Syluss had spent the day hunting and bringing in a good haul of meat and vegetables for meals for the next several days. As such comes with hunting is many hours, sometimes days out in the wilderness masking his scent to get the perfect kill. Sometimes his scent is less than pleasant to those around him. So after prepping, skinning and curing the meat, he spent his time in the tub. He found it customary to go take a dive in an outdoor water supply to first get the bulk of the muck and stink off him before bathing inside.
Though once he was done, he let the towel be his only covering as he wandered Destiney’s house. The meat wouldn’t be ready for at least another day but food was on his mind. But in the meantime he caught glimpse of Destiney trying to tie up her hair in the braids she wore so lovely. Walking up behind her he pressed his lightly damp chest to her back and kissed the back of her head and took the hair ties from her and started braiding her hair for her. He was not bad at it but didnt do so quickly. Instead he took his time and used the excuse to braid her hair as a means of contact.
He enjoyed physical contact far more than he ever knew growing up. Once he had the woman he loved by his side so often, he used any reason to have it. Gently putting her hair into braids, he tied one off with the threads she was using. Using it as an excuse to press his face to the side of her neck and mumble his confession of love for her, he started to tend to and braid the remainder of her hair.
“I know you’re not keen on Ishgard but the Sea of Clouds is a beautiful view. A little cold, but we could ask guests to bring warm clothes.” Fingers running through her hair as he braided, somewhat asking her what she thought about Sea of Clouds as a wedding locale. Waiting for her answer he finished her last braid, setting down the hair tie thread used.
He hadn’t gotten her a ring, but to him a physical token of engagement meant less than the act of it. Tis the way of the woodsman.
Bonds. Connected by a thread of fate. No matter the distance. We will always find each other again.
Sometimes the connection between two people is the most unlikely thing you would think could happen. That they don’t fit together. But somehow it works. They fit. Like the missing pieces of a bigger whole. That the one half fits into that broken and jagged half so perfectly to make a whole.
Alex couldn’t help but fall for the small raen healer. She didn’t see him as beyond help. She believed he could change. Be better then he was. For her he was willing to fight to make that true. For Sanagi.
“You’re mine. I love you, Sana.”
Sometimes it takes that one bright and shining soul. The shining light that can break through the darkness and take that person by the hand. Guide them from the darkness and the pain. Let them heal and smile once more.
She had been hurt and used. The memories clearly still haunted her. Yet she was still the sweet little bird who had flown to his side when he made a mistake and gotten injured. Whose smile made him want to offer her the world if he could. Just to see her continue to smile. To keep his sweet rose from withdrawing back into the pain. To see her true worth. Especially in Valen’s eyes.
“Such a pretty flower, You shouldn’t hide away.”
To find that something the soul longs for. To truly live again. As that thread of fate is pulled and tugged. Sometimes gently. Sometimes shoved and pulled. As if the hands of fate are truly at work.
Lance wasn’t looking for someone. Had pretty much given up hope on such an ideal at his age. Duty. He lived for duty to the High House he served. Then in walked an angel. He could have sworn Halone herself had sent this woman to him. A tug towards the lady who offered her kindness and help to quiet the pain. Still he remained guarded yet. So afraid to let anyone close to him after all that had happened. Maybe he really did need a shove by Halone.
“Kyna, I shall do my best. I hope you will continue to help me through this.”
Sometimes that is all one truly needs. A hope. A guiding hand. To find a bond so very needed. A bond that gives them strength and steel. Makes them stronger rather then weaker. A bond that they would fight tooth and nail to protect.
Silent wings. Silent songs. A calling neither answered. Yet a small hope began to bloom as the dragon began to find herself craving the next meeting with the small miqo’te woman. So many people she couldn’t trust with the truth. Yet Bodge… Bodge she could trust. Bodge was the first person she had trusted since Roselle.
“Bodge friend, would you like some berries?”
Yet no two bonds are exactly alike. Each one is unique. Each one is special. As that red thread of fate brings them together. No matter the distance, they will find each other.
Destiney had been cautious at first. Not sure she wanted to love again. More then once she had been shot down, left feeling unworthy. Then along came the wolf to steal the maiden’s heart. She handed it over to him so willingly. Found herself wanting nothing more then to stay by his side. To have a family with him.
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Alex sighed softly as he looked at his gear and ran a hand over the guards for his hands. Remembering the other night. The way Sana had looked in the coat made by the same man who had crafted his own armor.
Hell he still remembered the first time he truly fell for her. It was still hard to believe that she could love someone like himself. They were heading towards a year now though. It seemed so close and yet still so far. Even with all they had been through over the time they had been together.
Fixing his injuries without too many prying questions. Not admonishing him for what he did. Actually listening to the truth he rarely told most. Not even running from him when he had tried to scare her off for her own safety. Not looking at him like the broken creature he often felt like…
Still she tried to make him see his own worth. Making him feel like maybe there was some hope… Even for someone like himself.
L’ania. Ulan. Arik. Ilan. Lancefer. Most importantly Sanagi.
Perhaps he wasn’t as hopeless as he once thought. Giving a wry chuckle before running a hand over his face. A lot had changed in a little over two years. For once… He had friends. He had someone he loved. He had a chance at happiness. If he could let go of the fear.
His thoughts drifted to Sana again. To just them together for her nameday. To the sweet tenderness of her tending to his wounds. Sleeping with her snuggled close to him. Seeing her smile. Having perfectly normal meals together. Treating him like he was a valid person and not just a monster.
Sana always seemed to make everything okay. No matter how stupid he acted. Her light chased away the darkness. She somehow always made everything okay.
Alex tipped his head back as he closed his eyes. He was alone. He felt no shame in letting the tears run down his cheeks right now. “Please… Let me stay by her side. Let me have this one thing if nothing else.” A quiet plea to the gods that he swore hated him and made him suffer for so much of his life.
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Esper dozed on his favorite blue pillow as Stefan worked in his room. Papers and books had been set aside to make space for some alchemy work today. None of his usual had any medicine requests. At least not recently. But it never hurt to make extra.
Extra plus he wanted to tweak and play with a few of the recipes. The science wasn’t yet perfect. Not good enough. Always room for improvement. More results needed.
Trying to change the tastes of medicines without changing how they worked could be tricky. It was a lot of trial and error. Or waiting on test results. More often then not he ended up being his own test victim rather then try to find someone else willing. It had only gone badly a few times. Thankfully his sister lived in the Goblet as well. Not that he was any sort of alchemist expert. Yet. His skills with a tome and magic still outclassed his skills with alchemy.
Stefan checked the vial after mixing the ingredients. Setting it aside while he started another. The first one needed to set for a bit before he could test the results of the mixture.
Spirit of the Warlock 