Kurts
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 1:44:55 GMT -5
"A Botley in my youth I gave a tumble or two." he admitted, clearly an honest drunk. "My first." he added, dreamily. "Rock wife to some Drumm now."
"Did well at the Arbor as well." he continued, with a broad grin at the memory. "Now they'll all claim they went down kicking and screaming to their lord fathers, unable to resist advances of the dangerous reaver, but women lie as well as men kill."
"You do look awfully tasty though." he revealed a sharkish smile, trying to figure out which of the four Ellarias was the real one.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 1:50:36 GMT -5
Ellaria smiles sweetly. "I'm not a second of the night sort of woman, Prince Killion," she said. "It is probably a good idea for you to leave, now. I hear you have important business in the morning."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 1:53:41 GMT -5
"Will have to visit again then." he muttered, trying to stand and falling back down into a chair. "I'll leave in a moment...just going to close my eyes for a bit."
Even if she had been keen, the odds were abysmal that he could have gotten his soldier to stand at attention in his current state.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 1:55:55 GMT -5
Killion closes them...then opens them an hour or so later, when cold water is spashed lightly on his face. "Nap time is over, Killion. Time to vacate," Ellaria says.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 1:58:42 GMT -5
He shakes his head vehemently, trying to knock off the lethargy, standing angrily at the sudden chill.
"What the hell are you doing on my boat?" he blustered.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 2:00:01 GMT -5
"We just had unbelievably passionate sex," she cooed in his ear. "You are the greatest lover of all the invertebrates..I mean squid. Now you have to go back to the room in the castle the nice Fish people gave you."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 2:02:39 GMT -5
"You are welcome." he replied, with a goofy self-satisfied smile as if he was the Drowned God's gift to women everywhere, whistling a merry tune as he sauntered from the tent.
He poked his head back in suddenly.
"Kraken." he said sternly, pointing a finger in warning.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 2:04:50 GMT -5
"Of course," she said as he left. "Kraken."
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 2:06:41 GMT -5
Killion walked back to his room, vomiting along the way, curling into his bed in an excellent mood. He dreamed of clams and pearls.
When he awoke in the morning, head throbbing, he did not remember a shred of his chat with Ellaria Dayne or how he had even gotten back to his room from Amelia's.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 16:18:29 GMT -5
/// Killion passed the tent the following evening, feeling an odd sense of déjà vu.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 16:27:14 GMT -5
The tent is unoccupied, but the flap has a reddish stain on it.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 16:44:34 GMT -5
Killion investigated the stain, if only to confirm it was blood and checked the tent for any clues of foul play. Despite the potential gravity of the situation, he chuckled at the thought that usually the shoe was on the other foot.
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Post by The Forgotten God on Apr 5, 2015 16:53:03 GMT -5
It is definitely blood. Killion sees one of his buttons from his outfit before on the floor of the tent, and the inside of the tent has been disorganized as though by a struggle, with a bit mroe blood on sheets and dressers.
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Post by Kurts on Apr 5, 2015 19:44:34 GMT -5
Killion shoves the button into his pocket and makes a hasty exit. He had no idea what had occurred or if he had been involved and did not plan to stick around to find out.
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