Home of the Eypharian Woman [Closed]

by **Tyuru** on June 18th, 2010, 6:02 pm

Tyuru was just as shocked as Nealle, hearing the words she had wanted to say but hadn’t trusted herself to convey properly. Admiration flooded her features as she stared at Wystern. She herself had (rather obviously) never been good at reading people, and the sting of jealousy that normally would have marred her never came. Instead, a glow of respect grew in her like a plant for the knight. Talk about a really, really honest Prince Charming. And he thought she was beautiful, which made her like him a lot anyway.

She studied Aren and Nealle. Nealle’s beauty amazed her, inside and out. “Nealle, you’re incredibly beautiful. I find it incredible because you manage to find beauty in things even when you are so jaded about the whole business. You admit to beauty elsewhere even though you feel you have none, which makes you so generous I can’t even begin to describe how awed I am.” Her voice was hushed. The words poured out of her in a rush, as they normally did. “You’re a desert blossom, you know that? Rare, beautiful and exotic as a faraway sunset. And I have to admit, I also didn’t mind the half-nakedness too much. I was too busy noticing your graceful arms,” she giggled.

Tyuru could not read Aren accurately (not like she could actually read anyone in the first place, she thought with a mental snort) and she said nothing to him other than, “You should be careful what you eat, I might be poisonous,” matching the Akalak’s impish grin with an equally mischievous one of her own.

[[OOC: Okay, so where are we? ‘Cause I got the impression Aren and Nealle started walking away. Did Wystern and I catch them up? If so, where are we now? Outside? ^-^’]]

by **Nealle** on June 19th, 2010, 5:52 pm

The walk was beginning to drag on. Nealle couldn't tell, being unaccustomed to the environment just yet, where she was, if their direction was the correct one, and so on. She was glad, however, the topic was turning to a more light-heartened and almost comical conversation. For a few moments she thought she was going to breakdown because of Wystern. "I had no intention into forcing anybody here to be my guide... or my crutch." Nealle shook her head slowly before shifting back to her natural language, Arunemic."I will never again do what I did to my brother." Nealle nodded slowly. A crutch? It was an absurd thought, thinking that somebody would be no more than a tool to walk around. Even though she wanted somebody to help her, that wasn't the sort of thing she meant. It was hard for her to both understand and explain. For him to even assume that was her intention, it bothered her.

By why should it? She wasn't the one to come and hunt him down and beg for him to lead her. She was at home, forgot to dress as she opened the door, and listened. He, Wystern, and Tyuru came to her, although because of the situation it may have been difficult not to, but she didn't drag them into it. Nealle thought all this, but it didn't help. She felt guilty. "Aren, if you'll lead me to this Stallion, I'll never ask you for guidance again." Nealle spoke grimly for a moment before diverting the conversation back towards Wystern and Tyuru.

"It seems you three almost prefer me naked. Perhaps I should strip down right now. So, Wystern, you seem to be most familiar here. Are we about to your little Whorehouse or whatever this Stallion is?"

[[OOC: I believe, but am not sure, we are already walking, all in one four-person group, to teh Stallion, still inside the Castle, which its structure confuses me. I don't think we are 'outside' yet, but certainly we are getting close?

Also, sorry for the late reply. I've been battling with my four-year-old nephew with foam swords, fun and time consuming.]]

by **Aren** on June 19th, 2010, 6:53 pm

"You can ask me for guidance any time you want..." Aren replied to Nealle's comment, all matter of factly. By the way she seemed to respond to what he had said earlier, though, she didn't understand what he had meant by "crutch" at all. But, he'd explain another time, if he got the chance. Now wasn't the moment for it.

Finally, they came upon the light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak. Those castle corridors were starting to drive Aren mad, and he was glad to be out of them and in the sunlight once more.

"A sweet poison, I imagine." The Akalak nodded in deference to Tyuru. She wasn't nearly as innocent as she seemed, after all. "Seriously, where's the Stallion, again?" Aren had been, but he wasn't exactly familiar with the city or the intricacies of it's layout by any means. He'd simply have to rely on Crow's navigation for the time.

"Who wouldn't prefer a beautiful woman naked?" Nealle's nudity comment tugged at him, and Aren sort of responded a little absentmindedly, at no one in particular. It was more of a philosophical observation than anything else.

by **Wystern** on June 20th, 2010, 12:58 am

"Nealle, I have two things to ask of you. Please don't get naked, it's against Syliran laws. And second, please don't call Rearing Stallion a whorehouse. It's a tavern, and a retired Knight owns it; I respect the man, his family, and his crew, so if you would be kind enough to not degrade it to brothel," Wys said with a slight smile.

It didn't take long to the Tavern entrance. Ironically it never does. There were some people in it, the smell of ale and burning candles was present even outside. He looked at Nealle.

"Smells familiar? We are still going to take you to Tooth and Claw after this."

[[OOC: sorry for short post, not really much to say right now.]]

by **Tyuru** on June 20th, 2010, 8:40 am

“I have to agree with Wystern, unless you’re Kelvic it’s better to keep your clothes on. At the same time, I also agree with Aren.” The sunlight warmed Tyuru and she stopped for a moment to allow the warmth to seep into her, turning her face to it like a sunflower. Then she opened her eyes and continued on, rather refreshed and glad to be in open air.

“Also, you intimidating blue man, I can’t be sure if you’re teasing or flirting. Neither is acceptable,” Tyuru deadpanned, but it was obvious she was joking. She didn’t say it, but she enjoyed the attention of people after having nobody to talk to for such a while.

The smell of the tavern made her inhale deeply. She was hungry. She had no lodgings other than a tent and no food, and the small amount of food she managed to steal with her slight skill in larceny barely kept her from passing out. The sleep she managed to get sleeping on the streets didn’t help to replenish her energy. There was one upside: she was beginning to lose weight. Somehow, using fountain water and the few supplies she had, she managed to keep herself clean and presentable, so that her lack of money didn’t show.

Inside, the Stallion was full of the quiet murmur of voices. Uncertain, Tyuru hovered by the door, watching her three companions. She had no money to pay for the meal. She couldn’t bear to think one of them might offer to pay for food – she was too proud to accept money. Tyuru didn’t enjoy having favors to return, and the one possible way she could pay for it was something she tried to avoid at all costs. Tyuru thought she could accompany them into the tavern, but the smell of food might drive her mad and she didn’t think she could manage to steal anything in so crowded a place, especially not with a knight around. Far too risky.

“Maybe I should go,” she said for the second time that day.

[OOC: Yes, yes, I know my character sheet says I still have like 95 gm. But the rest is gonna be payment to Eris for teaching Tyuru to use a dagger, we just haven't gotten to the payment part yet in our thread. However, since that was a while ago in Miz time, Tyuru has no money right now. ^-^']

by **Nealle** on June 20th, 2010, 6:00 pm

Nealle frowned childishly as Wystern got onto her for her comments. Apparently he didn't catch she was joking or commenting on the allusion of the Stallion sounding like a whorehouse, as one of the boys mentioned earlier. She sighed heavily, not even the slightest of attempts to hide it, and shook her head. Nealle wasn't even going to bother with a response, not to Wystern nor Tyuru, at least not on the subject of Stallions or Nakedness. "The Tooth and Claw sounds fierce. I'm not sure I want to find out what lives there."

Nealle listened to the conversation between Aren and Tyuru with a smile, the threats of cannibalism, the threats of being poisoned, and so on. Nealle was actually surprised to hear Tyuru call Aren 'intimidating'. Perhaps she was joking, but Nealle didn't find Aren, who was probably strong enough to crush her with ease, threatening in anyway really. He was like a hug-able giant who said two different things at the same time, at least that's how it seemed to Nealle.

A brief walk father and the group was inside the Stallion, and yes, Wystern was right, she had a faint smell of this place from him himself in fact. She had never been here before, but she did recognize it faintly. The smell of alcohol actually caused her nose to tingle, an uncomfortable feeling. Nealle faced Tyuru, now curious as to what spawned her sudden shift in atitude. "Should you go? Why should you? We've just arrived."

[ooc: Sorry it's a little rushed, I'm in a hurry to get out of here.]

by **Aren** on June 21st, 2010, 1:13 am

"What makes you think I'm doing either?" Aren shot Tyuru a glance, looking dead serious. "Maybe..." Releasing Nealle's hand, the Akalak slowly inched towards the tiny human girl, with a conspicuous cadence of steps. "...I really am just hungry!" Rearing up in a pseudo menacing pose, his long, large blue arms easily touched the ceiling of the tavern. When he brought them down, however, they were gently placed on Tyuru's shoulders, as if they were but feathers.

"I recommend you stay. Crow's paying, and I hear he's a notorious cheapskate, so he must really like you guys." Aren laughed as he invented things right on the spot to tease Tyuru with. "Also, if it's illegal to walk around naked, it might actually be illegal to refuse a knight's hospitality." This part however, the Akalak didn't doubt might be true. In Syliras, you couldn't swing a dead kelvic without hitting half a dozen things that were illegal to do, so it really wouldn't have surprised him at this point.

On a separate note, Aren recalled Wystern having mentioned something about another establishment with a peculiar name, "The Tooth and Claw, huh? Sounds like a place where people fight. You'll have to show it to me sometime, Crow." He realized the place was more likely to be a brothel than any kind of arena, but he could hope.

((OOC: Should we conclude this thread and start a new one up on location?))

by **Nealle** on June 21st, 2010, 3:32 am

[[OOC: Yes, I think it should end here. Whoever wants to start the next thread, being located in the Rearing Stallion, feel free to do so and we'll continue it. The title of this thread seems out of date/location now.]]

by **Tyuru** on June 21st, 2010, 10:27 am

[[Okay, cool. Maybe Nealle should start the next thread, otherwise I feel like the rest of us would be hijacking it in a way. If that makes sense.]]

by **Tyuru** on July 8th, 2010, 1:34 pm

OOC :