That Damn Elf.May 05, 2014May 05, 2014 at 10:42 PM
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Do’Raun awoke with a jump. His fierce yellow eyes scanned the small room of the inn he was staying in for the night. I must have been day time as light flooded in under the door from somewhere outside.
His armor and sword was stacked neatly by the nightstand. He attempted to sit up, pushing the blanket off him. He fell back into his pillow as his chest rippled in sore pain. "ARGH!" Running a hand over his chest he knew there was a massive bruise from where S'Har had hit him in their battle last night. S'Har whom had left sometime during the night, so Do'Raun woke alone.
Only a few hours ago, Do'Raun had been so full of anger. He knew eventually S'Hars emotions would get the better of him. Each event leading to where they were now, with S'Har being outcast by Ri'Sari. He knew that Ri'Sari abuse of his title would turn S'Har against him, and his lashing out against Ri'Sari had distanced him from Do'Raun... until last night that is.
He warned S'Har about what happened to you when you apposed people like Ri'Sari, and then Ri'Sari had shown restraint when Do'Raun spoke to him. He'd asked if S'Har should be killed. What was he thinking? He'd been so angry at S'har dangerous actions he wanted to kill him. Even when Ri'Sari said no, Do'Raun went after him anyway. At the time he sought to end a war that was approaching fast upon this clan.
Even now after how the night had ended, Do'Raun wondered. If He had defeated S'Har and killed him would it have solved anything, or eternally haunted him? Had he really gone after him to see if he could kill someone he loved? And now, shared a bed with a Vampire, which a few weeks prior was against every fiber of his being. "Is this love for S'har? Or has the vampire warped his mind?" He spoke softly to himself. Do'Raun was so lost in his own mind he didn’t even hear the knock at the door.
Do'Raun sat up, and leaned over the side of the bed, his head in his hands and completely nude. The Inn keeper barged in and started. "HEY! IT’S TIME YOU SCRAM YOU’RE..... oh..." The massive Khajiit stood to face the Innkeeper. His eight foot, three hundred pound frame hulking high above the tiny elf. "Yes, This one will be gone soon, he will gather his things and leave." The elf stood in a bit of shock at the naked Cathay-Raht then shook his head. "Be sure you are." and with that he closed the door and left.
Do'Raun then did as he did every day, he pushed his scatter thoughts to the back of his mind, dawned his armor sheathed his sword and left the inn.
His armor and sword was stacked neatly by the nightstand. He attempted to sit up, pushing the blanket off him. He fell back into his pillow as his chest rippled in sore pain. "ARGH!" Running a hand over his chest he knew there was a massive bruise from where S'Har had hit him in their battle last night. S'Har whom had left sometime during the night, so Do'Raun woke alone.
Only a few hours ago, Do'Raun had been so full of anger. He knew eventually S'Hars emotions would get the better of him. Each event leading to where they were now, with S'Har being outcast by Ri'Sari. He knew that Ri'Sari abuse of his title would turn S'Har against him, and his lashing out against Ri'Sari had distanced him from Do'Raun... until last night that is.
He warned S'Har about what happened to you when you apposed people like Ri'Sari, and then Ri'Sari had shown restraint when Do'Raun spoke to him. He'd asked if S'Har should be killed. What was he thinking? He'd been so angry at S'har dangerous actions he wanted to kill him. Even when Ri'Sari said no, Do'Raun went after him anyway. At the time he sought to end a war that was approaching fast upon this clan.
Even now after how the night had ended, Do'Raun wondered. If He had defeated S'Har and killed him would it have solved anything, or eternally haunted him? Had he really gone after him to see if he could kill someone he loved? And now, shared a bed with a Vampire, which a few weeks prior was against every fiber of his being. "Is this love for S'har? Or has the vampire warped his mind?" He spoke softly to himself. Do'Raun was so lost in his own mind he didn’t even hear the knock at the door.
Do'Raun sat up, and leaned over the side of the bed, his head in his hands and completely nude. The Inn keeper barged in and started. "HEY! IT’S TIME YOU SCRAM YOU’RE..... oh..." The massive Khajiit stood to face the Innkeeper. His eight foot, three hundred pound frame hulking high above the tiny elf. "Yes, This one will be gone soon, he will gather his things and leave." The elf stood in a bit of shock at the naked Cathay-Raht then shook his head. "Be sure you are." and with that he closed the door and left.
Do'Raun then did as he did every day, he pushed his scatter thoughts to the back of his mind, dawned his armor sheathed his sword and left the inn.
Edited May 08, 2014 at 03:59 PM by 0