Legends of Cadranite (Inactive)

Game Master Fallen_Mage

Season 1 - Shadows of the Past

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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

*shakes head*


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Well....we have to allow some time for your emotionally vulnerable state and the fact that you lost three years of your life.

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N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |

Jin smiles and scratches his chin and asks."Oh? What did you have in mind?"


Putting his head on her shoulder, she responded, "Et faciam. Et ex toto corde meo." Releasing her embrace, she moves over to the work table in the wagon and quickly throws something together. "Hic eum ut ad id Northmanni."

Elven:
"And I do. With all of my heart." "Here, this should help him get back to normal."


Female Human (1/2 Minkai) Rogue 7 (Knifemaster)

Leaning close Anyka whispers."If you have a wish list, prepare to cross a couple of them off." she says before gently nibbling the stealth mage's ear.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

I'm assuming it's a potion.

Christophe lets out a whistle in admiration. "Hoc tibi nesciebam peritus."

Elven:
"I didn't know you were this skilled."

He pours Tehanna's potion into Renard's bowl.


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HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

Tikkle slips into the cabin quietly, placing his arm under Gashka's head as he gently lays next to her. He begins to stroke her hair with the free paw, all the days events had been spinning through his head, but in her warm embrace they seemed to melt away. His other paw began to trace the smooth curve of her back and along her side as he cupped the side of her face and leaned in to kiss her. The kiss made Tikkle's whole world disappear, consumed in the growing fire of passion for the most beautiful woman in the world. He moved his kiss down to her neck and his paws began to wander across her more sensitive places.


A glimmer of pain shot across her face as she responded. "... Quod me non ut peritus meus sodalis fuit. Sed sat scio."

Elven:
"I'm not as skilled as...my mate was. But I know enough."


Weakly, the fox lapped up some the stew. While he still looked a little starved, his fur regained its full volume and color almost instantly. Looking up at Christophe, a feeling came over the Witch, "Better. Now I need to rest." Quickly glancing at Tehanna, "Take her above deck. She can help her more than I right now." Without another word, Renard curled up and went to sleep.


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Gashka smiles as Tikkle takes her in his arms and snuggles into him even further. As he starts caressing and kissing her she can't help the sounds of pleasure that escape her. As he begins to explore her more delicate places, she loses all of her senses in him and pulls him over on top of her.
With her head full of passion, and a heart full of fire and need, she looks up into his loving face as she strokes his fur.

"I don't know what I would have done if....if something had happened to you, Terra, or anyone else today. I don't want to lose a single second with you to anymore dark thoughts. I need you Tikkle, I need you now." She says it softly as she looks up at him, but the intensity of her need can be seen in her eyes, and felt in the warmth of those more sensitive areas.


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Christophe takes Tehanna's hand and leads her above deck. "Quia non plus sunt dies, quamquam, diutius novi, sentio. Laedit te scire, quantum antea, cur ego non intellego. Numquam quis ego, qui in vita tam fortiter Renard alias pro familia. Num prius quam nunc. Quoniam cogitatio mea, et cor meum. Voluntas est adulatioque paulo ineptiarum. Quamquam aetas, animus in pubis vix credat puer ego sum. Tu primus capere cordis oculos aperire mysteria tu primus amoris."

He wraps his arms around Tehanna gently. "Non revertetur retulit. Olim in tenebris non possumus. Solum possumus aedificare nostra futura tempora prospiciat et ..."

Chris' mind fumbles over the already said declarations of love and he falls silent for a moment. There was one thing that weighed on his mind, something he wouldn't say yet. He wanted to heal her, body and soul. There was one part of her that he could not heal, not yet. But it was too soon to make that promise to her, he didn't even know if he would live that long to fulfill it.

He turns her gently toward him. Actually, there was a second thing that preoccupied him as well. "Nolo autem vos."

The witch's face turns bright red at his admission.

Elven:
"Though it has only been a few days, I feel like I've known you much longer. I know how much the past hurts you, but I don't fully understand why. I have never had anyone in my life besides my family and Renard who I've felt so strongly for. Until now. You fill my thoughts, you fill my heart. Perhaps my fawning is a little silly. Despite my age, my mind still believes I am a boy barely into adulthood. You are the first to capture my heart, you are the first to open my eyes to the mysteries of love."

"We cannot turn back the clock. We cannot live in the shadows of the past. We can only look forward and build our futures..."

"I want you."


Tehanna was taken aback by this young man, and she wasn't sure how to react to such an admission. For she had only loved one other in her life, and he was no longer in this world. And that thought unfortunately brought about that terrible memory of that monster of a man. Taking half a step back, she said, "Christophorus cum solatio mihi confesso, ego me non arbitror ... ... qui paratus." She shuddered at the recollection of being violated. Rushing back into his arms, she sobbed "Commodo intellegere, ut ultricies ... cito."

Elven:
"Christophe, while I find your admission comforting, I...I don't think I'm quite ready for...that."

"Please understand, it's just...too soon."


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N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |

"It's more of a book really." Jin manages to say before the higher functions of his brain are lost in a haze.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Christophe holds Tehanna tight with one arm and runs his free hand through her hair. He looks into her eyes. "Scio me paenitet. Factum est cor meum, et ego me dicere volebant stultas nocebit."

He lets out a soft sigh. "Fac me tecum hac nocte manere in sinu tenere. Repelle a me somnium tuum. Si autem non egero, non semper in ferrum."

Chris smiles slightly and kisses Tehanna's forehead.

Elven:
"I know and I'm sorry. My heart is making me say stupid things and I'm not trying to hurt you."

"Let me stay with you tonight and hold you in my arms. Let me chase away your nightmares. And if I don't, I can always take a punch."


After sobbing a little more, Tehanna wiped away the tears and asked, "Renard Quid? Habeat quantum tibi, an non?"

Elven:
"What about Renard? He needs you as much as I, does he not?"


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Ut pedes lecti habere, si ita bene sit vobis," Christophe says, the smile not leaving his face.

Elven:
"He might enjoy the foot of the bed, if that's okay with you."


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Putting a hand on the side of his face, the Dark Elf said, "In te autem bonitatem dubitetis. Vade colligere tua, et adduc eum ad me et casa." With that she made her way towards her quarters.

Elven:
"And you doubted the goodness within yourself. Go collect your companion, and bring him to my cabin."


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Christophe nods as Tehanna leaves. "Ego autem maturius profecturum."

Elven:
"I will be there shortly."

He returns to the hold, his heart skipping beats. I will be a gentleman. I will, I will, I will.

Chris pats Chevalier and makes sure that he has enough feed before scooping up the fox. Words failed him at the moment, but he hoped that his familiar could feel the warmth of his heart and understand. He strokes the fox's fur for a moment before heading to Tehanna's quarters.


You're not sure, but you could have sworn you saw Renard smile briefly.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Chris raps on Tehanna's door lightly. "Suus 'me."

Elven:
"It's me."


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Who is Chevalier? Now I really feel like I'm missing something.....Yup, I'm totally lost. Lol Not like that's anything new with my soft bubble brain. Lol

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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

The horse.


HP 70/70 Panache=5 Swashbuckler 7 Init +6 AC/FF/T 21/15/16 | F+6 R+12 W+3 | Perc +8 +scent

chevalier is the horse. I think he belonged to Nox.

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Female Human (1/2 Minkai) Rogue 7 (Knifemaster)
Lo'Laan Jin wrote:

"It's more of a book really." Jin manages to say before the higher functions of his brain are lost in a haze.

"Well then.." Anyka says smiling as she takes his hand and leads him towrds the stateroom she'd chosen, "Promise to bring me breakfast in bed and we can take care of a few pages."

She pushes the door shut behind her and locks it.


Tehanna reached for the door, but hesitated. A small part of her still felt as if she was betraying Pharnox by inviting another man to stay the night with her. After what seemed like an eternity, she finally opened the door. In the time it had taken Christophe to retrieve Renard, the Elf had slipped into a black silk robe, trimmed in white, that one of Tikkles female crew members had given her. While it accented her curves, it also kept her appropriately covered. She offered a hand to Renard and asked, "Feeling better little one?"


Renard licks the offered hand and nods.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Sic est, quod non esset," Christophe says. "Tu timiditas parcere, non est realis, dormivit in strato annos."

Elven:
"I would take that as a yes. You'll have to forgive my nervousness, I haven't slept in a real bed for many years."


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Oh yeah.....Lol I had completely forgotten about the horse.

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Stepping aside to allow the pair in, she said, "Non multa, sed ut satis commode. Et gestatione certe adiuvat."

Elven:
"It isn't much, but it's comfortable enough. And the rocking certainly helps."


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Christophe sets Renard on the floor. "Sed invenimus in ulna tacite."

While he usually slept stripped to the waist, Chris thought it would send the wrong message if he did so now. He takes off his coat, laying it on a chair. Chris then sits on the edge of the bed, pulling his boots off. One of them proves to be too stubborn for him and he falls backwards.

Elven:
"Yes, I've found the rocking to be relaxing."


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Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Chris is so....just so innocent and sweet. It was like that when we met....of course I was still with someone when we met...and I was still with said someone when we got married, until I officially broke up with him. I think he had an idea things were bad though when I told him I needed some time to think things over. I did think things over and I decided I'd rather be married to Henry than with some emotionally unavailable lout that just wanted to keep me around to apparently take care of him and his sick child, the apartment, a cook, ect ect ect.

Originally it might have been his dark and brooding demeanor that attracted to me to him, but it was his heart that won me over, body, mind, and soul.....and he still does, everyday. Okay, sorry bout the mushy stuff. It's a really long complicated story. Lol I'll shut up now.


Tehanna couldn't help but smirk at how cute Christophe looked at rolling back on the bed. She helped him get back up to a sitting position, the Dark Elf then sat on the edge of the bed.


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Gratias tibi ago," Chris says, his brown hair covering his eyes. He brushes the hair out of his face and looks at Tehanna, his heart thudding in his chest. "Ut wisi stolam vultus tui."

Stupide! Can't you think of something better to say? He swallows hard and tries to hide his embarrassment at the pitiful comment.

Elven:
"Thank you."

"That robe looks nice on you."


Renard hops on the bed and nudges Chris a little closer to Tehanna, before curling up at the foot of the bed.


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Well...since Tikkle didn't say anything, I'm gonna take matters into my own hands....so to speak. Hehehehe >;oP

Lost in her own need and passion, she needs little encouragement as she deftly pulls off the black nightie in one motion, pulls him down close to her so he can feel the heat rising off of her body. Whispering softly of her love for him in his ear, she caresses every part of him until he is brought to the very brink of passionate insanity.

As he responds to her needs, she moans a little softly at first enjoying the tenderness of his touch before her mind is a torrent of passion. With a soft playful growl coming from the back of her throat she suddenly flips him over in bed with her on top of him, pinning him to the sheets.

They seem to lose track of time as they come together almost as one being. Each responding to the others needs with such fiery passion that it would make a succubus blush.

Finally spent, she collapses next to him and covers them with a sheet while her skin glistens with a sheen of sweat. Exhausted by their activity, she curls up next to him and lays her head on his chest. Her eyes feel heavy as they lay together and placing her hand over his heart she says sleepily, "Love you, Tikkle." After a few minutes she falls asleep in his arms, a small satisfied smile on her lips.


Tehanna responded, "Gratias ago tibi, quia unus ex dono alterius cantavit."

Elven:
"Thank you, it was a gift from one of the other crew."


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Qui bene quidem fecisti eos in electis," Chris says with an honest smile. Though a pang of jealousy gnawed at him, he reminded himself that he was here with her, not down below pining the night away. A gift wouldn't pry open Tehanna's door, Chris knew she was better than that.

Elven:
"Whoever picked it out for you did a good job."


Tehanna got up an moved around to sit next to Renard and gently petted his head. "... Et hinc quid facimus? ... Quomodo hoc volo ire?"

Elven:
"So...what do we do from here? How is...this, supposed to go?"


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

"Si non es lassus, loquamur. Dicam tibi de mea fabulas. Si fueris lassus ego egrederer ad dormiendum ... possumus tenere te," Chris says, lying on his side and looking at Tehanna.

Elven:
"If you're not tired, we can talk. I can tell you about some of my stories. If you are tired...then we can go to sleep and I'll hold you."


Renard merely shook his head at the mention of 'stories'. Chris wasn't a good storyteller, that was the truth.


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After scratching Renards ear, Tehanna laid upon her side, propping her head up on one elbow. "Sed, sicut superficies consanguineis, non multum opus est somnus. Sed rursus, mente lassus spectare." Patting the space next to her, she added, "Et requiescent ibi et curas nostras modo lava."

Elven:
"Well, like my surface cousins, I don't need a lot of sleep. But you on the other hand, look mentally exhausted." "So lie down here and let our cares wash way."


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Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Chris yawns and moves next to Tehanna. He puts an arm around her. "Sed iuxta te est satis esse ad refocillandam animam."

Elven:
"Being near you is enough to refresh my soul."


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Tehanna kissed his forehead and whispered, "Dormite iam, et mane duo possumus consummare Renard curans."

Elven:
"Sleep then, and in the morning the two of us can finish healing Renard."


Female Half-Orc Brawler 7 HP: 59/66; AC: 19, T: 14, FF: 15; Fort: +5, Ref: +7, Will: +3; Init: +3; Perception: +11, Sense Motive: +11, Intimidate: +16

Can anyone else say, "Awweee"?


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Chris murmurs his assent and closes his eyes. He smiles as he drifts to sleep.

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Renard finds a small gap between Tehanna and Chris and curls up between them. This is where I belong.

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After everyone finishes their...activities, the night passes without incident. The morning arrives to calls of seagulls and the activity of the harbor.


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N Half-Orc Hunter 4
Stats:
Init: +4 | HP: 31/31 | AC: 19 | FF: 16 | Fort: +5 | Ref: +7 | Will: +3 | Perception: +10/+12 Low-Light Vision |
Anyka Talia wrote:

"Well then.." Anyka says smiling as she takes his hand and leads him towrds the stateroom she'd chosen, "Promise to bring me breakfast in bed and we can take care of a few pages."

She pushes the door shut behind her and locks it.

Jin locks the door behind him, and turns to Anyka.

"Breakfast sounds fair, after all I think you might have a hard time walking when we're done." he says with a grin.


Male Human Witch 7 HP: 31/31; AC: 14(18), T: 11, FF: 10; Fort: +4, Ref: +7, Will: +6; Initiative: +1, Perception: +3

Chris wakes up, Tehanna and Renard still asleep. He brushes the curls of hair away from her face and goes to put his boots back on. Stifling a loud yawn, he skritches behind Renard's ears. "Time to put some of this new knowledge to use."


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The fox stretches and yawns. "Fine, but you could have cuddled a little longer."

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