((part of this is taken form a log form the tavern , if any wish there character to know or have heard of the events feel free , sense in this time frame word of mouth can carry far in a small kingdom like this one))
Andor slips into his room quietly , havening excused himself form the druid and this strange night for reflection on everything that has transpired this night . his form then turns and sits down on the chair he placed next to his window .. His eyes close and he things back to something he showed the world tonight , though it may have been a foolish action he did it for good cause.. ~~Memory sequence Start~~ Andor_Cole` smiles lightly and then he bows his head towards Syndre , he then bows his head towards Senica doing the task she wished of him , and then he settles back in his seat , to stare in the flames absently , his mind drifting , he just assumes the lady Senica had him summon the other individual for conversation or such , sense his own company is probably to be left to be desired Senica was taking a sip of the cider and putting it back tot he table as the woman and the man returned. She offered a hesitant smile, "Forgive the intrusion, but I wondered if you knew of a cleric...I am starting to feel a strange soreness in my throat." Syndre smiles slightly.� A cleric .. i know of a few .. of which god or goddess do you favor?� She asks. Andor_Cole` smiles as he looks up slightly towards Senica and then he lifts a hand , but no he lowers it again to rest it in his lap descideing to remain silent , his head cast downwards and he just listens to the two others Senica shook her head, �It matters not in this land...only ...to make my....feel better." She reached for the mug of cider once more and almost coughed and spilled it. Syndre looks over at andor, as she saw the faint lifting of his hand. �perhaps your compaion knows a bit about healing?� She asks. Andor_Cole` looks up into Senica's eyes softly , letting go of something though he knows there is another person present and he normaly dose not wish this secrit to be let out , he reaches out with one of his hands to try and touch Senica's shoulder , wile his eyes shift form the blue pools .. his eyes seem to begin to shift into a golden color , with two reptile like slits in the center , the ominus golden hue almost like two plated golden coins , shimmering within the candle light� perhaps .. but she may not trust me� Senica arched her brows and looked from the woman to Andor curiously. She waved a hand at his suggestion and shook her head. "Lutfen..." She felt the tightening and tried to swallow some more tea. Syndre � why would she trust me? i'm a stranger? But if you are hesitant, i am not. I'm a druid, but i do have some healing properties. if i might?� She asks, gesturing to senicas throat. �Unless your friends reticence has lessened.� Senica She couldn't look away from the fascinating set of eyes. What in the god's name? " Please....help..." She then started coughing uncontrollably, shaking and spilling the cider upon herself and the floor. Andor_Cole` shakes his head, as he watches the situation , Lutfen , he assumes that is a rejection to his own aid for her , but he see's her coughing and in need , he emeditally rushes towards Senica , leaping practically out of his seat to try and pull her into his arms , �in Bahaumets name �he then moves to try and slide one of his hands to touch Senica's throat , his fingers now revealed form under his sleafs , on each finger his fingernails are long and golden , like they were plated and slightly hooked at the ends like claws , but he keeps his fingertips back a bit not to let the tips of the nails touch her at all Syndre backs up and lets andor take care of someone who he obviously cares a great deal for. healing is a gift, it should never be hidden. Andor_Cole` looks down towards her and then towards the woman , almost silently trying to state that he will try and handel this , mayhaps to make up for his upsetting her earlier .. but he needs to lessen the magic that keeps this form , keeps the illusion of his human shape .. his back arches slightly and then his tunic rips off of his chest , two long golden wings jet out of his back side , they flap out with a crack each end has a hooked talon at the end of it , and then he trys to wrap his wings about both of there forms to almost nesstle her againt his chest ... a cooing sound eminates form his lips, a beautful sound , a unearthly sound Senica Of course, a victim of her own mother tongue, lutfen meant please...her arms flailed out as the coughing continued. This sudden outburst of a cold quite odd for a woman who really felt unwell. She opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling, seeing parts of Syndre's face and part of Andor's as well. Venus Her brows raise even further at this transformation, but she makes no startled sound to disturb his concentration as she observs closely. Andor_Cole` moves his head down towards Senica's neck , and then he takes in a deep breath , his skin seeming to shimmer with each moment of letting go , another part of his form is unleashed , his skin even now begining to shift and reform , until his entire biped body is matted in brillant golden scales , his head then tilts upwards to place his lips near her own lips and noes , he exhales that deep breath for what seems a eternity , letting out a glittering shimmering breath that seams coated in a golden dust .. a healing breath that washes out towards her , begging in its own right to be breathed in by the injured woman , its healing propertys would try and cleans her system and repair what dammage it can Senica "Gultaniz hosgeldin velmek iy buykmen..." she whispered aloud in bewtween choking sounds as she saw the arch of a wing and thought she'd reached the sun god's lair. Violet eyes blinked, disoriented. Andor_Cole` finger tips begin to run and caress along Senica's neck , his touch magicaly indowed to be comferting right now coaksing to try and lesson her pain and open her breathing passages to accept his breath of life .. he slowly lowers his face towards hers even more to try and place his lips over hers , attempting to coaks her mouth open with his lips to breath deeply into her mouth if she will allow it . Syndre notes the scales and the golden breath, taking every deatail in, her head cocked to the side in question. Senica She had asked the sun god if he was going to welcome her to his place, and upon inhaling that golden dusty air she immediately felt the muscles ease and open up just as she opened her eyes to see lips moving down toward hers. She blinked several times, and open her mouth to protest but no sound came forth. Her hand reached aimlessly for his arm. The sun god was trying to kiss her!? Andor_Cole` breaks his lips form hers to inhale another deep breath of air about him , his body shimmering with the light of the sun itself , even ounce of light casted form the fire onto his form is reflected brillantly , but the way he holds Senica in his arms his wings would provide a comfertable shade for her , and then he leans forth again to try and breath another breath across her lips , the breath itself would be warm , senuius and comferting if the efects still hold strong , continueing to breath the airs of life into her lungs and through her body .. he feels her hand reaching and touching for his arm , Senica 's eyes are wide and she's quite bewildered as she tries to speak, "I...thank....I'm well...I'm well...." She closed her eyes once more, thinking perhaps she was having some type of dream, but upon opening them she wondered how she could be feeling so at ease with this creature? Andor_Cole` takes in a breath of releaf looking at Senica to make shure she seems well , and then he lets his wings break and part away form her , and then with the guidence of his arms he trys to settle her back onto the chair .. ~End Memory sequence~~ he snaps out of his daydream , remembering now the conversations that happened after this , and how the Druidess hinted that he may have tender emotions towards the Princess. he shakes his head thinking it would never be , but a flicker of memory of the one sensation in his mind that has lingered in his mind , how at ease , how comfortable she seemed in this creatures arms... Fear though dose cling to this young dragons mind , there was others in the room , Lilla , the townsfolk that were by the hearth late at night .. How many by tomorrow will know by rumour of what he really is ... and will word of this go to his homeland to bring his impending doom.. _________________________________________________________________ Get your FREE download of MSN Explorer at http://explorer.msn.com/intl.asp -- To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Archives & Other DMI Lists: http://www.dragonmyst.f2s.com/lists.php3
