Forged Anew (Inactive)

Game Master Signore di Fortuna

Renard sighs and walks out of the room. <"I can't watch...or listen...">

Giving the fox a sympathetic look she can't help but snicker, "It's alright Renard, we won't be long."

Looking back at Chris as he moves towards her, her heart seems to beat a little faster inside of her chest. Reaching out a hand she draws him to her as he approaches, "I thought we might want to make sure that the bed is comfortable enough, and that we don't need a new mattress or anything."

Leaning forward, Gashka pulls him against her as she finds his lips with hers. Pulling back gently she looks into his eyes, "I'm sorry it took me so long to figure it out Chris....but, you are who I want. Not just as a friend, or beside me in battle....but beside me in life, and right now....I need you." She says, before starting to remove her shirt as she sits down on the bed.

Chris is breathless for a moment as Gashka kisses him. "I...I need you too, Gashka."

Removing his coat, she pulls him into her, "Show me." She says as she kisses him again, this time with a little more passion before kicking off her boots.

As they kiss, Chris runs his hand through Gashka's hair. He breaks away and pulls off his tunic, revealing his scarred but lithe torso. He helps Gashka with her breeches before removing his own. Taking in the half-orc's beauty, Chris moves beside her and gently lays her down. He peppers her neck with kisses.

Gashka moans softly, months of anxiety seem to melt away under his touch, his lips. As he kisses her, she runs her hands gently up along his torso and kisses his shoulder.

Chris wraps an arm around Gashka, keeping her close as they kiss. He rolls onto his back, pulling the half-orc on top of him.

She thinks for a moment, "There's a bathroom though, and maybe if we're lucky they might have left some soap or something behind. We could get clean if we're lucky and we hurry."

Soap: 1d100 ⇒ 17

Going to the bathroom, Gashka and Chris find an assortment of exquisite soaps and oils along with some large fluffy towels in a cabinet.

"That was certainly a bit of luck," Chris says, drawing a bath.

She nods as she gathers up their clothes and brings them to the bathroom, "Well, at least there's a few things we don't need to get. Though, I doubt think we need to use the oils tonight. We just need to hurry up and get clean, and get back to the house." She says while picking out some soap that didn't smell too strong and some fluffy towels for when they got out. As soon as she has everything together, and Chris is in the tub, she climbs in in front of him. Taking a washcloth and getting it wet, Gashka wastes no time getting it damp and starts lathering it up before starting to quickly clean herself.

As she's bathing she says, "Once we have everything fixed up the way we like, and we have more time, we'll definitely do that again. I'm just sorry it took me so longv to figure out what I wanted....but, there was just too much going on before. When...when we were together right now...I habed never felt so loved or cared for before. This was so much deeper and more meaningful to me. I guess because....you matter to me, and I love you." She gets quiet as she rinses off and starts to quickly scrub her hair.

Chris kisses the back of Gashka's neck. "Don't be sorry. It happened when it was meant to and I love you too."

He quickly washes himself and gets out of the tub to get dry.

She quickly finishes rinsing out her hair and gets out of the tub as well. Leaning over the tub, she takes the stopper out and lets the water start draining out of it as she grabs a towel and starts to quickly dry off.

Once she's dry, she puts her clothes back on, making sure that everything is where it's supposed to be and all the buttons are fastened. Making sure her hair is as dry as she can get it, Gashka puts her boots on, "Maybe they won't notice anything." She says as she waits for Chris to finish up.

Chris gets dressed and dries his hair as best as he can. "Let's hope so."

She laughs nervously, "I mean...it's not like we're kids." She says as they leave the bathroom, "Come on Renard, it's time to head back." She calls as they get ready to leave.

I guess before we left

Kealey give Vishanti a warm hug. "You're family and I'd like to think I'm a good enough mother to make you feel like you belong."

"You definitely do." Vishanti says smiling warmly as she returns the hug.

I'm sorry, I was kinda out of it yesterday. I didn't mean to take off without you getting to finish saying goodbye.

Before we leave

As Vishanti and her mother say their goodbyes she looks over at Anyka, "Did you want to go with us to talk to Barclay?"

Renard comes up the stairs and rubs against Gashka's legs.

Gashka leans down and pets him, "I know, I know. We need to go." Looking up at Chris she smiles, "Ready?"

Chris nods, taking Gashka's hands. "Always, when I'm with you."

Smiling, she leaves with Chris and Renard and head back to her parent's house once they lock the door.

Before

"I get the feeling I should stick around a bit and keep everyone occupied if the look on Gashka's face was what I think it was." Anyka says with a smirk.

Anyka keeps everyone entertained with somewhat edited tales of their 'adventures' over the last few years, enjoying the welcoming atmosphere.

Derika seems confused for a moment before nodding, "Okay, well...have a good night, and we'll see you later."

Taking Vishanti's hand, Derika leans into her as they head to the Barracks to find Barclay, "I'm sorry if it seemed like I was rushing you back there. They're really nice people and everything, but I'm still getting used to it."

Once they arrive at Gashka's parents' home, he opens the door for her and follows after.

The barracks are quiet as Derika and Vishanti approach. There is dim candlelight coming from one window.

Gashka takes a deep breath and tries tuo control her facial expression before going inside, "Hey, we're back."

After a moment of hesitation, Derika knocks lightly on the door. Looking at Vishanti she says, "I hope it's not too late to talk to him."

Thrainn and Kealey look away from Anyka to Gashka. "So, how was the house?"

Dressed in simple clothing, Barclay opens the door. He wears spectacles and is holding a large book in his hand. "Oh, excuse me. I usually don't expect visitors this late."

Sitting down on the couch she says, "Well...it's not too bad. The living room is okay, but I think I want a big comfy chair, maybe some like throw pillows and blankets, you know..for really cold days, or company. We definitely need a bigger dining table. Something that seats at least six people, maybe with a part that could be added to make it bigger if needed? The kitchen just has the basic things in it, so it would have to be stocked with food, as well as cooking things, dishes, utensils, and the like. Oddly enough, whoever lived there before left a bunch of bath stuff, so we're pretty good there. It's mostly furniture and kitchen stuff that we're going to need. We'll need another bed for the guest bedroom, and maybe a couple of dressers....but overall, it's a pretty decent size house with room for....growth." She says with a smile, looking over at her parents to see what they think.

Derika looks down, "I'm sorry for bothering you so late, it could have probably waited till tomorrow....but there was just so much stuff going on, and I didn't get a chance to say anything earlier..." Derika seems to stumble through her words, embarrassed to have bothered him at such a time. Taking a breath to calm herself she says, "Vishanti and I are planning on getting married in a couple months, hopefully when the weather is a little nicer, since I think I'd like it to be outside somewhere. Anyways, there's a lot of planning involved...and even though that's gonna keep us pretty busy with my newly found parents and everything....geez, I'm sorry...this didn't sound as complicated in my head, as it does coming out of my mouth."

Taking one more deep breath she says, "What I'm trying to say is, that on behalf of myself, Vishanti, my sister, and the rest of us...we just wamted to let you know that we're here for you, and we'll help you and this town in whatever way you need us. We...we think you have a really nice town here and it's something worth protecting, so if there's anything you need, we're here okay? You know, now that I actually hear what I'm saying, I just feel really stupid for bothering you. I don't know why I felt the need to tell you all that right now. I'm sorry." She says, her cheeks turning a dark blue as she blushes.

Studying Gashka's silently for a bit, Anyka makes eye contact with Chris while she talks to her parents, flashing the witch a knowing grin.

"Guest bedroom?" Thrainn asks.

Barclay smiles. "Well...I'm glad you felt like telling me that. I think Valwick is worthwhile place as well."

Not having prepared the spell to communicate with Anyka quietly, Chris merely smiles at the rogue.

Her expression unchanging she nods at her Papa, "Yeah, well the other bedroom is plenty big enough for the both of us. Plus, Derika and Vishanti have friends that are out of town right now, but I thought...well, whenever they come to visit...if they come back I guess...it would be nice if they didn't have to stay in the common house and we have more than enough room, even with using the study for Chris to make his potions and things that we use to help us when we're out there doing what we have to do to keep things safe here." It all seemed pretty logical as far as Gashka was concerned.

Gashka looks at Chris and smiles before looking back at her parents, "Besides...I love him, he makes me happy, and I can't really see myself being with anyone else....soooo...is it really all that strange? I just...I thought you should know how I feel about him, especially since it took me so long to figure it out for myself. I know now though, so yeah....Chris and I only need one bed." She can't help the color that flushes her cheeks, or the grin that she shares with Chris and her sister at her revelation. She wasn't sure how her parents would take the news, but she hoped that they would understand.

She nods, "And that's why I kinda wanted to let you know where we'd be over the next few days in case you need us for anything. I'm not sure what Anyka has been up to, but I'm pretty sure she'll be helping Gashka and Chris move into that house tomorrow, Vishanti and I will be over at my parents place, probably for a good part of the day going over plans for our wedding. So, if you need us for anything...that's where we'll be."

Barclay nods. "I'll keep that in mind should anything come up. By the way, tell your sister that my paladins did find the ratfolk girl."

Thrainn scratches his chin then shrugs. "You're my baby girl, Gashka, but you're an adult. If you're done waiting on a dock for someone that never treated you like you deserved to be, I'm happy for you. Your private life isn't any of my business."

The orc coughs. "Besides, everyone seems to like Chris."

Very much relieved she goes to Thrainn and puts her arms around him, "Thank you Papa, I love you so much. Honestly, I think I was done waiting a while ago. I just needed someone else to help me figure that out."

Looking up into her Papa's face she puts her hands on the sides of his face like she did when she was younger, "I love Chris, but you matter to me...so what you think matters to me too. I'm really really happy that you like him Papa. Well...you and Mama both, you both mean so muchb to me." Taking her hands away from his face, she gives his cheek a kiss before going to her mama and hugging and kissing her cheek as well.

"Just...thank you both, for understanding how much he means to me. Sooo...I guess tomorrow we'll move over what few things we have to the new house, rearrange a few things, and then get the other stuff we need. We don't have to get it all at once though. Just the things we really need for right now I think." Gashka says, going over in her head what they needed to do to get moved.

Derika gives him a smile, "I'm sure that will make her feel better. Thank you Mr. Barclay. Was she alright?"