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PostSubject: View from Above   Wed Aug 29, 2007 10:27 pm

*High above the ground, soaring in and out of the clouds a feeling of pure freedom rushes over the slave in the Sky. Perhaps it is an odd sensation for one supposedly enslaved, but when you've never known differently, or at least don't remember differently, why would it seem wrong? A guard with sharp eyes, or any of the throng waiting to filter through the gates who looked at the right times would be able to see her purple hair against the white sky, though the white wings and shift would be almost invisible against the clouded sky. Turning in midair with a graceful dancelike move she would dive towards the ground, a fiercely happy smile on her face as she soars, swoops, and corrects, heading back with a happy exhaustion to the ground with a rush of her wings.

She would land near a caravan, smiling as what looks like a small ball of sea-light comes to flicker near her...seeming to point her in a certain direction. She would smile warmly to those around her, laughing gently at the strange looks from some of the Caravan Guards. The poor gentlemen had a very difficult time with the fact that her Jamus didn't keep her tied, or collared all of the time...and when he let her carry the dagger she often thought they would faint. The first time Jamus sent her to stretch her wings they tried to 'capture' her...she remembers some of the words that he used got the Caravan Masters to blush quite a deep burgandy...he still hadn't told her what those words meant. Perhaps it was later enough for her to know...or perhaps not, either way was fine by her.

She would walk directly up to one man, standing behind him to let him finish his conversation and when he turned offer him her hand, and the ribbon that had held up her hair while she flew, hoping he would re-tie it to her wrist. She would smile endearingly, and hope he was still pleased by the way the shift looked on her...though very plain the soft silk was both warm and light, and flowed well as she moved. She wondered if he would want the collar on as they walked through the city, or if he would hand her the dagger and have her guard him this time...

With a smile she would realize she hadn't reported back yet, and would speak softly in her musical voice.* "Jamus Sir, the city is just past the bend, perhaps a candlemark with the Caravan, or a few moments ride if you wished us to go on ahead. The gates are set to be open for many hours yet, the wings carried words of dusk as the closing time." *She would smile winningly, glad to be trusted by him, and even more pleased to offer him service...he is a good master to her, and she has been trying hard to find new ways to serve him.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Fri Sep 21, 2007 11:53 am

He was sitting rather precariously on a wagons side. The caravan was by far a slower way to travel then he would normally have preferred, but with the distance to be traveled it was far safer. They had come from Mordare; on they have traveled through bog and fen, through Tia'mira and a place aptly known as Chaotic Realms. This adventure had honestly taken far more turns and twists then either would have guessed.

But what they seek is claimed to lie within the borders of the once mighty and currently rebuilding Tallendon. The high wizard would still be dressed in bright prismatic colors like always, and as the caravan slowed to get details about whatever the scouts were reporting now. Jamus hopped off his perch and landed rather lithely for a Man Child. He moved up to the Caravan Master and exchanged a few words with him. He was a short stubby man. And had he a beard he might be thought a tall dwarf. Yet that was probably why the man stayed clean shaven.

Out of no where he heard Silma buzzing on the wind. The ball of light bothered several people on this caravan but had harmed none yet. That of course meant that again he had not heard his little slave girl walk up to him. He still wondered how she was always so quiet. But it was not worth asking her. He had simple come to accept it.

Turning swiftly but not violently he smiled at her out stretched hand. Taking the ribbon offered he would tie it gently in place on her wrist in a neat and rather pretty bow. Then looking into her sparkling and beautiful eyes he would smile and kiss her cheek. She brought good news and he was tired of this carriage. A horse ride it would be, besides his horse had spent more then enough time getting poorly exercised. He would nod after her words were done and take her by the hand and lead her over to the cart their stuff was in. Neither had much and it was condensed further by the large sack of holding he carried.

He lifted up the object and opened it. He rummaged around a bit even though he need not to, and pulled out both her collar and knife. He wasn’t positive which would be more fitting. He knew that this Empire allowed slavery, but it was not as prevalent as it was in Mordare. Yet at the same time due to the recent political collapse and rebuild it might not be safe. Simple answer then, both. An armed slave left more questions and fewer willing to ask*

“I think we should air on the side of strangeness here Lyra if you dont mind. I want you to wear both the collar and the blade. I dont expect trouble, but one never knows right Dove?"

*He poured on his charm as he brushed a few stray locks from her face. After a moment, assuming she agreed like always, he would clasp her collar in place. Long ago he had discarded the simple and rather crude leather collar she once wore. It since had been replaced be a very intricate and rather unique one made of a rather soft yet remarkably strong hide known as Vert-Kennan. This soft as silk form of leather was stronger then mythril and was used in several of his armors pieces. This very ornate chocker was custom fit so it didn’t bother his little beauty, and very detailed in the art on it. Yet the pictures were only one piece of the puzzle seen by the eye. The entire scene displayed on it was not drawn on. Yet the borders of all lines were runes from the ancient language of the Uthgarn nations.

Then he offered her a simple yet some how elegant sheath that held her prized blade. A simple rope braid belt to tie it round her waist was on it and it was decorated in the language of her people. It had taken many a month’s research to find the exact phrase that was written on her sheath, but she had grown on him in their time together and was well worth it… Offering a rich smile he would call the Moon-Blade to his right hand, even in the form of a stave it was a powerful weapon dedicated solely to its master. The runic carvings inscribed on its haft would speak volumes of its power to any whom could understand the quizzical language it was written in. But those few would also know this weapon would only ever work for its master. And ownership was none transferable.

A simple whistle and Thayne would trot over; she was a beautiful mare of deep Red, a rare breed to ever be seen off the shores of Bannock Bern. Her White lightly tanned leather saddle and darker tanned saddle bags looked rather poor until a closer inspection revealed them to be just as intricately detailed as Lyra’s collar. He placed one foot in his stirrup and pulled himself up on to Thayne’s strong back and offered a hand down to Lyra*

“Will you ride with me? Or do you prefer to fly my lovely?
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Wed Sep 26, 2007 8:42 pm

She would repress her constant startlement at the speed of his movements as he spun, letting his smile reassure her that he is not displeased. She would blush as he kissed her cheek, and smile as she bit her lower lip and looked down for a moment. Following in a docile manner she would keep as close to him as she could…when she didn’t sometimes people found ways to touch, or attempt to touch her that she very much didn’t like. As her Jamus rummaged through his belongings she would wait patiently, allowing him time to do whatever he wanted, accepting calmly that her time was his to waste or cherish.

As he turned with both her blade and her pretty new collar she would lift an eyebrow in question, which he immediately answered. She would blush lightly in embarrassment, she aught to know better by now than to question him, yet her time before being sold occasionally left her with doubts. She would immediately nod, and would stare at his brilliant eyes as he brushed aside a few stray hairs, hoping he still liked the way her hair curled gently when she let it dry in the winds. Feeling the collar clasp she would gently shake her head, letting her hair fall into place around the collar, feeling so much more reassured now that the badge of her place in life is in place firmly.

She took the blade from him with a smile, nodding in agreement as she unconsciously caressed the sheath after settling it around her waist. Giving her blade a pat she would tilt her head as he summoned his weapon as well, wondering how to phrase the question in her mind. She would be busily thinking as he called over his other slave, his horse Thayne. Surprisingly enough, she had gotten along well with the beautiful mare, and though the ground was still slower than the skies, Sometimes the slower pace gave more time to see things. Still thinking she would only barely catch Jamus’ motion as he gracefully settled into the saddle, and his question would throw away most of her thoughts.

Getting ready to answer with a smile that the sky was calling, she would see the gesture of his outstretched hand with double-vision, overlaid with another face, a familiar place, before it would vanish, leaving her smiling light it was gifting day as she took his hand, and grabbed a hold tightly as her wings had occasionally dragged her from the horse when a strong enough wind blew. Hugging herself against his back as the started towards the city she would suddenly remember the question, and ask him softly as he directed Thayne through the crowds.

“Jamus, Sir, Are we going to have trouble’s here? Or will we be able to find more of what it is that you seek?”

She would ask trustingly, still unaware of the purpose mages have for an Avariel, and in her innocence unable to imagine her trusted Jamus cutting off her wings in a spell. Perhaps the way he had allowed her to defend herself from strangers led her to a deeper trust than was wise, but perhaps something in Jamus lent itself to her trust…he had yet to take anything from her she had not offered, though unaware of her appeal to him, she knew that most master’s did not leave a virgin in that way for very long, though not sure what they did do. She would shrug at the odd thought and hugs tighter to his back, wondering why none of the other mages they had met on their travels had such strong builds, or armor…and would smile at him in case he turned back to answer her.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Fri Oct 26, 2007 7:10 pm

It wasn’t odd that she seemed lost in thought for a moment, without her memories it must be bound to happen. After all, he knew she had snippets of them, and he didn’t bother to pry as she randomly drifted off. She must just be having a thing like déjà vu. Nothing more, nothing really less, it was just a memory drifting by like a leaf on the currents in the mid summer, something that came and went, and generally left her with a very cute embarrassed look. He would smile deeply as she joined him astride Thayne. It was nice how well she fit on the rolled up padding behind him and with Thayne's large size it didn’t even seem uncomfortable, he hoped. Other then in wind storms, those were cute. Other then when she manage to pull him off the horse as well, but even that could be funny at times

As she held tight to him he would make a clicking sound and Thayne would walk on gracefully through the grasses as Jamus bowed his goodbyes to the Caravan Master. Bracing his stave on his right foot he would look over his shoulder as Lyra spoke to him and he would think carefully about the answer. Yes, he believes that the great library here would hold a lot of information for him. But that wasn’t the only reason he was here. It was an Elven city. And he needed to learn about Avarials as best as he could. And her fellow Elves should know something more then a Human city would. However with this Empire being still on rocky ground after a war and rebuilding, it wasn’t likely to be completely safe either. Good thing the little minx behind him was very skilled with that razor shard blade she carried. And of course the moon blade would serve him well*

“Yes Lyra I believe we will find pieces to the puzzle in this kingdom. And who knows, maybe we can find information on you here. Or at least your kind. Maybe we can find out where those ever soft hands came from? I hope we will not find any trouble, but I heard that the new Emperor isn’t exactly the most reliable type. Something was in the wind about a Regent taking his place. And without knowing whose idea that is it, is better to air on caution then anything else. Don’t you agree?”

He would smile towards her as well as he rode towards the massive gates of the city. This was honestly built rather well but Elven craftsmanship was only bettered by dwarves, being showy. But he did prefer the open air felling of an Elven city over the extravagance of a Dwarven one any day. And from what he had read Lyra would agree, whether she knew it or not.

As they rode within a hundred feet of the gates they entered a large gathering of people as they entered the city. Nothing too much, but still it was a crowd and therefore had a kind of funk. One reminiscent of body order and rat on a stick, to say the least it was close to the stench of humans. Just with more breathing room. He hoped there was a bathing rule in this city. Maybe not for the commoners, but the Inn had better have not only a bath, but some very clean bedding. He wouldn’t sleep on less then the best. Unless it was required so he could be near his Slave. He wasn’t sure why but he had taken a very firm liking to her. It was more then how sweet and trusting she was, but he couldn’t figure it out all together

As Jamus drifted for a moment Thayne guided them through the crowds towards the gates and drifted them gently inside, there was a tavern in view. Presumably not the best one in town. The ones nearest the gates never were. But occasionally they did offer decent places to sleep, and in an Elven city it should be sizable enough. Depending on how much was here to be found he might have to rent an estate. That would require more servants then just Lyra though, but those were generally easy to come by and maybe he could find someone to help him get rid of those baser desires she kept brining up in him. He would truly hate to take her virginity to find out for some reason the spell required it. That would be most distressing; Avarials are rare enough as it is., finding another young virgin female in the slave trade would be far more work then it was worth.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Nov 13, 2007 10:48 pm

*She would watch him think about her question as they rode towards the city, and would simply nod in agreement of his logic...as she almost always did. When they reached the city gates and she was able to see how the crowd had swelled in the course of the ride she would hide her face behind his shoulder, peering around cautiously as they slowed to move through the crowd. She would keep a tight grip on him, and a cautious eye on those near enough to try something....hoping that today will not be a test of her bladedancing. Looking around the area she would notice they were heading towards one of the nearer taverns, something they only rarely did due to the way her Jamus thought things should be. She would tilt her head and make a soft questioning noise, so that he could hear if he wanted to.*

*On the edge of the market she would see many shops, and she would smile brightly, lighting up her face.* "Jamus, may we search for the oil?" *She would sound excited and happy, proud that she remembered such a small thing that had managed to escape them for so many markets. This oculd be her chance to find more ways to make him smile at her...he often thought her entertaining at market.* "Or, perhaps we aught to settle our things in first, right?" *She would speak softly, for him alone, with trust in her voice as he has always been kind to her.*

*Holding on behind him she would watch the area, enjoying the play of people as they moved about thier business. She would relax a touch as the sky cleared for a moment, letting the sun soak into her soul. Perhaps he would let her try an instrument again...he had discovered she was able to play most of them...and it was such fun to dance and play and sing...perhaps he would find something here. Maybe they would stay awhile...though his familiar might fuss if it got too calm. Silly Silma, always looking for trouble. She would laugh softly thinking of some of his idea's of a good time, and hug Jamus tighter for a second in shared happiness.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Mon Dec 10, 2007 7:25 pm

* Like usual Lyra agreed with him and snuggled close against him as he rode through town. He did not fear any one really attacking them, but there was no point in making his bodyguard under estimate a foreign city. True he said there was talk in the air about a regent taking this kingdom over. However, it was not heated and that gave hints. It was by the lords’ hands, not his court that such a bargain was first offered. This meant that the ruler feared he was doing poorly, or something had recently come up that was taking time from his duties. However, with a new queen came new heirs. It was possible the king was just taking time off to spend with them. Only something an Elf would think of.

As the rode near by to a bizarre he smiled at Lyra’s request, He had all but forgotten about the Oils she wanted. It was not rudeness but she was very good at pleasing him with out any form of outside help that he forgot about her desire to do it as she was presumably first taught. He saw no harm in that activity. Besides there were some components he needed to regain after the travels. And maybe they would have a line on some of the ones he had figured out for the ritual. In fact, why not, the sun was still high; there was no need to get a room yet. How hard would it be to find a good one in an Elven city? They all had balconies of some form, and with his coin, getting a very large suite should be easy*

“Lyra my dove, your right, we should go to the bizarre first. It sounds like fun, and if they do not have the oils you seek, I am certain we can find other things to tickle your fancy as well.“

*He turned to ride them towards a nearby stable and then threw a coin to the groom with a smile. He was going to earn it taking care of this horse. But only because Jamus would expect the best, and take no alternatives. He motioned for Lyra to dismount and then he would as well once she was out of the way*

“Boy, this horse needs the best feed, and a long brushing. The better you do the longer my patronage will be yours. Her name is Thayne, Take good care of her, as she is far smarter then your average horse. And do make certain the gates are locked, for she may well leave if she does not like you to much. * “Then turning to Lyra as he handed over the reins.* “My dove, lead the way. I wish to see that smile that comes with new toys.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Dec 11, 2007 11:19 am

Walking down the streets passing by people silently and swiftly wearing his black robes as they wrapped around his body they were made of silk he had no weapons on him only a few minor spells that is well enough for him to be able to defend himself, he did however secretly have a dagger hidden beneath his black cloak that he wrapped around his body if such magic failed him he had never yet used the magic before nor has he attempted too. He continued to wonder the streets several people pushing into him as some women tried to even seduce him Darian paying them no heed what so ever knowing these parts well.

'' Come on my darling and I show you a good time tonight '' the women snuck up wrapped her arms around Darian, Darian looked up ahead of him and the crowd he turned to face the women who stood behind him she was older then him bout in her late 30's Darian eyes narrowed at her she wore leather outfit and black make up almost appeared to be Gothic. '' No thanks '' he offered his words calm as he turned around and marched off, she was taken aback and surprised upon him declining such an offer. He had other business too attend too

In the distance he spotted to strangers whom he never seen before hin his life as he spent already several days scouting out this place and observing the people here he was the only human who stayed inside this elven stronghold. He moved silently down the streets making his way towards them though they were leaving so it seems from his stand point he wondered if he should follow them to see what they were up too perhaps to even offer his assistance perhaps they needed someone to show them around '' Excuse me ma'am and sir '' he moved quickly towards them.

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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Sun Dec 23, 2007 6:49 pm

*She would squeeze him tightly and grin into his shoulder as he agreed. Wiggling her feet in joy as she tried to thank him quietly. As they came to a stop in front of a nice stable she would obey Jamus' signal to dimount and would jump down gracefully in a swirl of white silk. She would pet the other slave gently as she waiting for the Master to finish his transaction, as light on her feet as any hollow boned girl can be. As Jamus turned to her after taking care of Thayne she would be preparing to lead him out into the market as another man approached them.*

*She would move into a more protective position, slower to in front of her Master, though far enough to the side that if he wanted or needed to cast she would not be in his way..she hoped. She would be quite confused by the man's words...Ma'am? Not being something she ever recalled being referred to, she looked around for a moment trying to see if he mgiht man someone else. As he walked directly up to them she would end up staring at him...his black robes remind her of something...from a more recent place...one she aught to eb able to recall...with a brilliant smile she would remember...the Truthteller, from Kear...thats who the robes reminded her of, though these were black instead of grey. She would wonder what they meant.*

*She would end up smiling at him as she stared slightly, dropping the defensive position, and letting Jamus tell her how to proceed.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Mon Dec 31, 2007 8:18 pm

* Jamus Dismounted with an air of propriety, he was not stuffy, or rude. He was just proper. His mages stave still in hand as he spun to see the noise approaching. After a moment Lyra’s defensive stance told him, the braggart in black was headed towards them directly. And what was it he called out.. Ma’am? And sir? Well at least he got it half-right.

With a sigh Jamus gently rest a hand on Lyra’s shoulder to let her know there was no threat from this Tout before them. With a gently smile he pulled Lyra protectively into an embrace. He did not want this young lout getting any ideas because of his she was dressed. The look he saw in the boy before them was just that of a simple tout so he allowed him to take on that role. And as he neared Jamus moved his hand gently on Lyra’s neck accentuating the extremely detailed and exquisite slave collar she wore. Then after a gently pleasing stroke of the side of her neck he spoke to the boy before him*

“Kind Tout, as much as I am certain Lyra enjoys hearing your strange words, but please keep ones station in life correct when addressing them. If you know where we can acquire a few foreign object from this bizarre then I can find a few coins to pay for your time young guide. Nevertheless, if not then I will not need your services.”

* He was not being rube to the male before him he had just assumed he was not what he was. After all, whom other then a paid guide would ask to escort you around town. He moved his hand gently over Lyra’s skin and down her arm as he waited for the man to speak. He was in a slightly possessive mood all of a sudden. But didn’t want to annoy the Elven culture around them by being over dominating in his possessing of her *
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Mon Jan 07, 2008 7:59 pm

Stopping dead in his tracks after he gazed upon the women and the men who now stood there he looked upon them '' You are in a Realm known as Tallendon home of the Elven Lords, Lazuli runs the Empire you are upon. As for what you are looking for if you tell me what the items may be perhaps I can lend some assistance I have scouted the area well enough to know where to go '' His words were calm. '' So may I ask of your names? So I may not refer you to ma'am or sir? '' A female passed by them her purse was hanging out with several gold pieces inside it, quickly his hands reached in there the women who passed barely notice as if she was in some strange trance in her own world walked by. Darian snatched the gold pieces and flipped them in his hands and looked at the two '' There not very bright most of them '' he chuckled amusingly. '' I am not Elven infact im more human then anything ...'' he quickly added before he fell silent.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Fri Jan 11, 2008 7:36 pm

Lyra would be gretly reassured by the gentle touch of her master, telling her this will not be a battle. She would lean into it when he pointed the tell-tale mark of slavery to the newcomer...his warm hand would feel nice enough she would smile and think of purring at him...before deicing that perhaps now is not the time, though maybe later. She would barely hear Jamus' words, since he is dealing with the situation all that is needed is her cooperation. When he touched her arm again she would lean visibly into it, enjoying being something he treasured.

Watching the interplay between the stranger and her master she would tilt her head in curiosity, he acts strangely in her eyes. He hasn't spoken of gold yet..or tried to reach into thier pockets...perhaps he didn't like elves? Her pointed ears would be visible through her soft mane, though perhaps her wings would make him think her other. In truth she is Avariel...and long lost to her kin and kind. She would startle a bit under Jamus' hand as he took from the elf...was he a thief looking for trouble? She thought Jamus wanted quiet and he might not be very nice to the man if he bothered him...Though...one could never really tell.

She would smile up at her master, waving her wings gently to feel the breeze through her feathers, taking in the surroundings of this city..enjoying the tree's and lack of filth that she becaome used to in human cities during thier travel. A quick laugh would escape her, as she thought of the thrill of the sea, and how much pleasure there is to be had in new places.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Wed Jan 30, 2008 2:50 am

Jamus looked the young thief over he was not certain this was the kind of escort he wanted. But it was leverage he might be able to hold over the idiot. He smiled as he spoke but he didn’t not give away anything he did not want this person to know. It was something he was used to doing. And this little thief was not going to get more then anyone else would.*

“She seeks some form of oil that can be used on the skin as a lubricant. And please call her Lyra. But do not give my pet a title. I am Jamus. You can call me Lord but I won’t tell you which house I hail from, not after seeing your roaming fingers. If you can find what she seeks then I may have use for you to collect what I seek as well. How well versed are you in herbs and mysticism?”

Jamus would calmly wait the answer of the young boy before them. His posture gave away his obvious grooming and upper crust raising. Yet his words were not the same demanding tone used by most lords or nobles. However, his dislike of this thief was very easy to tell by any outward glance. Yet it was not that he disliked him it was his overly public methods. Had the child hot shown off his thieving it would not have bothered him. But someone arrogant like that was bound to get caught. And he dint want to be too cloce to him when that happened.. but he might want to be close enough to watch the guards beat him stupid for being flashy

He continued to touch Lyra’s skin gently. The soft warmth of her body had always made him want to touch her. But it was made far better when she touched him. And maybe if this oil could be found she might be more willing to do that more often. A good body rub from her took hours off the day. And could ease the pains of any bad chair or stupid errand. He still occasionally wanted to know about her past. But he never forced the topic. She knew what she knew and he was grateful for his lucky find in buying her.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Feb 19, 2008 6:44 pm

Standing there thinking for a moment of a place where they could seek such an items '' I would travel to Tai'mira and into there markets im sure there be something there you'd need, go to the Order of Arcane there is a travel gate near there to the floating island you see above you in the distance, oh and no making hostile moves the lord in the land does not like such things also they do have very exotic perfumes and cloaks you might like bought a few myself.. '' Well Lyra and Jamus I know it is not my business of why you are here. Well I must be off got more things to take care of and good luck on your search '' He turned and walked down the opposite path and soon vanished between the alley ways
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Sun Mar 09, 2008 11:58 am

*Leaning into her masters touch she would not be paying much attention to the robed man, since Jamus was dealing with it, she didn't really need to. She would be suprised when he suddenly left and would look up at Jamus with some confusion in her eyes before reaching out a hand tentatively and touching his arm for reassurance - giving hm time to tell her no if he so desires.*

"Sir? ... Was that strange?" *She would speak softly as always, often strangers thought she didn't speak for so few had heard her. The question was sincere, The lack of formative memories caused her to often wonder if things were supposed to be the way they were, and wonder at other times why some things seemed strange to others.*

*She would open her violet eyes wide as she looked at him trustingly. Something strange flickered in her mind again as she looked at his mage staff, it was a hint of warning, a slight alarm about somethign she just couldn't remember. She felt a flash of something like anger, or maybe fear she just oculdn't define what it was and it wasn't something she knew to feel or explain....she brushed it off again and waited for her Jamus to choose thier directions.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Wed Apr 09, 2008 7:24 pm

Jamus cocked his head to the side while the strange youth went on. He seemed more of a traveling salesmen now then either rogue or tout. However, as he parted ways so suddenly with him and Lyra he smiled. Better to not have a thief in his midst in the first place. Specially one so stupid as to steal in his presence. Shaking his head at the poor sap as he left he felt Lyra touching his arm. Carefully he moved her hand to his chest and looked down at her *

“Yes Pet? Yes, that was extremely odd, but when surrounded by elves many strange things tend to happen. Come on. Lets off to find those oils. I think after such a long ride I will be in need of them, and your expert hands.”

* he would smile at her showing no deviousness for there was none right now. He was being selfish true. But she should be accustomed to that by now. And he never let any of her needs go, he even catered to several of her strange wants often. but that is all in trade. He would lead her on into the bizarre before them with a grin and tell her to be careful. But he was just happy watching her flit from thing to thing.

He always enjoyed seeing her eyes light up, every now and then he wondered if it was from memories or just plan excitement to see s many thing he took for granted for the first time. Having amnesia sure made her a lot more fun then a regular slave. Though not taking her virginity become difficult at time. but he was never going to take the chance of ruining her for the spell. After all he was fairly certain that this kingdom would hold the answers he sough. And then the ritual could begin
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Apr 15, 2008 1:21 pm

*Smiling as he moved her hand from his arm to his chest she would feel the pulse of his heart beneath her hand, a strangely warming sensation in her own chest. At his confirmation she would light up with happiness at his approval of her evaluation. It always made her feel good when she was doing right things for him. She would grin at him as even after the odd encounter he was still willing to look at the Bazarre...she like markets and enjoyed the sights and sounds so long as it didn't get too crowded.*

*She would flit off as light on her feet as possible, occasionanly stirring her wings behind her but more often pulling them as tightly against her behind as she could, trying to keep from getting feathers pulled or any of the other strange things that have happened. Maybe here she will not be stared at quite so strangely, it cannot be so uncommon for an elf to have wings, can it?*

*She would stare happily around the market, moving from booth to booth, checking out each vendor with enthusiasm and obivous glee, occasionally pointign out things to Jamus that he might be interested in. Books, and some spell components that she thought he had run out of during thier travels. She was having such a nice time that she let herself wander on ahead while Jamus was at a different stall purchasing something. It was at a bathing shop that she found it. A clear, unscented bathing oil, that would be Perfect for what she knew somehow she needed. She would grab it and walk towards Jamus with a huge grin, before the BathShops proprietor would grab her by the arm and start shouting "THIEF!" In her startlement at being touched she would just try to jerk away, suddenly crying as she feared her Jamus would be mad for her going on ahead without him.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Thu Apr 24, 2008 6:19 pm

Jamus would watch his personally toy flit off with a high level of personal satisfaction . Both her body was exceptionally beautiful, and entirely his. He had been teaching her to never feel immodest in his presence and was well rewarded with a very intimate knowledge of her form. And her desire to please him with it.

But he did not let her. As much as he wanted to know every part of her, there was one completely off limits. Nothing would make him nearly as annoyed then to have tasted her forbidden fruit only to find that he needed a virginal Avariel in his rituals. And it was not like they grew on trees.. In forests maybe. But he had yet to find those either.

He followed behind her as she moved form stall-to-stall pointing things out she remembered he needed. And he often found himself purchasing those things because she was very right about the need. However, he also had secretly arranged to have delivered a new silk shift as well as cape for her. He was not fully certain how she would wear a cape. But it was very pretty and he loved watching her eyes light up at pretty things.

He was deeply involved in haggling over the price to dragon’s scales and a tome of Medivh the he missed the little elves flitting to a booth filled with bath salts and oils. However even though he cared not about thief’ or the fate they earned for being poor at their trade his eyes turned over to the man who screamed it out just like everyone else’s

He was instant caught with panic as he saw her clutching to Lyra. A Salve master always got in trouble for his possessions dealings. And He was afraid that for a change money might not be able to quell this disturbance.

Silma flitted of like lightning and flashed her powers over the mans wrist as he tried to drag Lyra back. Instantly he would cry out at the pain of a year of life being ripped through his hand, and Lyra would be released. But Jamus was not to her as fast as a guardsmen who was drawing a sword.

The crowds cleared back fast, but Jamus drew the moon blade faster and its flaming light drew the guards attention to him. A quick parry of the Guards inept attack and Jamus almost took the idiots hand for him daring to attack him. Instead, he killed the blades powers so he could explain.

“She is my slave and knows no better. I will pay triple the price of what she has, but you must not harm her”

The guard wary of the wizard know turned to the shopkeeper who nodded quickly and -scurried away from the mystically flaming sword and the will-o-the-wisp that had attacked him.

Jamus didn’t count or argue. He merely took the pouch from his hp and dropped it in the merchants lap. It was far more then double the price of the oil but Lyra was worth far more then he dropped. So he didn’t care. He simply took Lyra’s hand forcibly and lead her very quickly away form that place and down the nearest ally way he could find.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Sat Apr 26, 2008 11:31 pm

*Frozen with Fear that Jamus would be mad at her she was crying heavily as Silma flickered up and caused the merchant to release her roughly, falling away from the shouting man as he attempted to kick at her with a shout. She didn’t even register the guard bearing down on her until the flare of Jamus’ blade flashed to her side. The merchant was attempting to grab her again and she was trying to scurry away, with her wings beneath her it was a difficult task. She would struggle to her feet as Jamus spoke to the shopkeeper and the city guard and would cower a little as he grabbed her by the hand and led her away.*

*Her eyes would be filled with tears, and pouring down her face as she silently cried and she would be shaking her head as she simply followed without looking where he led* “Jamus, Master…I am so sorry, I am sorry, and I didn’t mean to cause trouble….please don’t be mad” *Her voice was quiet, soft, almost a whispered plea to him. She had never done something so foolish before, the worst things that had happened were other people did not know what the rules were and she still obeyed. But he always told her to not cause trouble, and she had now. And she knew how much was in that pouch, much much more than the cost of the oils…which she had left behind in the shop.*

*She sobbed harder and looked up at him with her violet eyes wide. She hated disappointing him, it was the worst thing ever. He didn’t hit her, or bind her, but when she was not able to follow his instructions she had to stay close to him and was not allowed to do her daily flights, or guard practice…and what if he was mad enough he wouldn’t let her massage him? She would cry. It was important that she please him, make him happy, do what he told her and she KNEW it…how could she mess it up their first day in town.*

*Her heart sank as she took deep breaths until her crying was controlled. She would save it for when she was alone tonight or at least with Silma and not her Jamus. Closing her eyes she would take a breath and straighten her shoulders, steeling herself for the worst case she could imagine…him not wanting her anymore…and open her eyes to look and see what his face showed.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Sun May 11, 2008 11:31 am

Jamus was glad to be far away from the crowds. He had not hurt the guard because he did not want the time in jail. Nevertheless, he could not let them hinder his slave. He needed her whole and intact for the ritual. Or at least he assumed he did. He really was not sure. Even though his words were harsh his voice never raised into a shout.

“Damnit Lyra you know better then to walk off like that. You are supposed to stay close to me while we are in a market! Why did you wander off like that?”

In contradiction to his tone, he held her gently by her shoulders while he spoke. To onlookers it would not seem like a slave master scolding his pet in a side alley. Unless they could hear his words to her. Instead it looked just like a couple talking privately, of course the girl was crying and the boy was not truly comforting her, but it still looked like a couple talking .perhaps they were just recovering from an argument.

As her crying falters and she took control of herself, again Jamus’s expression changed, from annoyance to worry. He needed to keep her. with out her wanting to be at his side he would have a harder time completing the rituals, and gaining the power he so sought to take from her. as she opened her eyes fully he flashed her a winning smile and he leaned in and kissed for forehead very gently and sweetly.

“Shhh its okay, I am sorry. I did not mean to yell. Are you all right my dove? Did they do more then started and scare you?”

He told himself he was asking out of concern for the ritual, damaged goods might not work as well. But there was more then that showing on his face, and not all of the emotions was faked which made it all the more difficult to detect the misdirection’s and hidden desire. After the soft kiss, he would take her hand and lead her further away from here. There was still a want to have explored the markets, but she had just made him deem it far to unsafe, specially if that guard complained to the wrong people
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Thu May 15, 2008 8:16 pm

*Before she regained her composure his rough words would cause her to shrink visibly, moving her hair so that it would fall into her face, hiding her from his unhappiness, as well as him from her disobedience*

“I was just looking, I wanted to…to make you smile at me…”

*She would bite her lip and square her shoulders, lifting her hands in between them enough to push back her hair as she braves herself to look at the expected disappointment in his eyes…and she would be shocked at the emotion in his eyes when she looked at him. He smiled at her and she leaned into the kiss on her forehead with a sigh. He was nothing like she had expected, and the longer she traveled with him the harder of a time she had thinking of him as anything other than Her Master, Her Jamus.

The other slaves had warned her of pain, punishments for any kind of possible offense, and the Slave Market and Master of Mordare had most definitely shown themselves capable of any kind of nightmare. She could see still clearly in her mind the look the Slave Master had given her, the promise of pain and breaking and never being whole…and yet somehow she had found a Master who let her serve him in so many ways, letting her try to tend to him even as she learned anew about service.

She would meet his eyes again with her trusting violet ones filled with the desire to make amends for failing to obey. “I am well Master Jamus, I am so sorry, I will not ever leave your side in a market again…”* She would look at him with pleading eyes* “Please let me make it better…don’t send me away…please”*She would bite her lip, afraid that he would replace her, send her away, get a better servant to do things for him, letting him see her desire to please him, keep him happy, take care of him. The look on his face would re-assure her; he still looked at her like he saw something he should keep.*

*She would follow the hand leading her silently, hoping to make him see how obedient she is, how good she can be…perhaps she can make up for her trouble-making ways If she is good enough. She would follow gently, watching for trouble*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Fri May 30, 2008 5:17 pm


Jamus lead her on silently for quite some time. He took several turns through alleyways and smaller back streets as they left that area of town. All the while Silma zipped ahead of them as a guide to get her master and friend to another place that would offer more safety to the pair.

As they changed districts, the feelings in the air changed. The city smelled less sweaty and much earthier. Flowers became for more abundant and the scents of gardens were hidden behind estate walls. And ivy was taken the hard angles of the stone construction and softening it with life. The street widens and even alleyways took on a far happier and cleanlier feeling. A few people were out on these streets. Most were fairly well dressed but still obviously at least to Jamus as servants of one kind or another.

Jamus smiled at the wicked idea that entered his mind, was it possible there was an estate for rent that he could use? That would be excellent, it was nice having Lyra to tend to his every need. Nevertheless, there was only one he could not indulge in with her, and where as she had ways of “mimicking” it. He was honestly slowly going insane from her sweet innocence. And it did not help that one slip of his tongue would have her willingly involved in acts of sin with him. Only his desire for the rituals completion had left her able to chase unicorns. However, if he ever found out that that was not a requirement their relationship would take a far more, “Jointly Intimate” turn.

Nevertheless, for now he again shook of those thoughts. Perhaps he could find a trained companion for a small while. Something cleaner and more ept at social settings then a common harlot. And very much more respect full of the nature of why she was needed then a brothel girl. However if it came down to it even one of those would suffice to slack the ever growing desire that Lyra was only able to slow and not fix.

Thankfully he saw a bankers shop before he could continue toying with the devilish ideas that entered his mind, so with a quick change of direction he lead his sweet Lyra to its door and then inside so he could attempt to find out if they might know of any available properties for the winter, or possible longer. As the entered, he pulled her close to him and whispered into her ear.

“You are behaving exceptionally well my sweet little Pet, tonight I will reward you with time to fly before we have our baths and massage.”
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Jun 03, 2008 9:58 pm

*She would follow as quick on her feet as she was capable of, moving gracefully at his side. It wasn’t until the cityscape changed that she realized how far they had moved into the city. She would look down each time they walked past another person in the street. She had been taught not to make eye contact unless you were told to, and though Jamus had not ever really reviewed that rule, it made sense to her. One didn’t want to mislead others into thinking they were speaking to an equal, keeping her eyes down kept people aware that they were interacting with a Slave.

She would look around in awe as the city became more and more beautiful. The open space beautiful estates widening her eyes as she took in the passing view, keeping her eyes down but still trying to look all around her. She would be followed well, keeping the distance to Jamus close, without being in his way. She would be very careful even as the scenery distracted her. When he led her inside a building she would wonder what it was, before shaking off the question, knowing if he wanted her to know he would tell her.

She would smile at him as she bit her lip hopefully, letting him see her happiness that he was not displeased with her. She would look up at him as if she wished to speak, making a soft noise. She wasn’t sure what she should do to wait, did he wish her to guard, or to simply stand by and await instruction. She was often very patient and was quite good at playing statue…Perhaps someday she would remember where she had learned so very much…perhaps not.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Fri Jun 27, 2008 12:34 am




Lyra had behaved very well since the incident, and in truth, Jamus had not been mad at her ever. He was worried yes, but not mad. He knew she was very simple minded, and often forgetful, but he had been so involved in haggling that his mind wondered and he got careless. Lesson one he learned back in school, carelessness killed. It might not always kill you, but it was generally extremely painful in one way or another. this time it had almost cost him his perfectly healthy and beautiful slave. Which might ruin his ritual, and that was just not something he was going to suffer through!

But it was not something he had to worry about any longer, she was safe, whole, and still his. And currently playing statue nearby while he wrapped up a quick business negation to rent an estate for while he was here in this dreary Elven city. A large one with a courtyard, attic, and plenty of high vaulted ceilings it seemed. Apparently, the Elf housing broker had at least some knowledge of Avarials. Paying an extra fee Jamus made certain the house would come furnished, staffed, and stocked.

Then after handing over the agreed on fees Jamus turned and did something odd. He took Lyra’s hand and opened the door for her to exit, then took her hand again as he moved down through the streets to where he was recently informed a decent dining establishment was. He had time to kill before the house was ready. And he was feeling a bit hungry. He could only assume she was going to be hungry soon as well since they had missed lunch by wondering the markets.

He would only seemingly have to go a few blocks before the smells of the restaurant were in the air enough for his human nose, and after two more turns, they were indeed there, and Jamus held his pets petite hand the whole journey. Then he even surprising help sit her like a gentlemen would his lover, not their slave.

“What do you think we should eat for a late lunch today?”

* He asked with a grin painted nearly irremovably on his lips as he looked her over with several carnal thoughts in his mind. It was a look she was certain to know, and understand. After all they spent all of their time near each other, and she had been used to sere almost every desire he ever had while they were alone on the road.
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Jul 29, 2008 6:03 pm

*She would smile at him as he turned to her after finishing his business – waiting for a sign as to her next instruction. When he took her hand and led her through the door she would smile in confusion at him while following at his side gracefully. When he continued to hold her hand through the streets she would tilt her head at him curiously while smiling happily. She liked to be in physical contact, it was pleasant.

She smiled as they turned into a restaurant, blushing nervously as he helped her sit. Perhaps something was wrong? Or mayhaps … well she was sincerely confused as she sat and even more confused when he asked her about lunch. His grin answered her question, if he was having fun she would try as hard as possible to ensure it continued. She thought for a long moment before biting her lip and speaking quietly.*

“You like Elven Cider? Perhaps some chilled cider and fresh bread?” *She didn’t want to be too forward, or to err for her Jamus, but she did want to see him smile. His crooked grin was a sign his thoughts were ones that always seemed to cause him discomfort, but he did enjoy them. Perhaps they would return to their inn and she could give him the massage he most enjoyed? Her violet eyes softened as she looked him and she would flush a little.

You weren’t supposed to like your master, were you? I mean, you were supposed to respect, obey, and acquiesce to your master, but…Like? She looked at his strange eyes, and Silma over his shoulder flitting near the doorway and had to look away with a strange smile. Perhaps she was a bad slave for liking him, but she did. She squared her shoulders and looked at him the question popping out in her soft confused voice.*

“Am I supposed to Like you? All the other slaves only ever talk of obedience, or pain…and I am given tasks, and flight. Am I…” *She was thinking normal, but was not sure how to phrase it, and the word wasn’t one that came to her easily…but she sat trying to find a word for good slave, or Avariel, or something and was coming up as blank as her memory normally was.*
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PostSubject: Re: View from Above   Tue Oct 28, 2008 2:03 pm

They sat at the table with many an onlooker offering a confused grin at the Avaerial in little clothing. But that was not to rare it seemed…. Jamus had noted many girls that didn’t not strike him as harlots wear gin less then normal amounts of clothing. And in time the people got over her clothing and seemed just fixed on her wings. Jamus of course was looking her over kind of shamelessly as she spoke to him.

“Yes I think some Cider and bread sounds like a great start.” he said with that smile still on his lips “but that doesn’t tell me what you wanted to eat my pet.”

To her next words, he only widened his grin and tapped the chair directly next to him to get her closer. He knew she would obey, and once she was there, he took her hand in his for a second, and then would put a hand intimately high on her thigh.

“You are supposed to like me yes, have I not offered you everything you want when its in your best interest? Have I not only punished you when needed? You are very dear to me my Lyra, and once we find what we are searching for, and I have a time to study it I think we may become even more apart of one another.”

In a particularly Jamus moment he moved his free hand up to her chin an cupped it lightly in his fingers. The hand on her thigh moved in a rather adult manner that went unseen by anyone around as he made certain he had her full intention, after all there was nothing better then light arousal to make certain your slave was hanging off your next action. But then in a strange never before done in public display he took her lips to his and kissed her lightly.

“Don’t fret over little things my pet. Other slaves have cruel and mean masters. They seek to ruin the joy you feel because they don’t get it for themselves. You’re a very good slave, and I fear I could never have come this far on my quest with out you… Shhh silence your words and think about our meal”

He looked over to a waiter and rather Jamus like snapped his fingers to get service… in a light huff the man came over and looked at the pair “you orders please?” he asked in a snooty way. Jamus of course ignored it and spoke over the waiters next words

“A Mug of chilled Cider for me, what ever kind of Bread plate you have for an appetizer and the lass wants”

His gesture towards Lyra was one that prompted her to fill in the blank with her desire.
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