Eagle's Nest (Closed) (Elvira, Arcturus, Turran)

[Elvyra]

Elvyra was silent for a long moment, watching Arcturus. Was she honestly considering going with him? She had a strong urge to, and him referring to her as being a companion sent a small thrill of content through her. Dread fell on her then as she realized what it probably meant. She'd never had a bondmate, and if she had a choice, she most definitely would not choose Arcturus as one, but she had a bad feeling that, despite this, he was the companion she so desperately wanted.

"I'm sure there are plenty of smart, pretty whores out there," She said scornfully, skillfully hiding her thoughts from the man.

[Arcturus Aldaine]

He snorted, taking a long swig of the expensive wine, and why shouldn't he? He had expensive tastes, for one who lived in a tent, and whatever inn was available, maybe that was why he had the least money most of the time. "I am sure there are," he said, but then looked her in the eyes, "But surely none as smart and beautiful as you are."

[Elvyra]

She narrowed her eyes, meeting his gaze. "Persistent, aren't you?" She snorted, reaching over to pluck the bottle from his hands and knocking back a large mouthful of the liquid, swirling it in her mouth before swallowing, shifting slightly. Still holding the bottle in one hand, she reached down to vigorously rub her free hand over the length of her lean legs, as they were beginning to tingle and numb from the cold.

She was confused by his words, to say the least. All three Aldaine brothers seemed to think rather highly of her, which puzzled her to no ends. She was street savvy, yes, but intelligent? That was pushing it. As for beautiful, well...Elvyra hardly considered a scrawny, lithe, half-wild girl like herself to be beautiful. Absently, she traced patterns in the snow with her fingertip. Deciding to humour the man, she looked back up at him, cocking a brow, and said casually, "Say I agree to go with you. What's in it for me?" It was hardly like Arcturus was trying to coax her into bed for her own pleasure.

[Arcturus Aldaine]

Arcturus laughed, his eyes now locked with Elvyra's in a maddening gaze, "How about the best night of your life?" he asked, his tone completely smooth and seductive. Arcturus seemed to get a few inches closer to her, "Let's just say that I'm more patient than Jase... and more... generous."

[Elvyra]

The flush on the Kelvic's skin deepened, and she resisted the urge to shrink back when he sidled closer. In any case, if she had, she'd have only been pushing herself onto Turran's lap. She grit her teeth, turning her head to take another swallow of spiced wine. Arcturus was much too close for comfort, but Elvyra flat out refused to back down.

She was silent for a moment, avoiding the man's piercing eyes, brooding. His...offer was definitely tempting, Elvyra had to admit. And why wouldn't it be? He was attractive, no doubt, though she'd bite off her own tongue before telling him so, and she'd just reached the age of sexual maturity for a Kelvic. Coupled with the fact that her first experience in bed had been just the other night, it made Elvyra curious, though it was most likely a recipe for disaster.

Despite all this, however, she was loathe to give in to Arcturus, especially in front of Turran. She could feel his vivid eyes on her, never leaving her as he waited-as he'd said-patiently. She had a hard time believing that the brash man was always this patient, however, and assumed he was only so with women. "I wonder, Aldaine," She said with a smirk, looking back at him, refusing to let him see her contemplate his proposition, "Just exactly how patient are you?"

[Arcturus Aldaine]

"Oh, you'll find that I never leave anything half-finished," he winked, his implied meaning make it across, clear as daylight, before staring back out into the white distance that was the city before them.

He looked back at the Kelvic's beautiful features, "Elvyra, I am dying to get to know you better, is there any way I can get a definitive answer?" his voice remained smooth and practiced, as it always was, just like he trained himself when he was younger.

[Turran_Aldaine]

Although Turran had just been watching on for a while he could see how uncomfortable the girl was getting so he reached over her shoulder, making sure not to touch her this time, and pushed Arcturus back a bit saying,

"you presume too much brother, perhaps she does not wish to have you as much as you wish to have her." and then to the Elvyra, "my apologies my brother is getting out of hand perhaps we could go to a nearby tavern to get a meal? I know a great place by the name of the Red Diamond." In truth Turran didn't know anything about the city and was only aware of the tavern because of the label on the bottle Arcturus brought, but he thought it might be good to make her think he knew the city at least a little. However at the look that his brother gave him over her shoulder Turran began to silently create a shield over himself using his skill (26) to shield against pointed or blunt objects, just in case his brother decided to hit him or even attack him with his bow or his dagger that he loved so much.

[Arcturus Aldaine]

"I can smell the magic on you, Turran," he spat, his brother's name and the name of the foul art he practiced were laced with venom, Arcturus always thought of magic as something to be ashamed of, a manner of fighting reserved for cowards, "Maybe you should try cooping up in an attic for over nine hours with nothing but a shortbow and a dagger, then we'd see how you truly fight, no magical shield, no physical shield, just your timing and your stealth keeping you alive, that's real."

[Turran_Aldaine]

Turran laughed trying to not have this devolve into a fight, "You can keep your shortbow and dagger," he laughed, "I would much prefer to stick with my iron staff. Besides I was simply offering the young lady a meal, can you honestly say you are not hungry after so long on the road with only trail rations?" at this point Turran finished up his shield so he was completely protected from being cut or smashed, although he could still receive a few bruises or a broken rib.

[Arcturus Aldaine]

Arcturus sighed, looking away from his brother, "I'll have you know that I'm not hungry," he said, and then looked back at Elvyra, lowering his voice so only she could hear him, "But there is something, no, someone, I'd like to spend some time with, alone, in my room."