The Books Full of Sh!t

[BadInfluence]

"Amin ume il- dethola ho!" Those were the last words she had said to her parents some years ago now, refusing to listen to something written on the pages of a book, to have her life dictated to her by a Goddess she didn't even really believe existed. She had found that book, sneaking in very late at night to tear that page out, or rather... More so the part of the page where her name had been written down with some older man, some so called love match by Hanali, as if she knew who she was supposed to be with. Sure, no one matched by Hanali was ever unhappy, but at least they typically knew their partners, or they were around. Hers? Was some salty old sea dog who spent most of his life at sea, and sure so he did have a great reputation, loving father figure blah blah blah... Newly widowed a few years ago, tragic death of his wife, et-cetera... Like she cared?



She didn't know anything about him, she'd never even seen him, and now her parents were primping and priming her to go out there and catch him. What was she, Bait?! No, she'd put her foot down then and there and ran, and once she started running? She had never looked back. Who were they to tell her what to do? She was a moon elf! To go and mix with some... Some... What WAS that pirate anyways? Did he even HAVE a good bloodline? And they just expected her to lay back and let him have his way with her. She was no one's brood mare! She didn't care if their family needed fresh blood, and that his own family were from a very good line, in her mind? He was just some aged relic she wanted no part of. She was only a child then, sixteen and she had come of age for the books, and BAM. Within hours of her birthday there had been a note for her, her name had appeared right away in the books, apparently her partner had been waiting for her a long time.



Pfffft. As if.



Living in a circus was a pretty far fall from grace true enough, but at least she made her own money, and if she wanted to sleep with someone it was her own prerogative. She played in a caravan that went from city to city, all over the place and among all races they performed, and it was an interesting life. Never boring and they were always on the move so she was never found by her family, hell no one could find her, which worked just fine for her goals. So far? She'd been, what ten years now? Yeah... Ten years since the book had been written and so far? No one had caught her, no one had sniffed her out, dragged her back home kicking and screaming.



Dwarves, pixies, elves, a few drow and even one dark elf just to name a couple of races in this caravan of hers. It was a mixed bag, a whole bunch of people running from different backgrounds all culminated in this place, offering various talents and histories. She wasn't the first runaway, or even the rarest, there had been a prince for a while who had run away... Or so she had been heard, but really, what sort of an idiot is a prince to run away from the lap of virtual luxury? Unless he had been like her and he had been assigned someone too, but guys had it a bit easier, it's different when your fucking versus being the one getting fucked... Anyways, what did it matter at the end? She was a nervous wreck, they were heading back to Arvandor for the biggest celebration of the heart held in centuries, which put her right back in her old neighborhood.



They had pulled in early in the morning, one of the caravans had been struck by lightning some weeks ago and they hadn't been able to buy a new one till now, so a group of them would be staying at an Inn. She'd not been there before, not the particular Inn at least, so at least it had that going for it... She was roomed up with the fire breather who was honestly just a drunken pyro of a dwarf who could fart the alphabet in his cups... Yes. Fart. Not burp. Fart... Needless to say as soon as she was done setting her things up? She was out of that room and down to the ocean before you could say sandy cheeks, bringing her large umbrella with her and a blanket, fully planning on enjoying a bit of sun and sand... Well...



Mostly Sand...



She'd been born whiter than white, eyes the color of pale amethyst, skin like snow turned to silk, hair as fine as a swans feathers... She was beautiful... If pale was your sort of thing. She was virtually without color outside of the soft pink of her lips and the pop of pale lavender in her eyes, and even that was more of a pinkish purple hue than not... She had a small keg of beer, some snacks, and a mug set out as she stripped down to a short sun dress and began to get wonderfully drunk in the warm sunshine and soft summer breeze.

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...he had left Sybelle there in the Hospital, knowing she was in good hands and with Nautilous checking in on her he figured everything would be ok.. at least he hoped so.. it would remain a niggle there in the back of his mind.. he never..Ever wanted to see her hurt.. never wanted to see anything bad happen to her.. and until the day he took his last breath he would be there to protect her.. He'd be that shield..the one she needed..or well that she did once upon a time.. before she had left.. he refused to entertain the idea that she had died.. for when Diovan struggled with her death.. so did he.. but no one really bothered to check in on him at the time.. however that was neither here nor there.. something that had happened a very long time ago..

she was still with them all now.. and he felt blessed for it.. returning to the Inn then.. rolls of blueprints under his arm.. a satchel with papers and folders hooked over his shoulder.. he made his way back in through the front.. it wasn't a really busy period.. but as the weeks drew closer to the Goddesses own celebrations more and more would be making their way into the city.. he was getting prepared.. he had put on a few more staff.. a bit more help just to make things run that little bit smoother.. he'd noticed the troop of travellers that were settling in.. a bit of a mixed bag.. a circus group perhaps?.. he wasn't entirely certain..

he made sure to welcome those that were dotted here and there in the main lobby.. signing off on rooms, being handed keys.. those he had hired were working extremely well at making sure everyone was comfortable.. showing them to their respective rooms.. where the pools were.. the baths and the like.. before he settled down out the back.. in the gardens.. a cigar cut and slipped between his lips as a line of coloured smoke floated up from its glowing tip.. he rolled out the papers.. placing a rock down upon the corners to stop it from curling inward.. the folders upon one of the chairs.. a pen behind his right ear..

he was dressed casually.. jeans, white shirt.. boots.. the builders were once more on sight.. they had done great work on the extensions.. his little Inn had blossomed ..from its quaint little beginnings of being little more than a bed and breakfast.. to a fully fledged Multiple room facility.. and with his exceptional service and family friendly outlook.. well his Inn was a favourite throughout Arvandor proper.. the group of elven workers with tool belts hanging loosely about their waists followed him down through the garden to the back gates.. where the garden opened up to the beach.. to the ocean.. he stood there upon the gentle rise pointing out directions to the workers..

his arms forming shapes .. this way and that.. he pointed at the drawings upon the section of blue prints there.. before pointing back at the gates ..a sudden gust of wind would have the blueprints and calculations flying out of his hand.. floating over to her to hitch onto that umbrella of hers.. he cursed and huffed a little.. one of the workers would go running after it.. offering a million apologies to the young woman in the sun dress-

[BadInfluence]

It didn't take long for her to get noticed, not that it ever really did, she tended to have a sort of funky luck with her. It wasn't good luck, but it wasn't bad luck either, it was just some sort of twisted stuff... Like she was lucky, the weather was awesome and she had the beach virtually all to herself, but then she had company when she didn't want any. She saw the builder running down the beach to her to get the paper that had made friends with her umbrella, standing up to pull it down it was revealed she was rather tall, easily almost six feet... She was slender but curvaceous in all the right places, the fact she was a moon elf was almost glaringly obvious, her vivid blue sundress waving about her long legs... In her arms was a surprisingly trick, a pure white lion cub, eyes blue as the skies as it watched the world around it...

It was easy for her to tug the paper off of her little bit of shade, looking over it curriously, even when the worker asked for it back she waved him off. She found it interesting, tilting her head as she hung her cub over her shoulder like a toy kitten, tilting her head as she moved it one way then the other... "This looks like a bunch of lines I can't make sense of." She had been really well educated before she ran away, both in human and elvish scholarly pursuits, as well as magic too of course. She would have been quite the catch for any man, her family was the leading authority in their nomadic party after all, which made her a princess... Sort of. It was how the Caravan lifestyle suited her so well after the original weirdness of it settled down, her life on the road was a fun one, but it seriously lacked any formal or controlled education. As such the blueprint didn't make a lot of sense to her, though she could grasp what it was, and what it was supposed to do? The actual picture just seemed like a maze of lines to her. "What's the owner trying to do? Isn't this place pretty huge as it is? I mean its like a three story u building with a hot spring and courtyard." As a nomad, the idea of a building that big, of such permanence? It was weird. She held the paper over her head and that was when the cub reached up and swatted at it, it's long lion claws ripping clean through the paper like a hot knife through warm butter.

Instant horror flitted over her face as she held the tattered mess in one hand, the other taking up the cub by the scruff on the back of its neck, nipping it's eat with her teeth. It was a lion, you can't exactly peg it with a squirt bottle, you gotta show it you're momma alpha from a young age or it wasn't going to go well. "No! You don't do that!" [/i] She said, biting it's ear again as it gave a kitten like yelp and scrunched up, tucking him under her arm. "I'm sorry, whose are these? I should go and apologize in person for what my idiot did." He was the biggest of the litter her original lioness had and of course that meant she was training him to be the nest big hit in her act, so he needed to be around her 24/7, which... Well that obviously had a downside, didn't it?

The worker had to look up at her, he was a wood elf and she easily had a food few inches on him, saying he didn't see a problem with it. Garafin was a very open fellow, was friendly with anyone, so he didn't see an issue with her apologizing to him. Besides, it was pretty rare to see a moon elf, they moved around so much that they were never in the same palce twice... When she got to the top where the building was happening she laid out the paper on the table, pinning it down with bits of rocks so it made sense... Ish... She could repair it with magic but it had been such a long time she'd used it for that sort of thing she wasn't sure if it was going to work out right. She looked around for the owner, waiting for him to be brought forward so she could apologize, and when he was?

She sort of stopped a minute and stared... He was tall... Taller than her even which was pretty rare, but he had the most amazing blue eyes, and the way he let his hair grow out a bit... He looked worn but not in a bad way, maybe the word seasoned was better, or no... Expierienced... Yeah... Expieirenced was good... He looked expierienced... She had to blink a bit to get herself back to the start, her mind was drifting a bit, sort of shocked... He was damned good looking and it had been a really long time since she thought anyways was even remotely passing as viewable, and he was pretty damned view worthy! "Hey, sorry about your blueprint, my lion is still learning how to behave. He kinda swatted at it and well... Yeah. I mean I can try to fix it, I know the magic to do it, but it's been a while... I kinda might mess it up." Hey, she was offering to fix it, right? That counted for something didn't it? Though as she looked down at more papers... "What are you trying to do here? Like, this place is huge as it is, but are you trying to make it even bigger? Why?" It was a genuine question but then her manners kicked in, or rather what she still held onto manner wise, and blushed hotly under pale as moonlight skin. "Ah, my mistake! Asking questions is pretty rude, right? I'm Daetaru, Lion Tamer of the Forgotten Caravan. Might I ask who you are?"

Dress

Lion Cub

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..he had stood there for quite some time.. hanging out instructions to the volley of workers that were under his employment, he paid them all extremely well and gave them lodgings so they wouldn't have to travel back and forth.. his demands were small really.. just that the work had to be done.. it had to be thorough.. no cutting corners.. preferably during the more quieter periods so they did not disrupt the guests.. and to enjoy themselves .. work didn't have to be.. well.. work after all..he had moved back toward the housing part of the Inn then.. slipping inside when one of the workers lost the blueprint.. he had plucked himself up a nice cold beer then.. wiping the back of his hand across his forehead.. back through his hair..

one of the wood elves came inside.. letting him know someone wanted to speak with him.. he found that a little curious..downing a bit more of the beer then .. he held a clipboard in the opposite hand.. he was scribbling a few notes down.. signing off on some more supplies.. before he would move to step back outside that sliding glass door.. his gaze lifted to spot her there.. this rare beauty.. it made him pause.. well she was most certainly tall.. he couldn't remember the last time he had laid eyes upon someone closer to his own height.. especially in Arvandor.. the wood elf nudged his side and he blinked.. nodding as he passed the paperwork down to the worker then before he turned back to her-.. Is there something I can help you with Ma'am?.. -his voice was loud and cheerful.. as if it were possible for words to sound with smiles tagging on every letter..

one hand slid down into his pocket.. watching her as she started to apologise....turning to the blueprint that had been torn practically in half.. he waved his hand a little.. laughing softly-.. Dont even give it a second thought really.. I am sure we can work around that its no bother.. -he took another drink from the bottle there before he placed it down upon the table ..his arms raising to cross there about his broad chest-.. Ahh.. its a Bar actually.. to accompany the Inn.. sort of part and parcel really, we have had a lot of requests for the facilities.. I mean.. we do a lot of in house cooking in the actual house for the guests ..but as we grow we are finding that the little kitchen inside.. whilst its perfect for us.. is not keeping up.. -he nodded..

finding her utterly fascinating.. the colour of her skin she was incredibly pale.. much like someone else he knew.. the lavender eyes.. all of it.. really quite intriguing.. she introduced herself then.. he would go to shake her hand though when he looked at the state of his he soon thought better of it.. he had been working for most of the morning.. good old fashioned hands on hard work-.. Not rude at all.. Daetaru.. thats an interesting name.. cant say Ive heard that once before.. Ahh! you're with the troop that just arrived.. -he nodded understanding now why he had not seen her before-.. My name is Garafin Aranosse.. I am the owner of the Inn.. -he offered her a smile then-.. I hope you guys are settling in well.. I dont normally have a lot of guests around this time of the year.. not yet.. maybe in about a month or so.. hence the workers being around.. if they become a bother.. or get too loud.. just let me know Ill send them away.. -he leant against the doorframe there-. I just try to get things of this nature completed.. or the bulk of it in any rate before the celebration periods come around again..How long are you guys in the city for?

[BadInfluence]

He spoiled his workers, but that wasn't a bad thing, happy workers tended to go that extra mile after all. At least they didn't dilly daddle around pretending to be doing something, the place was like a beehive of activity, and one hse had for the most part ignored. She had her beer, she had her lion, and she had the beach. Why the hell would she pay attention to anything else, right? Until that blueprint came in and changed it up, but in a lot of ways she was a bit like her own cats, somewhat distracted by new things... Hence the paper, though she at least hadn't mangled it, Rafiki was such a shit, he was easily the biggest pain in the ass out of the whole litter. She hoped he lived up to the expectations she had for him otherwise she'd stud him out for too much trouble. “Yeah? Well thanks... He’s a kitten still, gotta imprint early or it’s just a hot mess, you know?” Of course he didn’t, unless the Inn boasted some sort of petting zoo with a rated R section for blood and violence?



Seeing him set the beer down she just picked it up to look for a label but didn’t find one, a brow raising as she took a sniff, but didn’t recognise it either. “A bar huh? Makes sense... I don’t recall ever seeing a bar in this place when we last came through about ten years ago, and didn’t see one now. Is this what you’re going to sell? Did you make it?” So yeah... Her manners were majorly rusty living among the dwarves, halflings, fairies and what not. She was pretty much unfiltered, very open and honest, there were no lies around her. Just exactly who, and what, she was. “Smells good. So a new bar and kitchen? That makes sense... It’s gotta be big to keep up with the rest of the place.” She said, looking over the torn blueprints, a frown of concentration before she sorted it out a bit... At least the numbers... That was some huge square footage compared to what she thought was cozy in the caravan...



Catching him hesitate to shake her hand she rolled her eyes and caught his before he could pull it back and gave it a good shake before letting it go. “Don’t stand on ceremony for me, you’ll be long dead before you did any good.” Seriously she was a circus worker, a caravan girl, did he think she herself had not done some hard manual labor in her day? Hell she worked with LIONS. She’d had her hand up a back end or two before, delivering cubs or pulling something out of someones ass cause they were stupid and like, ate a ball of yarn and was trying to shit an afghan... He mentioned the rareness of her name and she knew she was a one of a kind. “Yeah, my parents are moon elf so we do things a little more old school, and since I came out an albino they thought it worked. Means white fox dream. Sounds super fancy on the pamphlets for the circus criers and stuff so hey, not going to complain.” She said with a laugh before he said his name and something inside her sort of shook... Like that name was important, right? Why the hell did it sound important? Well, she could let it bug her for a couple of hours, or she could just say fuck it and go right back to her beer. She was happier with the latter, life wasn’t short long enough to worry about things too often, she just went with the flow... Every inch the creature her name hald a part of ownership to.



“You DO know we have an acrobatic set of dwarves, right? I Hardly believe your workers could make more noise than that group.” She asked with a laugh and a shake of her head, holding her dress down for a minute as a cool refreshing breeze suddenly sparked up the sparkling sands, revealing the fact those legs were definately as long as they looked. “We’re here for the celebration. Normally we’d skip it because of all the lust dust and stuff, you know it’s kinda rude to knock up and elf and be gone the next morning, but that’s caravan life.” Plus they were such a mixed bag of people, of races that she could only imagine the freak out when a year later some pure blooded elf popped out a halfling, hairy feet and all... It would be en times worse with a dwarf too, the animosity between those two races was yikes! “Gotta stay for it this year though. I lost my caravan in a storm, lightning took it out, so me and the lions have been rooming up with others and let’s just say it’s getting a wee bit tight on space now with the cubs.” She patted Rafikis head, scratching behind his ears as she heard him mock growl before she would hand him over to Garafin for a moment, rather suddenly too. “Dammit.” She muttered and sighed. Before they knew it the rich smell of buttered popcorn and cloves would scent the air... Now, if you didn’t know animals? It smelled great... But if you did? It just meant she got pissed on.



“Can you just hold him for a minute... Face him outward though, little jerk just pissed on me, I’ll be right back... Sorry-” She said, stepping in and giving him a kiss to his cheek in thanks before she vanished inside, an obvious wet mark all the way down her back and into her dress. She was gone maybe a minute or two before there was the sound of a fight inside, loud voices, her own and one a lot deeper, one of the dwarves.... It rang through pretty clear too despite the construction, they were getting into it in front of one of the windows, and she was being grappled by the hairy mugger. What had happened? Apparently he had been sleeping when one of the lions decided to snuggle up, but that was alright, he enjoyed the warmth... It was when the bugger mounted him and pinned him to the bed and went to town all over him that things got messy. SO yeah... Dwarf covered in lion spunk... Not something you see every day. He was pissed at her and wanted to have it out and that’s what they did, typical caravan life as she rolled and kicked him right in the nuts before pushing him out the window, hands on her hips as he fell into the tree in a tangle of limbs and falling apples. “Maybe if you took a bath now and then Mufu wouldn’t think you were a damned lion to mate and he wouldn’t hump your hairy ass you fuckwit!” She hollared down at him before she told him off in some incredibly colorful dwarvish and dissapeared once more, grabbing a wet cloth and cleaning up the piss and changing her dress into something she normall wore, but it might be exotic here who could say?



It was a cotton halter top with some split seam pants, very simple in shades of cream and green, but it offered a TON of movement and was easy to pack and clean. A pair of low boots and a whip on her hip she came back out with not one lion, but a Lion, Lioness and six cubs all walking behind her. Every lion was as white as she was, eyes a striking shade of sky or sapphire blue, and surprisingly well behaved as she lead them out. Obviously she was cutting further arguments by taking them out and she figured some training might just mellow them out. They’d been restless ever since her caravan burned down after all and the last thing she wanted was to get kicked out. She’d grab up Rafiki from Garafin then and headed out. “Sorry about that, I’ll be keeping them out, and you shouldn’t hear anything else from us outside of the regular bustle from the dwarfs.” Yeah... Embarrassing...

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..he laughed watching her as she drank in the scent of the beer.. nodding his head when she asked if he made it-.. I do brew the beer myself yes.. its a hobby, something I enjoy.. the patrons seem to like it so its win win.. -his hands slid back down into his pockets when she spoke about the bar and kitchen making sense-.. Id like to think so yes.. we are expanding.. Arvandor is growing quite rapidly.. so good business sense tells me to grow with it.. I see more and more guests every year.. and whilst I dont mind putting myself out every now and then I cant be doing that every year.. -he had gone to shake her hand before he felt better of it.. grimy hands.. he'd been working.. though she reached in and shook his hand anyway.. he was impressed by that.. a girl that was obviously not afraid of a bit of dirt.

. he made a comment on her name.. how.. peculiar it was.. at least around these parts.. her explanation made sense.. -.. It does sound super fancy.. -he nodded and laughed-.. Very nice name.. Always good to hear something different now and then -he asked how long they were in town for.. only to hear they would be around for the festival.. -.. Ah!.. ok so you're here for a few weeks then.. Nice.. well youre more than welcome of course...Some of the girls that I know.. the wives of mates are having a ladies weekend when we all head off to a stag.. I'm sure they wouldn't mind an addition if you're looking for something to do..  You'l notice the Inn will start to fill up within the last week prior.. we are usually booked to capacity and with your troop taking up those final few remaining rooms I dont think this year will be any different.. You' have fun though.. -he nodded-..

it's good for a laugh.. good to destress every now and then and just relax.. -he blinked when she suddenly muttered and sighed.. before she asked him to hold the cub-.. Uhh.. sure.. no problem..-he'd not held one before but he figured it to be not to dissimilar to holding a cat.. or a puppy for that matter.. he did as was instructed.. holding the little blighter facing outwards ..he felt her lips.. soft and warm there pressed to his cheek.. it was a nice little gesture.. sweet.. made his smile grow a little more..

before he watched her running off into the room with a slightly damp dress.. only to then hear the commotions coming out through the opened door.. crashing and bashing.. bodies hitting the floor.. his brow arched before one of the dwarves came flying unceremoniously out one of the windows.. he couldn't help but crack a smile.. chuckling quietly.. Oh she was ballsy.. he was figuring that out pretty quickly.. before she returned.. the dress changed.. not something he had seen before.. the halter.. the split seam pants.. it looked comfortable and beautiful at the same time.. she was a beautiful young woman.. he had to admit that.. he handed the cub back over to her.. -.. Oh its no issue really.. You're no problem.. just settle in and relax.. There's plenty of open spaces just outside the gates there for the cats to roam.. you'l find it to be no issue.. -he plucked up the bottle once more.. taking a swig from it as he watched her move to exit.. his gaze lingering a little bit longer.. there was something there.. he was intrigued by this one.. something he hadnt felt in a long time.. though he was struggling o recognise it as anything more than an interest.. because she was so different-

[BadInfluence]

“It smells pretty good... Like notes of blackberries? And something else that’s kinda woody... Cedar barrels or something? I dunno... It’s not too heavy on the hops... Nice...”  If it was too strong on the hops it really upped the tannis and made it pretty bitter and thick... Though she wouldn’t take a drink, she did have some manners after all, but she’d likely grab a bottle herself when she had a chance tonight. “Smart guy. Well I wish you luck on your endeavors.” She said as she shook his hand, hell no she wasn’t afraid of dirty, life was dirty and messy and a whole lot of confusion. If you didn’t get dirty or wonder how the hell you got there? You weren’t living it was that simple. She noticed his hands were quite calloused, strong but he didn’t crush her hand when she took his, and even though his hands was rough? It was well tended... A guy who got plenty dirty, worked more than a little hard, but took care of himself in the down time... She’d never seen it before but she thought it was pretty sexy, smart too, after all a girl might like a strong man and all that but no one wants to be mauled by sandpaper mitts.


Giving her name she laughed, it was bright and bubble, pretty infectious with a bit of a snort at the end that made it just damned cute. It was open and honest, she didn’t care that she laughed funny, that it definitely didn’t sound like how a lady should laugh. Nothing about that laugh was sexy or alluring. “Well, it’s a name, right? I mean as nomads they always run a little to the old and fanciful stuff. My parents are the worst though, I mean they’re so old school, they haven’t deviated from tradition like... Ever.” She said, waving her hand with a roll of her eyes, the entire time she was smiling though. It was part of why she had run off, as soon as her name had appeared in the books they were trying to shuttle her off to Arvandor to get married, pop out kids and all that. After all, she wasn't matched to anyone in her clan, so in their mind, it was time for her to go.  “Well I’m about as different as you can possibly get.” She stated without pride or anything, just a fact, she was an albino moon elf. Like, holy shit, how rare was that right? She told him they were in till the festival, so they’d be here for a good few weeks, give them a chance to repair and restock... Buy some new horses, trade and make money, all that good stuff. 



Hearing him mention that ladies night she kinda tilted her head at him a bit. “Your really super friendly, aren't you?” It wasn’t unheard of for elves to randomly invite strangers along for a celebration or fun, but you know, that was often for travelers... Not circus acts... “Sure, I’ll go if they’re ok with it, been around too many guys for a while now anyways.” She’d be back before this place filled up like he said so she’d be able to sort out any rough patches with her mates, they were used to their own spaces so this was a bit new... They were sharing rooms right now due to the fact they had to spend more money to the repairs than getting extra rooms. She and He... They were chatting pretty nicely together. He was funny, really nice, and damned easy on the eyes... It was fun and she could easily see herself having a hot little lovers rendezvous while here, it had been a while after all, she was starting to think the dwarves looked do-able... Yeah... Definitely to find a little tryst! She really ought to remember not to go so long between them, she tended to get mighty mean if she went more than three years, and she was sitting on almost five now! 



It was under those thoughts she realized she had just been pissed on and yeah, that pretty much irked her as she handed him the lion cub, seeing his reaction she laughed. He’s just getting his teeth in so don’t let him bite you, they’re sharp. He might lick you though, in which case try not to flinch, or he’ll think your food.” Yeah... He was still a Lion, even as a cub, but she treated the lion like she were its mother... It was important to implant on their bond as early as she could. She kissed his cheek in thanks as she headed into the Inn to get changed, and yeah that was when she was told her Lion had humped the dwarf she was rooming with and he’d gotten pretty angry with her, going so far as to try to take a swing at her. Needless to say he ended up with is balls nestled back inside his body and hanging out a tree, cursing him out in common and dwarvish before disappearing back inside to get cleaned up and changed... Her outfit was her work one, specific for training because she needed the room, more than once Mufu had attacked her and she had to be able to get out of dodge fast... Typical wild animal behavior, she respected that he wasn’t a pet, and when he attacked? She struck back, she had to prove she was the alpha male and female, otherwise the act would never work. Hence the whip that was constantly at her waist around her lions, it served more as a verbal command than pain wise, the sharp snap in the air taught to them since cubs.



Coming back down she took Rafiki back from him and hung him right off her shoulder again, her hair down and in a long braid over her shoulder, hearing his words about there being space for them outside. “I'll give it a look. I’m not going to lie to you, for all they look tame? They’re still wild animals, they’re Lions, and they will definitely break out to eat whatever farm animals they find. Not a good thing for business, yours or mine right?” She appreciated the idea, the help he offered, but she wasn’t about to let wild animals go in an area she wasn’t familiar with. Though she would go and check it out, see if it had walls, how tall they were or anything like that... A forgotten garden would be pretty fantastic but she didn’t see that in a place this well cared for... She was leaving before she paused, her little herd of lions waiting patiently, laying down and licking fangs as long as some of the workers hands... “Hey.... You married? Or you know, otherwise entangled?” She asked, hands on her hips, her midriff on display with the soft outline of muscles under a soft little layer of fat... If he said no? That he was free? “Well, I’m single and I’ll be here a while, and your pretty good looking for an older guy... How about we have a good bit of fun while I’m here, if you get my drift?” She said with a wink, the flick of her tongue against her bottom lip, a hungry light in her eyes as she let her gaze run over him from top to bottom... “Leave your door unlocked for me and make sure you pack plenty of alcohol and protein... You’ll need to rehydrate and refuel once or twice before I’m done with you.” She gave him a wink before she turned around, snagging his bottle of beer in her hand with a sultry laugh and sashay of her hips, a sharp whistle getting the Lion’s to follow behind her... Sliding her leg over  the lead Lion’s back to ride him towards the beach, gathering up her stuff before saluting him with the bottle, disappearing up the beach towards that enclosed area he was talking about.


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..he nodded when she spoke about what the beer could have contained..-.. pretty much right in the money there, You know your beer. I'm impressed.. -and he truly was.. not many women knew anything about the brewing side of beer and what it took to get it just right..it was a little complicated and it took him several trial and error runs.. but he felt he got it just the way he wanted.. and he was more than prepared to put that in the bar.. they got to know one another then a little better..

she introduced herself and he found her name quite enchanting really.. different.. very individual.. certainly not one he had heard before.. at least around these parts and he was a lot more well travelled than most.. he laughed and waved his hand a little when she spoke about her parents being old school as she put it-.. Happens to all of us my dear.. just wait.. your children will think the same of you.. -he was thoroughly amused.. especially considering he was quite a bit older than most of those that he counted as friends and family-..Being different is pretty awesome though.. why be like everyone else.. -he gave a light shrug of his shoulders..

he clearly stood out amongst a great deal of the rest.. he was broader and taller than most of the general population of Arvandor..he offered her an invite to the ladies night.. she commented on him being super friendly..-.. I figure the girls wouldn't mind another tagging along.. the more the merrier.. they can get pretty rowdy though.. Ill warn you of that.. -he chuckled and nodded..they spoke a little on how long she would be there for.. that the celebration was just around the corner.. she was more than welcome to stay though the noise levels could be a little up and down what with construction going on.. there was a bit of an accident with the cub though..

meaning she had to change.. a rough and tussle with a dwarf had her coming out the victor and he learnt even more about her then.. she was incredibly ballsy and could stand up for herself.. he was going to settle back into the house.. having noticed Diovan and Aces arrival before she asked if he was married.. his brows furrowed a touch.. -.. No.. I am not married.. -he called out to her.. watching as she was rounding up that herd of hers..the Lions seemingly waiting patiently-.. or otherwise entangled.. -he tilted his head.. leaning back against the door here as Ace and Diovans heads peered through the window.. catching a glimpse of this white bombshell practically laying down the red carpet for him right then and there.. he took another drink of his beer..

knocking the glass with his knuckles so the peeping toms would back off and head back to the couch..Oh the sudden burst of laughter and an Oooo that would be heard from inside the house in response to her sudden and quite ballsy proposition..-.. For an older guy huh?.. -he couldn't help the smile that had grown there as he laughed nodding his head.. -. I'm reading you loud and clear Young lady.. -with the emphasis on young since she had called him out on being older.. he downed the remainder of the beer then.. offering her a wave as she headed off down to the beach.. he turned to move back into the house..

Ace proceeded to give him quite a bit of shit naturally.. before Nautilous appeared..he grabbed himself another beer there.. watching as the other two that looked like they had been put through a blender a few times settled in to play cards.. he nodded when you asked if he had a moment-.. of course.. -he motioned to the back step.. heading out there after you as the two of them leant slightly against the wooden railing.. -.. Good news AND bad news.. well now.. that sounds intriguing.. Hit me with the bad news first ..-he nodded.. taking a drink from his bottle there as he lit up the end of the cigar.. his gaze shifting from the surrounding area back to you.. though he just about choked on a mouth full of smoke when he heard that there was an orgy involved and he didn't remember it..-. Fuuck.. are you serious?..

-he laughed and shook his head.. reaching up to rub his fingers back through his hair-.. Figures eh? -he was amused at himself.. highly so.. the one thing he wanted and hed never remember it even occurring..he groaned a bit and laughed looking at you there.. -.. Ok.. so go on.. hit me with the good news then.. Im ready.. -he placed his beer down then before you told him that he was going to be a Father.. and his mouth just dropped open.. that Bells was pregnant.. carrying his child.. -.. No?!.. -his eyes lit up like christmas tree lights and his smile widened considerably-.. How Fucking incredibly awesome is that.. Wow!.. Im going to be a Dad..

-the two of them shared one hell of a bear hug then.. a kiss that would no doubt be remembered.. Oh he was just beaming.. -.. Wow.. -he was almost in a state of disbelief.. he took another drink.. his mind was going a mile a minute.. and yet couldn't really settle on anything in particular.. you asked him about a match..-.. hmm?.. a what?.. -he turned to face you then.. listening about him having a match in the books for about 10 years now.. but that the name was gone.. he blinked a few times.. taking a breath-.. I mean.. sure.. I guess.. I dont know.. I'm pretty old now.. like Ive been around the block a few hundred times more than all of you combined..

-he waved his hand a little-.. Ive lived a great deal of my life on my own or with partners that well.. you know.. -he nodded.. his choices weren't the best in the past.. even if the biggest one was only to keep him closer to who he actually wanted.. -.. Like sure.. if you want to try and find out who it is I wont stop you.. or anything like that.. but honestly.. I dont have a lot to offer anyone.. other than well.. some real estate.. and whatever time I have left.. Im not about to go chasing some young skirt to tie them down in the prime of their lives.. couple of hundred years ago.. Fuck yes I would be have been right on top of that.. literally..

-he laughed exhaling a stream of smoke there-.. not so much now.. but sure.. go ahead see what you can find..-he nodded...listening as you spoke about Jacobs new match..-.. I had heard he finally was matched.. Finally.. after that whole mess with.. well.. she who wont be named.. -he screwed up his face a little.. he was not a fan of Cora.. she just never fit in right.. and he counted himself as a pretty good judge of character.. -.. Look at you and your wandering eyes.. -he grinned and laughed heartily-.. She must be damn fine to have caught your gaze.. Ill be looking out for this new beauty then.. I'm guessing she is coming to the girls thingy.. weekend.. i dont know whatever they do when we head off to do.. well.. what we do.. -he grinned and shot you a wink before the two of them headed back indoors to settle in for cards and the like-

[BadInfluence]

“I enjoy my beer, that’s for sure. Too many places screw it up, they go heavy handed on the hops and it’s like adding too much salt to food, it just ruins it.” She wasn’t an alcoholic no, but she was known to get completely shit faced, three sheets to the wind and totally black out when she decided to go on a bender... She’d wound up in bed with some incredibly weird partners too, she’d own up to that, but hey... At least she was... Seasoned? Definitely open to a lot of different things, so long as it was fun and felt good, of course. “It’s good though... You think about doing one with spices and honey for the fall? If you just added some mead to this recipe and like, hmm... Cloves and nutmeg? You’d have one HELL of an autumn beer my friend.” Beer was definitely something she had fun with!



The introductions were made and she couldn’t help a brow rising on her face. “Really? I mean I have eight, but I haven’t heard them say a peep about their names, maybe I should ask them.” Said oh so casually before she’d turn to her shoulder where the cub was. “Rafiki, do you think momma is old school?” But of course the lion cub did nothing but yawn and hang out as he had been. When he mentioned being different? “No joke... Mom and dad wanted to marry me off to some well landed guy who was my mate in the books. They insisted it was tradition and that I was to trot off like a good girl and marry this sailor and pop out kids for him. Please.” She said, rolling her eyes and reaching up to pet the cub, nuzzling into his super soft baby fur. “I wasn’t going to be that girl let me tell you, so off I went, and I’ve been here for about a decade now. It’s a great life.” Made her own rules, spent her own money, and drank and fucked when and how she wanted to. Who would want anything else?



The invitation to join along was sort of strange, not entirely unheard of, but not common place either. Normally it was extended more so to acquaintances but hey, a free party? Why the hell not? When he mentioned the girls could get rowdy she just kind of tilted her head at him, giving him a sideways look. “You DID see who’s in my caravan group, right? Handsome, I hang out with drunk fire breathing dwarves, pick pocket halflings, a succubus and all sorts of creatures that make ‘rowdy’ look like a children's playdate. It’s more so are you sure they could handle me?” She asked back before explaining how long she was due for remaining before she got peed on and she had to leave the cub with him and get changed, finding out another incident had cropped up that went to the more violent side, handling that first hand of course... You live with a bunch of rowdy guys for a decade? You kinda become one of those rowdy guys as she kicked his ass and chucked him out the window. What could she say, she gave more than she got, she was a generous soul like that... Getting changed and heading back out though she eyed him up and down...



He really was a toothsom piece of meat, she was watching him much like her lions would a tasty treat, and you know... She wanted to make sure she wasn’t going to be twisting someones tit asking him to play around, so naturally she made sure he wasn’t entangled or otherwise involved with someone, wanting to keep things clean and fun... And yeah, she made that first move, and why not? She was in the prime of her life, she was a sexy fucking female who knew her way around all sorts of bedrooms, and hwo had been on a dry spell a bit too long for her own liking. She caught his friends in the window there and she just laughed. “Well hey they can watch if they want, mabye bring you food between sessions, huh?” She laughed and joked, but she was only half teasing, she didn’t care if his friends wanted to watch. He’ll she didn’t care if they wanted to join in so long as it was all good fun. It was impossible to resist teasing him about his age a touch, hell, to be honest? She’d never been into older guys before but something about him? Just did it for her.



“Ah huh... Normally I’d take a hard pass on someone older than me by ten years but you... Mmm... You look like you’d give me just what I want with a little extra on the side... Maturity does come with benefits you know...” Oh yeah, she didn’t try to play coy, the whole come and get me shit. She wanted him? She said it. He teased her about being younger and calling her out on mentioning his age? She got him right back. “Good, cause this young lady really has every intent on breaking a bed and other furniture with you in it sweet cheeks. You really aught prepare yourself... I don’t work with lions for nothing after all.” Yeah... She handled, tamed, and worked with animals known to eat elves and humans alike when the need struck... And she somehow managed to work with them AND be without any scars? Should be warning enough to him that she was a whole lot more than just a pretty package.



She had left him then to go down the beach and find a place for these lions to hang out, somewhere she could pull a roost, something comfortable... She roamed around for a while but hey, surprise surprise? She found a place that was virtually perfect... A burned out house, you could tell it had been large, pretty much a mansion... Massive grounds with a high fence, still gated, running water and deer on the premises... It was perfect and she let the Lions go hunting right then and there... Putting up magical wards, signs, and warnings along the fence... DO NOT ENTER: Lions!.. You know, in case someone was stupid and thought oh lets go play with the kitties, this way she at least had a fallback. From there? She wandered off to explore the town and buy a few things for tonight, namely birth control because while normally she used condoms or you know, the whole pinch pull pray method? With him?



Mmm... With him she wanted the WHOLE package... Why ruin the experience with a rubber or pulling out? She wanted to feel that insanely rich sin, play with the rush and gamble, let herself lose it all to the moment... She’d be here a while, they’d have tons of time to play, and she seriously meant to wear and tear this guy down till he begged off. Naturally that meant she headed to temple to buy the proper potions, having been told by word of mouth that a Sybelle made the best in town, proven to be 100% effective against conception. She? Bought the entire stock... Tough shit for the rest of the population but she already had eight kids now, she didn’t need another, right?

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..he blinked when she more or less let it slip that she had 8 children.. like there was no judgement there.. not at all.. it wasn't unheard of for elves to have quite a few.. but.. she looked so young.. before she turned the tails on it and he figured out she meant the lions.. he laughed and nodded..-.. mm.. yes well I have my own reservations about those supposed books.. -he shrugged his shoulders a little-.. I guess I figure I dont like the idea that a goddess is handling it.. for you.. like.. why cant we just choose it ourselves?.. or figure it all out on our own?.. Fuck up our own lives without having to be pointed in the direction of where we are apparently meant to be.. -he exhaled.. -.. I dont know.. I guess.. it just seems a little unnatural.. but thats neither here nor there..

-he waved his hand a little.. he gave her the invite to the girls night.. with a little warning attached that it could get rowdy.. her response made him smile and nod-.. Ah.. yes of course.. you dont need a warning I'm fairly certain you can pretty much handle anything that is thrown at you.. - she looked like a tough woman.. someone you wouldn't want to cross.. hell he already knew she could look after herself with how she dealt with the little dude that tried to lay into her.. the comments about his marital status had come as a surprise.. but there was no reason to keep it a secret.. so he answered honestly..

the two peeping toms inside the window though were causing him enough grief.. enough to make him smack the glass with the back of his palm.. sending them back to the couch.. her response on them watching had him laughing and he raised his glass to her-.. You are incredibly cheeky.. -he found it oddly alluring.. she had this way of offering backhanded compliments.. like a gentle caress followed by a swift hard slapping.. not something he had come across.. the women could be barbed or sweet.. but never somewhere in between.. -.. Well then.. sounds like I should feel honoured that you'd want to have a go then mm?..

-he laughed.. he was teasing her.. the comments on normally taking a hard pass were too hard to pass up on.. he had to return fire just a little-.. Generally though My dear young friend.. youth in the bedroom only counts for stamina and very little finesse.. and Ill be honest.. I find it hard to believe you would have the strength to break the furniture.. you're such a slight thing.. -he tilted his head.. watching her as she began to walk off with her Lions there.. to find them sanctuary-.. We shall see.. -he took another drink then as he headed back inside..just in time for Nautilous to want to have a chat with him back outside..

[BadInfluence]

Of course she meant lions holy shit! She’d literally have to have back to back pregnancies since leaving her parents in order to rack up her own baseball team worth of kids. Now the moon elfs as a whole though? Huge families. They tended to set the records for families, hell it was her own tribe that had the running lead at twelve. But her? Nope, she was as careful as a thief in a bank, she wasn’t going to take a single step that might lead to her getting pregnant. “Right? They make it out like this person is supposed to be THE perfect match, you know? Like no one else will ever make you feel that way, filling some hole in your soul, who has everything you’ll need to be happy. Like, excuse me? I’m pretty sure I know myself and if that dude was out there? I’d find him on my own because we put the work in it, not cause of some stupid book.” She was surprised to find someone else who had that same viewpoint, it was virtually impossible to find someone who was an Elf that didn’t believe in the Goddess, who thought the books were bullshit... It was refreshing, hell it made him even more sexier in her eyes, not that he needed it... She’d already decided she set his cap for him on this visit.

“Thanks for that... It’s rare to find someone who thinks the same you know? Usually people think the goddess farts bloody golden bubbles of sunlight and glitter...” With that though they went into his invitation for that girls night thing, and she figured sure, why not? Though she was surprised to see him extending the invitation to a stranger... It wasn’t entirely unheard of no, but it wasn’t too common either, took her a bit by surprise. She told him though he might want to warn the other girls about her, not the other way around, after all she held her own with a rag-tag caravan of crazy races... She could easily handle this little get together. What could they get up to? Tea and making needlepoint? Talking about whos baby was cutting their teeth? She hoped not or she’d walk out as soon as she walked in. Though that lead her to ask if he had anyone he was with, she wasn’t a home breaker by any means, and she respected a marriage even if the husband didn’t. She asked him to be her lover for her stay, and his friends on the other side of the glass, hey? She wasn’t a shrew by any means. “Cheeky? Hardly I’m just honest about what I want. I don’t care if they watch, I have an excellent body and I enjoy showing it off now and then, especially when I’m playing with a lover.” Did he think it was going to be boring with her? Come on! She set her sights on him, she had nothing to hide, plus she did have a wonderful sense of humor to back it all up. She enjoyed someone who could keep up, who wasn’t going to get easily offended, get their noses bent out of joint... He rolled with it all, got her back a few more times too, and to be honest? She rather loved it. It was the most fun she had in a minute without a doubt.

“Aww sugar, now don’t get it mixed up, the honor won’t cum until you... Well... Cum.” She said with an incredibly saucy wink. “Talks cheap but it’s when your wrestling hot and naked that you find out if someones got the back up to their boast.” And she was the one who was talking, bragging, the works... He didn’t have to prove anything after all, though she? Oh she definitely did and she wanted to put him through his paces just to show him what it was all about... “Is that so? You going to be my big bad daddy and teach me all about that finess?” She teased back with such a hot, hungry look in her eyes, tease and promise... Oh what fun they were going to have! When he said he hadly thought she’d have the strength to break furniture? Ohhh he shouldn’t have done that... She turned around and looked among the tools, what was there... And moved to a barrel of nails, easily sixty point or more, would take a strong man like himself to carry it... And She? Lifted it with one hand by the rim with a wink... She? Was easily as strong as he was. “Want to try that again, sweetheart? It’s only fun if something gets broken, and I prefer it not be you, especially since I plan on using you for the duration of my stay...” She said with a wink, that laugh, and headed off to find a place for her lions...

There she would stay, getting them settled in and set up, enforcing the walls and such... They’d be here for a while so they needed something a lot more solid than they were used to, but it was better than having them indoors, all the shit they’d get into... Before she knew it though? It was dark, like, full dark. “Well shit.” She said, heading straight to the stream that was running on the property and took a dunk, washing the sweat off of herself real quick... Heading back to the Inn she skirted the doors and went straight for the caravan that held her stuff, taking a good half hour there before she’d come back out, dressed in a thick black cloak before slipping back inside.... Checking from door to door, each locked or empty... Until she found his... Once there? She came in, locking the door behind her, making sure there was some form of light... Fuck that doing it in the dark bullshit. Why have a great body if you don’t show it off? She pulled her hood back with a grin at him, releasing her hair down her back in a long curtain of soft white waves, a lovely contrast to the black of her cloak. “So, you ready or what, big daddy?” She teased before she’d drop the cloak... She wore... Not a fucking bit of clothes... She was completely naked but for body jewelry, and holy shit, what jewelry! It was a silver chain with several jet diamond cut stones with a large crystal in the center, the chains going off of them to connect to her nipple piercings, the last chian dripping down her belly to hand off her clit piercing... She’d been in the caravan for a decade, it came with it’s own unique and wild risks, and hers? Had been a form of body modification. Not tattoos, no she loved her snow white skin, but piercings? Oh yes please.

She sauntered over to him before placing herself square in his lap, thighs spread, breasts pressed to his chest while she slid her fingers into his hair. “So... You still want to teach me or what?” She teased...


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