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Post by Keyleth on Nov 10, 2018 7:15:20 GMT -8
Key steps through the door to her room quietly, so as not to disturb Anglerond if he is meditating. She leaves the door open behind her so that Alluvian can follow her through. She looks around the room in search of the man she left here.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 7:21:27 GMT -8
Anglerond listens as the door opens. He looks behind him, stands up and doesn't reach for his tunic. His body still muscular, but covered in dozens of scars and puckered wounds. Many of them should have been fatal. He smiles broadly at Key, his muscles shifting as he puts his pants on slowly. Then he realizes Alluvian behind Key and he quickly pulls his pants on and grabs his tunic. "I am sorry I was running a little late."
He looks down a sheepish smile on his face.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 7:22:50 GMT -8
Alluvian bursts out into full throated laughter, not looking away, ”Maybe it is the age of boys that I am not interested in. Maybe I need to look at older men.” She nudges Key at the inside joke.
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Post by Keyleth on Nov 10, 2018 7:30:02 GMT -8
She crosses her arms over her chest and admires the view. A broad slow smile spreads across her lips.
“This one has definitely aged well.” Her expression settles into something a bit more serious.
“I was just checking to make sure you hadn’t passed out and drown yourself in the tub.”
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:05:39 GMT -8
Anglerond starts chuckling and looks back towards the bed, a pleased look on his face. "I am not that old yet. Give me a couple years and I will need to take naps and need to take a couple days off after an event like that."
He leans over and brushes his lips across Key's, his breath still warm with desire."I have no other desire in this world other than to be in your presence... except maybe for a nap later." He winks at her.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:07:15 GMT -8
Alluvian watches the interaction, same smile on her face. ”He lies, he takes naps all the time...”
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Post by Keyleth on Nov 10, 2018 8:15:17 GMT -8
Key kisses him back. A warm smile that reaches to her toes when he pulls back. When Alluvian responds she throws back her head and laughs. When she can stop she looks at him with avraised eyebrow.
“If you weren’t napping what were you doing in here.?” She crosses her arms over her chest again in mock disapproval.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:28:59 GMT -8
He looks over at the floor where he was sitting, his smile from ear to ear. "Meditation techniques, some of the wounds are still sore years later, the Forest wounds are difficult to heal. Also it calms my mind. Mostly today though, it helps me regain some of my stamina... that was suffering severely for awhile."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:34:23 GMT -8
Alluvian's expression darkens a little. ”That is because the wounds of the Forest don't just hurt you physically.”
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Post by Keyleth on Nov 10, 2018 8:41:58 GMT -8
Key looks down at her left arm and flexes her fingers. She looks back up to Anglerond, then over to Alluvian and back. She reaches up a hand and runs it down one of the scars on his chest.
“Have you had a healer look at them? My arm was withered when we fought the elves that had been taken by the myst in the dwarven hold. Luke healed me and I haven’t felt a thing sense.”
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:58:16 GMT -8
Anglerond cocks his head realizing Key didn't understand what the Rangers were. He opens the door leading out and yells for breakfast, he goes over to the small sitting table with four chairs on it and sits.
"Rangers are a unique organization. We... they consist mainly of volunteers sworn to protect our people. Part of the oath involves not accepting magical intervention on our own behalf. Our sole desire was for the people we protect, so no focus could be on us... on them. We could call on a mage or cleric to fight, but not to aid our organization."
He shrugs, "There were some realistic reasons about the restrictions, we don't have enough healers to risk in the Rangers since it is basically constant war with the drow and the forest and unlike the drow's unseeming unlimited access to magical support we have to be careful. It is also a power dynamic, part of why we are allowed the authority we have over the houses is they all know for the most part we individually don't live long enough to challenge the noble houses individually. Basically its a one way trip and most of us... them will be gone within a decade or two."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 8:59:16 GMT -8
Alluvian's face gets serious. ”Father has fought the other houses over this. Especially after my aunt was killed he fought to outfit the rangers with everything at our disposal. The other houses disagree though...”
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Post by Keyleth on Nov 10, 2018 10:01:17 GMT -8
Key strides across the room and settles herself sideways on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her expression is thoughtful.
“But you can be healed now?” She asks tentatively. She thinks a few more moments and says:
“It just doesn’t seem right. If every house just gave a little bit and no more it would make a huge difference. The Rangers have been nothing but neutral right? They’re an unpaid police force. It just seems they would be more effective if they had a few more resources.” A light dawns.
“Unless that is exactly what the houses don’t want.” Her body goes a bit tense with anger
“Im changing that as soon as they put a crown on my head.”
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 14:49:11 GMT -8
Anglerond runs his hands down Key's side, vaguely reassuringly touching and exploring what he had seen earlier. He seems to lose himself in touching her while listening to her. When she is angry his eyes flash open.
"It is on purpose, it is the trade off the... Rangers have in their authority. They pay for that authority with their lives. To be honest, I don't know if the Rangers would want to change it for fear of being beholden to you. Right now they are outside of the authority of the houses for most things, but if you supplied them the houses and the Rangers might feel power balances shift. When you are crowned you will have to consider that carefully."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 10, 2018 14:55:35 GMT -8
Alluvian pulls out more pastry from her pocket, in a very similar maneuver seen used by Te'Teh frequently. She quietly munches and watches.
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