll add an IC when I have time...***

Having finished eating Calaethis looked up at Ariaera, softly he asked "What now, priestess?" his tone was respectful, and she smiled back at him, "Now child, you follow me." Raising to her feet, she dowsed the fire, and with a smile, placed her arm around Calaethis "bring your plate, Calaethis." Calaethis nodded and rose to his feet, gathering his plate. Ariaera placed an arm around his shoulder and kissed his hair. "This way child, its only a few moments walk" Calaethis nodded.

A few moments later, still in the forest, they arrived at an elven dwelling. Calaethis looked up at Ariaera, and asked simply, "Your home?" The priestess smiled, and ruffled Calaethis's hair, "No dear one, but as much as one as we need, for now." She opened the door with a spell, and bade that he follow her inside. He did.

Arriving at what must be a kitchen, the priestess guestured that Calaethis should place his plate down. She lead him to another room, and sat down, patting the seat on the couch next to her. Silently, Calaethis sat down, and snuggled up to her as she placed an arm around his shoulders. She spoke at lenght to him about dragonic blood. Dusk came swiftly. Ariaera, who had long since pulled Calaethis onto her lap, rose, placing him on the floor as she did. "Calaethis dear, you must be hungry. You haven't eaten since breakfast. Come, let us eat now." She'd been instructing him on how to control his dragonic blood since seven or eight in the morning, and had continued right though until five in the evening.

Calaethis nodded, and followed her into the kitchen. She placed some food to cook, and three quaters of an hour later, they'd eaten. Asking if he'd enjoyed the food, and having him nod, Ariaera told him that he'd have to earn his keep and help by doing chores. Calaethis, a typical elven noble, refused outright with a "Me? Do chores! I am no servant!" Pulling him close, Ariaera slapped his backside rapidly four times, pinning him against her as she did. Tears sprang to Calaethis's eyes, and unbidden, words formed in his mind 'She speaks with My voice, acts in My stead, and strikes you with My hand. Obey her, My child.' Calaethis clung to the priestess and whispered "I'm sorry..." Ariaera reached down and kissed his hair, "My child, you will help out, and I will not tolerate any disobedience, or arrogence from you. You will not behave like a spoiled brat." Calaethis nodded, "Yes Priestess Ariaera." Rocking him in her arms, she looked at him, compassion within her eyes. She had a motherly aura about her - to Calaethis at least, and he responded naturally, as a child would to it's mother - Later on, Calaethis wondered if someone else had a hand in this, and his suspicions were well founded.

[ 02-18-2003, 04:08 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]

[Lord High Eater of Legs]

ic:Khalraan slipped up to Tyratria, and hugged her waist, looking up at her with sad eyes.
'Is missus Verloren going to be alright, Lady Tyra?'
He questioned, worried for their host.

[Lady Blue03]

"Who are you to jape at me, dog?" Alliene snorted at him in drow, "I am not the one who was beaten by a woman, after all-especially one so lowly and weak in Lloth's favor, she had to accept a lesser goddess," she returned his smirk, "Or are you cast out of the spider-queen's favor as well? What were you doing on the surface? It was obviously not a Hunt, for you were alone. Not to mention treading soil made for cleaner feet than your own," She twirled a soaking bit of silver hair around her finger, "I must give you a good word for being stubborn as an ass, though, you seem to be the first person that hasn't qualied before my glare," she winked at him.

~Verloren had dreams, despite Skye's soft song. It was all a repeat of the horror scene in the hall. Her heart's roar, the Golden's challenge, her sister catching her in her arms as she collapsed on the floor. Things would never be the same...or would they? Would Avalon return to her, or did he truly mean to live out his days in his mountain home until she came a fetched him? He is a dragon, old and wise, perhaps he needed time to reflect...a cold knot clenched in her womb and she groaned in pain. How long would it take this child to come to the world? Would Verloren even live through the process to see her child born? Images flashed at her...her lying dead in a pool of blood, Avalon weeping by her side, a silver bundle cradled in an arm; the damned Gold running both Silver and child through with his sword...and her sister, Alliene, with violet eyes and ankle long hair, whirling her ferocious blades as she fought the Gold, and a silent snarl as she pressed him down, swords at his throat...~
With a wrench, Verloren pulled herself from the dream and woke screaming, clutching Alliene's silken sheets to her face. She felt strong arms go around her shoulder's, and she clutched them close. Her screaming died and dwindled to hysterical sobbing. Half-expecting to see Avalon, she found the arms belonged to her friend and Captain. Such pity and love and hate burned in his eyes that she pulled her own away and pulled him down to sob in his shoulder, his soft words rushing past her, unheeded.

[Calaethis Dragonsbane]

Tyra gave Khalraan an long look, before reaching down and embracing the child, in his ear she whispered, "Just because I put you across my knee and spanked your bare bottom, doesn't mean you should keep coming to me. Skye loves you as well, you know." she returned the child's embrace, and held him close. Aloud she said, "Shush Khalraan, I'm sure she will be." her voice was uncertain however.

[Lord High Eater of Legs]

ic:Khal stared up at Tyra, small tears coming into his eyes.
'I understand lady Tyratria, if i'm going to be in your way.'
Khal walked over to the corner of the room, and stood, watching lady Verloren sleeping.

[Lady Blue03]

Days passed slowly on the Silver Top (what local people had named Avalon's abode), and the dragon was relishing his natural seclusion less and less. During the day, he spent his time hunting, or lounging peacefuly on the cushioning clouds swirling above his cave, where he could watch from all directions as the nimbus made its slow rotation. An illusion of himself asleep in his cave was always present when he was absent, to keep out foolish two-legs after his treasure. He returned in the nights though, and curled up with a not-so-happy sigh. Yes, time was slow...