" yeah im having a lot of fun!" Celtic said smiling happily at Syn, her bright purple eyes where shinning brightly @[member="Syn"]
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Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"], @[member="Celtic Corcoran"]
As she continued her training, her free style evolved into a faster pace. Her lightsaber becoming a white blur within the space she practiced. Iella had become one with her blade and she could feel the essence of the Dragon filling her and feeling her spirit. The white mist forming in her mouth and swirling there only soft wisps escaping her mouth as she moved. A tightness knotted in her middle, she could feel that energy building up again, that untapped source yet to be discovered or rather investigate to see what the potential was of it.
A soft growl issued from her mouth as she could feel the build up to the energy, she only assumed this was something of the Dragon now dwelling inside her.
The White Dragon, longing to be released, trapped since that day on Tatooine when Iella had killed her in a battle that she lost. But the young girl gave her thanks for her gifts .. a white pearl and part of her skin to enhance her weapon. This young girl, now woman is worthy of such gifts. But the Dragon has a hunger, attracted to the darkside she wishes to feed but that will have to wait. For now she will strengthen his young woman and the day will come.......
Iella's heart raced with the exercise and her mind began to strengthen with a focus, the landscape around here feeding her with the force, she could feel it in her whole body, pulsing with the life around her. The presence of all the Cathar made aware to her, she could sense Celtic and Syn and ... another close by. Iella stopped and looked directly at the Cathar woman standing on the edge of the space watching her.
Their eyes meet. The woman nodded her head and turned indication for Iella to follow. Iella extinguished her lightsaber and followed.
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Her body stripped naked, she stood in the center of the room near a small fire blazing in a stone hearth, above the hearth a hole in the roof for the smoke to escape. Two Cathar females anointed Iella's body from her head to her feet, with slightly scented oils. The woman that Iella had followed, sat in a corner sing-speaking incantations in the in a low voice as she held a bowl filled with a brown liquid.
Other female Cathar played a gentle music, melodic and calling ... the music filled Iella with a sense to dance. The two young Cathar woman finished oiling her and beckoned Iella to dance, they commenced the dance and Iella followed their movement. The three, with light feet, danced around the fire, twisting and turning, their hips swaying in time to the music, it is a sensual dance, intoxicating and reveling.
The woman Iella followed stood and walked over to her with the bowl. The dancers stopped as she approached, the two dancing partners bowed low with respect and back away. Iella followed and bowed too, not knowing who this woman was. She is old and an Elder and Iella suspected a Nimir-raj. She stood close to Iella and ran her hand over Iella's body pausing over Iella's breasts and lower regions. She nodded only. Then took out a sprig of herbs and did the same again, the scent of the herbs infusing the oil on her body, she spoke while performing this ritual, an incantation.
"Drink", the Elder said in basic and lifted up the bowl. Iella took the bowl and lifted it to her lips and drank the liquid, as she did the woman continued. "You are past the phase of Changing Woman and have entered the next phase of womanhood. As Nimir-raj to one of our beloved Kings we anoint thee. I am Wise Blood the last phase of womanhood, Vycla the Wise I am known and my King has past on".
The Elder looked into Iella's eyes. "This is your rite of prosperity and fertility".
The Elder took Iella's hand and turned the palm upward, then with a small knife, she made a cut across her palm, Iella hissed with the pain. The Elder held her hand high over the fire and let the blood flow into the fire. "This is a release of bad blood, all those thoughts and feelings that dwell within you, a purge of ill".
"Now, Nimir-raj go and ready yourself for this evening". As the Elder said this the two female dances place Iella's dress on her. In silence they all left the room, leaving Iella there alone in her thoughts.
As she continued her training, her free style evolved into a faster pace. Her lightsaber becoming a white blur within the space she practiced. Iella had become one with her blade and she could feel the essence of the Dragon filling her and feeling her spirit. The white mist forming in her mouth and swirling there only soft wisps escaping her mouth as she moved. A tightness knotted in her middle, she could feel that energy building up again, that untapped source yet to be discovered or rather investigate to see what the potential was of it.
A soft growl issued from her mouth as she could feel the build up to the energy, she only assumed this was something of the Dragon now dwelling inside her.
The White Dragon, longing to be released, trapped since that day on Tatooine when Iella had killed her in a battle that she lost. But the young girl gave her thanks for her gifts .. a white pearl and part of her skin to enhance her weapon. This young girl, now woman is worthy of such gifts. But the Dragon has a hunger, attracted to the darkside she wishes to feed but that will have to wait. For now she will strengthen his young woman and the day will come.......
Iella's heart raced with the exercise and her mind began to strengthen with a focus, the landscape around here feeding her with the force, she could feel it in her whole body, pulsing with the life around her. The presence of all the Cathar made aware to her, she could sense Celtic and Syn and ... another close by. Iella stopped and looked directly at the Cathar woman standing on the edge of the space watching her.
Their eyes meet. The woman nodded her head and turned indication for Iella to follow. Iella extinguished her lightsaber and followed.
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Her body stripped naked, she stood in the center of the room near a small fire blazing in a stone hearth, above the hearth a hole in the roof for the smoke to escape. Two Cathar females anointed Iella's body from her head to her feet, with slightly scented oils. The woman that Iella had followed, sat in a corner sing-speaking incantations in the in a low voice as she held a bowl filled with a brown liquid.
Other female Cathar played a gentle music, melodic and calling ... the music filled Iella with a sense to dance. The two young Cathar woman finished oiling her and beckoned Iella to dance, they commenced the dance and Iella followed their movement. The three, with light feet, danced around the fire, twisting and turning, their hips swaying in time to the music, it is a sensual dance, intoxicating and reveling.
The woman Iella followed stood and walked over to her with the bowl. The dancers stopped as she approached, the two dancing partners bowed low with respect and back away. Iella followed and bowed too, not knowing who this woman was. She is old and an Elder and Iella suspected a Nimir-raj. She stood close to Iella and ran her hand over Iella's body pausing over Iella's breasts and lower regions. She nodded only. Then took out a sprig of herbs and did the same again, the scent of the herbs infusing the oil on her body, she spoke while performing this ritual, an incantation.
"Drink", the Elder said in basic and lifted up the bowl. Iella took the bowl and lifted it to her lips and drank the liquid, as she did the woman continued. "You are past the phase of Changing Woman and have entered the next phase of womanhood. As Nimir-raj to one of our beloved Kings we anoint thee. I am Wise Blood the last phase of womanhood, Vycla the Wise I am known and my King has past on".
The Elder looked into Iella's eyes. "This is your rite of prosperity and fertility".
The Elder took Iella's hand and turned the palm upward, then with a small knife, she made a cut across her palm, Iella hissed with the pain. The Elder held her hand high over the fire and let the blood flow into the fire. "This is a release of bad blood, all those thoughts and feelings that dwell within you, a purge of ill".
"Now, Nimir-raj go and ready yourself for this evening". As the Elder said this the two female dances place Iella's dress on her. In silence they all left the room, leaving Iella there alone in her thoughts.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Celtic Corcoran"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn watched Celtic as she smiled giving her a similar grin. His wanting to have her join them for dinner was hampered by that memory of how she was the night before. She hadn't been able tp handle it and now... now Iella would be in on the rite. It left a lot to be desired while he picked her up and scented one of the larger males who spoke. <"Nimir-ra your mate has been taken for her preparations of tonight."> Syn gave a nod in understanding, he didn't know if she would be accepted but now as he breathed in deeply he went off towards the small area with the children's. They were with their parents getting some of the food and plenty more, different from the night before. Syn set Celtic in a seat and smiled tapping her shoulder. "Tonight Celtic you'll need to eat more, tomorrow we'll be heading back to the Ravenshyde and back home."
Syn didn't leave her right away though, no he left Celtic with plenty of people around her who were serving the food. She could get to eat her fill and play games with them as he stood with a smile before heading off to get ready for the night. There was several things he had to go through as he found himself in an older section of the city with one of the older cathar's. The man spoke to him as they started fighting. Not for dominance or for power but to release some of the tension he was feeling. He had felt it and then he had felt Iella's lust deep down in his gut which had made his own ardor rise in response. He had used his control and nearly all of it to keep himself from just leading her back to the room they had in the city.
Then he felt a hand smack his jaw as the older Cathar spoke. "Focus Varadun, your not thinking of the time here, if I didn't know better I would say you were thinking of the woman you brought." His teeth were a little rattled while he moved back and matched him in the strikes blocking and striking his chest. "And what if I am? Would that be so... wrong Callum? It wouldn't be such a terrible thing to have done. She is one of the few who has accepted me for what I am even helped me through some of my own... issues." They both moved quickly going back into the one wal as Syn jumped up kicking twice into Callum's arms while he blocked "Do you love her? Is she possibly the one for you my old master? You know that for good or I'll I will support you, her age makes her look a little older then you it is something interesting." Syn moved back before coming around wrapping his leg behind his knee to kick it forward and out from under him. The jedi master stood over him and felt a little better but it was just under the surface.
"Yes.... yes I do love her cousin." He looked down at him and offered a hand to pick him up while a smirk came to his face. They started to walk and embraced. "Well what else am I here for Varadun? Your the oldest among us and one of the few kings still around. You could claim the title, take the throne at any time and your family, your pard cares for you. So we shall welcome your queen and if you ever choose to make her officially our queen. We will be there to see it." With another smirk the two found themselves at the table for the fest as the location had been moved. Into the older section, a circular and enclosed section with one entrance and twin tables that sat before three seats. Two for where they would eat and the ancient rock throne that had given the clan its name. The Thronnos Rocke clan as with his cousin the jedi master took the seat of honor. He sat on the throne wearing shorts while the carved and smooth stone felt cool against his skin.
The tables were gathered with the other clan leaders while the hunters took their rites at the other dinners but here it was special. They had went all about because a Nimir-raj was named and her first hunt had been a success. Now the others stood there looking an while Syn waited for a moment allowing his hands to to tap the arms. He spoke with a look on his face showing briefly why he wore the force like a mantle on his shoulder, he was one of the oldest kings among them and last time he had sat upon the throne he was but a boy... A child able to fight their strongest warriors. "Begin the rite."
Syn watched Celtic as she smiled giving her a similar grin. His wanting to have her join them for dinner was hampered by that memory of how she was the night before. She hadn't been able tp handle it and now... now Iella would be in on the rite. It left a lot to be desired while he picked her up and scented one of the larger males who spoke. <"Nimir-ra your mate has been taken for her preparations of tonight."> Syn gave a nod in understanding, he didn't know if she would be accepted but now as he breathed in deeply he went off towards the small area with the children's. They were with their parents getting some of the food and plenty more, different from the night before. Syn set Celtic in a seat and smiled tapping her shoulder. "Tonight Celtic you'll need to eat more, tomorrow we'll be heading back to the Ravenshyde and back home."
Syn didn't leave her right away though, no he left Celtic with plenty of people around her who were serving the food. She could get to eat her fill and play games with them as he stood with a smile before heading off to get ready for the night. There was several things he had to go through as he found himself in an older section of the city with one of the older cathar's. The man spoke to him as they started fighting. Not for dominance or for power but to release some of the tension he was feeling. He had felt it and then he had felt Iella's lust deep down in his gut which had made his own ardor rise in response. He had used his control and nearly all of it to keep himself from just leading her back to the room they had in the city.
Then he felt a hand smack his jaw as the older Cathar spoke. "Focus Varadun, your not thinking of the time here, if I didn't know better I would say you were thinking of the woman you brought." His teeth were a little rattled while he moved back and matched him in the strikes blocking and striking his chest. "And what if I am? Would that be so... wrong Callum? It wouldn't be such a terrible thing to have done. She is one of the few who has accepted me for what I am even helped me through some of my own... issues." They both moved quickly going back into the one wal as Syn jumped up kicking twice into Callum's arms while he blocked "Do you love her? Is she possibly the one for you my old master? You know that for good or I'll I will support you, her age makes her look a little older then you it is something interesting." Syn moved back before coming around wrapping his leg behind his knee to kick it forward and out from under him. The jedi master stood over him and felt a little better but it was just under the surface.
"Yes.... yes I do love her cousin." He looked down at him and offered a hand to pick him up while a smirk came to his face. They started to walk and embraced. "Well what else am I here for Varadun? Your the oldest among us and one of the few kings still around. You could claim the title, take the throne at any time and your family, your pard cares for you. So we shall welcome your queen and if you ever choose to make her officially our queen. We will be there to see it." With another smirk the two found themselves at the table for the fest as the location had been moved. Into the older section, a circular and enclosed section with one entrance and twin tables that sat before three seats. Two for where they would eat and the ancient rock throne that had given the clan its name. The Thronnos Rocke clan as with his cousin the jedi master took the seat of honor. He sat on the throne wearing shorts while the carved and smooth stone felt cool against his skin.
The tables were gathered with the other clan leaders while the hunters took their rites at the other dinners but here it was special. They had went all about because a Nimir-raj was named and her first hunt had been a success. Now the others stood there looking an while Syn waited for a moment allowing his hands to to tap the arms. He spoke with a look on his face showing briefly why he wore the force like a mantle on his shoulder, he was one of the oldest kings among them and last time he had sat upon the throne he was but a boy... A child able to fight their strongest warriors. "Begin the rite."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"], @[member="Celtic Corcoran"]
Alone with only the fire for light, she stood in the room of rites. Secret Cathar woman's business, that only females are privy to. She had been prepared or accepted? she did not know which. But if prepared, then for what? Well time will tell. She could still smell the scent in the oil, it glistened on her skin as the fire light danced across it, the warmth of the room keeping the oil moist and on the surface, her whole body wet with it, even her hair. Her hair blonde with touch of red, shined and softened with the oil, not greasy, but gave it a healthy look. The brown liquid did not sit heavy in her stomach but she could feel the essence of the herbs entering her blood steam and cleansing it. It made her feel alive and fresh, light headed even as the 'bad blood', left her system, a detoxing.
Night had fallen and time had raced. Iella lift the room and started back toward the main area. But Syn was not there, she could feel him through the force. It was like he was beckoning to her, calling her without words. She stopped and just stood drinking him in. Her mate is calling her and she would respond. She turned around and walked past the room of rites and into the old city.
Iella walked on looking around, the old city notably different to the rest. The architecture more fluid and carved into the trees, it is seemless in it's design. Even the floor old with fatigue and worn from many feet passing across it surface. Hundreds of years of use, a history of paths trodden here. Then finally she came to a circular enclosure, a wooden wall reached up with only one entrance. She knew he was inside. She entered to find a room with a single doorway. Her ears picked up the sounds of the Cathar within, talking and waiting for the feast to begin. For a moment, Iella waited, her breathing laboured. Her adrenalin back up and pulsing through her body, that alone is preparing her for what she was about to do. She had not forgotten the sight of the young man the night before, proving his worth to the Clans. She is not so much nervous but more concerned her courage will fail her and she did not want for that to happen. Iella has lots of courage in the face of enemies, but this is different.
There is more too. That feeling of wanting him, one she thought she had controlled or extinguished through execise, had not left at all. The build up of the whole day, the hunt had set the lust in motion, more powerful or urgent. Oh of course she wanted him, that much they had enjoyed since they had become one. And their show of love through love making a thing of pleasure and beauty. Now she just wanted to feel his physicality, enjoy him with a wanton pleasure. She stood outside the door her body trembling with the thought of it, she knew he would feel her.
Iella entered the room, her white dress clinging to her body with the oil. Her eyes met some of the woman from the room of rites and they nodded to her and beckoned her to approach. She walked slowly toward the table and waited. Not sure of the next proceedings.
She looked up and saw Syn seated at the other end of the room, on a throne. Her face did not change of expression and she held no surprise in her body, for Iella, he is where he should be ... The King.
Alone with only the fire for light, she stood in the room of rites. Secret Cathar woman's business, that only females are privy to. She had been prepared or accepted? she did not know which. But if prepared, then for what? Well time will tell. She could still smell the scent in the oil, it glistened on her skin as the fire light danced across it, the warmth of the room keeping the oil moist and on the surface, her whole body wet with it, even her hair. Her hair blonde with touch of red, shined and softened with the oil, not greasy, but gave it a healthy look. The brown liquid did not sit heavy in her stomach but she could feel the essence of the herbs entering her blood steam and cleansing it. It made her feel alive and fresh, light headed even as the 'bad blood', left her system, a detoxing.
Night had fallen and time had raced. Iella lift the room and started back toward the main area. But Syn was not there, she could feel him through the force. It was like he was beckoning to her, calling her without words. She stopped and just stood drinking him in. Her mate is calling her and she would respond. She turned around and walked past the room of rites and into the old city.
Iella walked on looking around, the old city notably different to the rest. The architecture more fluid and carved into the trees, it is seemless in it's design. Even the floor old with fatigue and worn from many feet passing across it surface. Hundreds of years of use, a history of paths trodden here. Then finally she came to a circular enclosure, a wooden wall reached up with only one entrance. She knew he was inside. She entered to find a room with a single doorway. Her ears picked up the sounds of the Cathar within, talking and waiting for the feast to begin. For a moment, Iella waited, her breathing laboured. Her adrenalin back up and pulsing through her body, that alone is preparing her for what she was about to do. She had not forgotten the sight of the young man the night before, proving his worth to the Clans. She is not so much nervous but more concerned her courage will fail her and she did not want for that to happen. Iella has lots of courage in the face of enemies, but this is different.
There is more too. That feeling of wanting him, one she thought she had controlled or extinguished through execise, had not left at all. The build up of the whole day, the hunt had set the lust in motion, more powerful or urgent. Oh of course she wanted him, that much they had enjoyed since they had become one. And their show of love through love making a thing of pleasure and beauty. Now she just wanted to feel his physicality, enjoy him with a wanton pleasure. She stood outside the door her body trembling with the thought of it, she knew he would feel her.
Iella entered the room, her white dress clinging to her body with the oil. Her eyes met some of the woman from the room of rites and they nodded to her and beckoned her to approach. She walked slowly toward the table and waited. Not sure of the next proceedings.
She looked up and saw Syn seated at the other end of the room, on a throne. Her face did not change of expression and she held no surprise in her body, for Iella, he is where he should be ... The King.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"] @[member="Celtic Corcoran"]
Syn looked up from from the throne and stared as everything went silent for a moment. He leaned forward letting the look her Iella show through the force before he caught her scent. Before he herd some move to take their positions and several motioned for her to stand in the center of the tables. It was quite a sight to see while he motioned his hands and spoke his tone coming out more commanding. This was his element now this was what he knew all too well. "You may begin when ready." Syn leaned forward to watch while one of the others brought it raw and still covered int he blood. The beetles heart that brought a silence to the rest of the pard for the moment.
Syn looked up from from the throne and stared as everything went silent for a moment. He leaned forward letting the look her Iella show through the force before he caught her scent. Before he herd some move to take their positions and several motioned for her to stand in the center of the tables. It was quite a sight to see while he motioned his hands and spoke his tone coming out more commanding. This was his element now this was what he knew all too well. "You may begin when ready." Syn leaned forward to watch while one of the others brought it raw and still covered int he blood. The beetles heart that brought a silence to the rest of the pard for the moment.
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
Syn is many things to Iella. The man that she loves more then life itself, her lover, her best friend, a man of honour, and Nimir-ra to the her and the Cathar. This man sat at the top of the room leaning forward to take in the event. He is also a Jedi Master, her Jedi Master. As she stood now in the center of the tables, she looked at him in silence. The heart of the beetle placed before her on a silver plate still covered in blood, dark with the flesh and the blood. But she did not approach it just yet or even look at it.
With her lightsaber in her hand still, she raised it before her face and ignited the blade. The strong hum pulsed loud in the room, and the white light filling the space, she swung it in a low arc down to her side, to the right on an angle in salute. The same salute she gave him when she first constructed the lightsaber. She extinguished the blade and placed it down on the table and stood. Her eyes never leaving him. He is her center and her focus in her life now and the most important person in her life. It is for him she will now do this.
Raising both hands up to her shoulders, she slipped her fingers under the dress and slid the straps over her shoulders, the dress fell leaving her completely naked before them all. However, Iella did not see anyone in the room now, they had become invisible to her, oh she knew of their presence but that was of no importance. She raised her feet softly and slowing over the dress and stepped forward toward the heart. The soft lighting in the room playing on her oiled skin giving it a healthy glow. Vycla the Wise sat a one of the tables and smiled, a knowing smile.
Iella breathed deep, letting the emotions she feels for him fill her entirely. Her breast rising and falling with each intake as her blood pumped around her body. She would not hide this, or did she want to, these heightened wants she let flow in a wash along the force bond. She wanted him to know she desired him. It was only now that she looked away from him. She reached down and took up the heart, the blood of the beetle running through her fingers and down her arm as she raised it. The heart, although not hot of the creature still held warmth and the blood within remained liquid. It is large and fleshy and she looked at it now. Her face showing no emotion. She bit into it, and as she did, her eyes looked to Syn and in that moment, her feelings of love for him, shot like a blot along the bond, hitting him with a mighty force.
With each bite she ripped at the flesh and swallowed, the blood of the heart running in small riverlets down her chin, neck and breasts, over her stomach and beyond, making red patterns around her inner tights until a small pool of blood lapped around her feet. She continued until she could eat no more, her stomach full of the flesh and she moved the remains of the heart away from her. She looked at it, there is only a fist size of the heart remaining and she let it drop from her hands to the table surface. She now just stood there on top of the table, her eyes fixed on him, with only one thought on her mind.
Syn is many things to Iella. The man that she loves more then life itself, her lover, her best friend, a man of honour, and Nimir-ra to the her and the Cathar. This man sat at the top of the room leaning forward to take in the event. He is also a Jedi Master, her Jedi Master. As she stood now in the center of the tables, she looked at him in silence. The heart of the beetle placed before her on a silver plate still covered in blood, dark with the flesh and the blood. But she did not approach it just yet or even look at it.
With her lightsaber in her hand still, she raised it before her face and ignited the blade. The strong hum pulsed loud in the room, and the white light filling the space, she swung it in a low arc down to her side, to the right on an angle in salute. The same salute she gave him when she first constructed the lightsaber. She extinguished the blade and placed it down on the table and stood. Her eyes never leaving him. He is her center and her focus in her life now and the most important person in her life. It is for him she will now do this.
Raising both hands up to her shoulders, she slipped her fingers under the dress and slid the straps over her shoulders, the dress fell leaving her completely naked before them all. However, Iella did not see anyone in the room now, they had become invisible to her, oh she knew of their presence but that was of no importance. She raised her feet softly and slowing over the dress and stepped forward toward the heart. The soft lighting in the room playing on her oiled skin giving it a healthy glow. Vycla the Wise sat a one of the tables and smiled, a knowing smile.
Iella breathed deep, letting the emotions she feels for him fill her entirely. Her breast rising and falling with each intake as her blood pumped around her body. She would not hide this, or did she want to, these heightened wants she let flow in a wash along the force bond. She wanted him to know she desired him. It was only now that she looked away from him. She reached down and took up the heart, the blood of the beetle running through her fingers and down her arm as she raised it. The heart, although not hot of the creature still held warmth and the blood within remained liquid. It is large and fleshy and she looked at it now. Her face showing no emotion. She bit into it, and as she did, her eyes looked to Syn and in that moment, her feelings of love for him, shot like a blot along the bond, hitting him with a mighty force.
With each bite she ripped at the flesh and swallowed, the blood of the heart running in small riverlets down her chin, neck and breasts, over her stomach and beyond, making red patterns around her inner tights until a small pool of blood lapped around her feet. She continued until she could eat no more, her stomach full of the flesh and she moved the remains of the heart away from her. She looked at it, there is only a fist size of the heart remaining and she let it drop from her hands to the table surface. She now just stood there on top of the table, her eyes fixed on him, with only one thought on her mind.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn looked more as Iella continued to do the rite, she ate the heart and he felt it coming from her that rising peak of lust, or heat. It was like a fire coming down that bond between them. He breathed in deeply and felt himself rising to meet her as he moved forward going around the two seats. Going to stand right in front of her his hands came out to tilt her head and he wiped at the blood around her mouth. She hadn't finished it but she also had eaten more then others could and now... Now he kissed her letting his arms wrap around her waist to lift her up just a bit but all the emotions she sent to him he sent back with his own until it seemed a loop made to keep their ardor rising to its own zenith. "You are very much my queen, my love, my life."
Syn looked more as Iella continued to do the rite, she ate the heart and he felt it coming from her that rising peak of lust, or heat. It was like a fire coming down that bond between them. He breathed in deeply and felt himself rising to meet her as he moved forward going around the two seats. Going to stand right in front of her his hands came out to tilt her head and he wiped at the blood around her mouth. She hadn't finished it but she also had eaten more then others could and now... Now he kissed her letting his arms wrap around her waist to lift her up just a bit but all the emotions she sent to him he sent back with his own until it seemed a loop made to keep their ardor rising to its own zenith. "You are very much my queen, my love, my life."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
Iella returned his kiss with equal strength of passion. Her fingernails digging into his shoulders which would cause a slight pleasurable pain to him. She slipped from his arms and placed her feet back down on the table surface, her hands coming over his chest and traveling down his body to the outside of the tights. She moved them around to the inside tight letting her nails gently run across the more sensitive flesh there. They moved upwardly until they could go no further. Her leg raised and she placed it between his extending it through until her heal is behind his knee and with a sharp back kick, his leg gave and he fell to the table surface.
She took two steps forward to stand astride him looking down. A smile crossed her face. She fell to her knees, the moment taking her as she moved to the rhythm of the song of the rite, and she took her fill of him.
Iella returned his kiss with equal strength of passion. Her fingernails digging into his shoulders which would cause a slight pleasurable pain to him. She slipped from his arms and placed her feet back down on the table surface, her hands coming over his chest and traveling down his body to the outside of the tights. She moved them around to the inside tight letting her nails gently run across the more sensitive flesh there. They moved upwardly until they could go no further. Her leg raised and she placed it between his extending it through until her heal is behind his knee and with a sharp back kick, his leg gave and he fell to the table surface.
She took two steps forward to stand astride him looking down. A smile crossed her face. She fell to her knees, the moment taking her as she moved to the rhythm of the song of the rite, and she took her fill of him.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn laid on the table and
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Later as the night air came and cooled on his sweat covered skin, Syn just laid there holding Iella as he breathed in deeply. The others had remained quiet the entire time not eating but watching. This was their king after all and his queen, now the groups just waited silently as Syn spoke from his position. "You are beautiful my queen."
Syn laid on the table and
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Later as the night air came and cooled on his sweat covered skin, Syn just laid there holding Iella as he breathed in deeply. The others had remained quiet the entire time not eating but watching. This was their king after all and his queen, now the groups just waited silently as Syn spoke from his position. "You are beautiful my queen."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
The only thing Iella wore now was a big smile on her face. But she felt chilled for the air and small bumps formed on her skin. She turned her head and nuzzled his ear and spoke that everyone could hear. "You are my King and I have embraced everything of you, I shall walked beside you for all eternity".
Her head raised slightly to take in the room and the faces that looked at them. Incredible people of Cathar, but she had no idea what they thought of her now. Her eyes found Vycla the Wise and the wise one simply smiled with a nod. What had she done to her? Iella remembered the rite, the brown liquid drink .. and she smiled back giving Vycla a bow of the head in respect.
Iella stood up and placed her dress over her head and let it fall around her. Her hand reached out to Syn to help him up, a gesture, to show that they are there for one another in all times to come, the good and the bad. Her hand gently formed around his and she waited for him to give the sign to start the feasting.
The only thing Iella wore now was a big smile on her face. But she felt chilled for the air and small bumps formed on her skin. She turned her head and nuzzled his ear and spoke that everyone could hear. "You are my King and I have embraced everything of you, I shall walked beside you for all eternity".
Her head raised slightly to take in the room and the faces that looked at them. Incredible people of Cathar, but she had no idea what they thought of her now. Her eyes found Vycla the Wise and the wise one simply smiled with a nod. What had she done to her? Iella remembered the rite, the brown liquid drink .. and she smiled back giving Vycla a bow of the head in respect.
Iella stood up and placed her dress over her head and let it fall around her. Her hand reached out to Syn to help him up, a gesture, to show that they are there for one another in all times to come, the good and the bad. Her hand gently formed around his and she waited for him to give the sign to start the feasting.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
He had to agree and taking her hand as he raised up from the table the jedi master breathed deeply looking around. The ones here he knew had done the same some he had even witnessed but that was not an issue. If modesty by other species was considered optional then anything really wasn't out of the question. A naked pile of bodies to share force energy and unconsciously heal someone who is hurt he had done as well, so while he and Iella went to the other seats before the throne that were for them. It gave Syn a moment while the food was brought out to just feel the warmth in Iella's hand. He could smell the food and it was brought for all of them to eat. A fitting end to their weekend training session. "I shall walk with you as well for all eternity."
He had to agree and taking her hand as he raised up from the table the jedi master breathed deeply looking around. The ones here he knew had done the same some he had even witnessed but that was not an issue. If modesty by other species was considered optional then anything really wasn't out of the question. A naked pile of bodies to share force energy and unconsciously heal someone who is hurt he had done as well, so while he and Iella went to the other seats before the throne that were for them. It gave Syn a moment while the food was brought out to just feel the warmth in Iella's hand. He could smell the food and it was brought for all of them to eat. A fitting end to their weekend training session. "I shall walk with you as well for all eternity."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
She gently squeezed his hand as he said the words and looked sideways at him with a smile. Reality was setting in, what she had done she did not believe she was capable of, but here it just seemed right, it was right. This whole time spent with Syn and Celtic is one experience she will never forget, if the truth be told, none of the experiences with Syn she will forget. Life with him, is extraordinary, the adventures, the fighting, their time together in peace and private the experience he shows her, is showing her are ones that she can truely be greatfull for and she is truely greatfull for him. How life has changed for her. Iella sat quietly and contemplated these thoughts.
The food graced the table accompanied by the drinks and the feasting began. However, Iella is not hungry, she is still full from the heart. But she would drink and take some fruit. She poured a long tumbler of water and finished it and poured another. "What would you like to drink?, my King". She would serve him if he so desired it.
She looked over to Vycla the Wise, who was placing a small amount of food on her plate. At that moment, her eyes raised to meet Iella's and she smiled. Iella smiled back and raised her glass to the woman. Iella immediately knew Vycla is force sensitive. Only now did she discover this, and Iella noted she must be powerful as she could cloak her presence. Iella opened her mind to her. Vycla the Wise, my greetings ... but what did you put in that brown liquid?, she said with Iella's old Corellian cheek. The only evidence of Vycla receiving Iella was a small chuckle as her shoulders moved slightly.
Iella felt tired, the only thing she wanted to do now was sleep in his arms, she had no energy for anything more, she simply is a spent force.
She gently squeezed his hand as he said the words and looked sideways at him with a smile. Reality was setting in, what she had done she did not believe she was capable of, but here it just seemed right, it was right. This whole time spent with Syn and Celtic is one experience she will never forget, if the truth be told, none of the experiences with Syn she will forget. Life with him, is extraordinary, the adventures, the fighting, their time together in peace and private the experience he shows her, is showing her are ones that she can truely be greatfull for and she is truely greatfull for him. How life has changed for her. Iella sat quietly and contemplated these thoughts.
The food graced the table accompanied by the drinks and the feasting began. However, Iella is not hungry, she is still full from the heart. But she would drink and take some fruit. She poured a long tumbler of water and finished it and poured another. "What would you like to drink?, my King". She would serve him if he so desired it.
She looked over to Vycla the Wise, who was placing a small amount of food on her plate. At that moment, her eyes raised to meet Iella's and she smiled. Iella smiled back and raised her glass to the woman. Iella immediately knew Vycla is force sensitive. Only now did she discover this, and Iella noted she must be powerful as she could cloak her presence. Iella opened her mind to her. Vycla the Wise, my greetings ... but what did you put in that brown liquid?, she said with Iella's old Corellian cheek. The only evidence of Vycla receiving Iella was a small chuckle as her shoulders moved slightly.
Iella felt tired, the only thing she wanted to do now was sleep in his arms, she had no energy for anything more, she simply is a spent force.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn nodded his head getting some of the drink. Nothing too strong but he didn't need it. As it stood his was tipsy a just off of Iella's joy. Drinking in her feelings through their bond was something that had opened him up to even more. He ate the food and talked with a few of the males then one of them stood before his seat offering a case. The man spoke while also pointing to the throne. <"Varadun, we of the Blood Drinkers return to you something you gave us long ago and with it we return our fealty."> Syn just gave a nod as he touched the box and smirked. He could see what was inside it and set it on the table. He reached out bringing a hand back as the sound of stone shifted.
Then it came to his hand, a flash of black and gold metal while the loose stones at the feet of the throne shifted back into place. The jedi master held the saber like a weight opening the box just enough for the crystals to sparkle from the torchlight. Then he closed it and laughed while a second came up speaking as the tall female knelt. <"For your queen Varadun, something from the Flesh Eaters that shows our friendship."> The woman presented a polished piece of the kiltik beetle shell sliced down finely until it gleams like a crystal in the light. Then she spoke basic with a grin. "A piece of the one she killed, crafted for your blade Nimir-raj. May the spirits of the hunt always protect you."
Syn nodded his head getting some of the drink. Nothing too strong but he didn't need it. As it stood his was tipsy a just off of Iella's joy. Drinking in her feelings through their bond was something that had opened him up to even more. He ate the food and talked with a few of the males then one of them stood before his seat offering a case. The man spoke while also pointing to the throne. <"Varadun, we of the Blood Drinkers return to you something you gave us long ago and with it we return our fealty."> Syn just gave a nod as he touched the box and smirked. He could see what was inside it and set it on the table. He reached out bringing a hand back as the sound of stone shifted.
Then it came to his hand, a flash of black and gold metal while the loose stones at the feet of the throne shifted back into place. The jedi master held the saber like a weight opening the box just enough for the crystals to sparkle from the torchlight. Then he closed it and laughed while a second came up speaking as the tall female knelt. <"For your queen Varadun, something from the Flesh Eaters that shows our friendship."> The woman presented a polished piece of the kiltik beetle shell sliced down finely until it gleams like a crystal in the light. Then she spoke basic with a grin. "A piece of the one she killed, crafted for your blade Nimir-raj. May the spirits of the hunt always protect you."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
Iella watched with interest as a man approached and presented something to Syn, a box. When Syn opened it and the saber appeared, black and gold, she looked at it with surprise. "That is an interesting saber", she said softly, "What is it's history?". Before she heard the answer, a woman stood before them and presented a gift to her.
A black piece of Kiltik Beetle shell, a part of the one she had killed that day. Beautifully polished and sparkling in the light of the room. "For my blade ...? ", she said taking it and looking upon it. Then looking back up, she smiled at the woman and stood giving her a gently bow to show thanks. "I shall take this as not only to have the spirit of the hunt, but to always remember my time here, my first visit and not my last, here on Cathar".
Iella watched with interest as a man approached and presented something to Syn, a box. When Syn opened it and the saber appeared, black and gold, she looked at it with surprise. "That is an interesting saber", she said softly, "What is it's history?". Before she heard the answer, a woman stood before them and presented a gift to her.
A black piece of Kiltik Beetle shell, a part of the one she had killed that day. Beautifully polished and sparkling in the light of the room. "For my blade ...? ", she said taking it and looking upon it. Then looking back up, she smiled at the woman and stood giving her a gently bow to show thanks. "I shall take this as not only to have the spirit of the hunt, but to always remember my time here, my first visit and not my last, here on Cathar".
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn looked at the box with the saber and waited for a moment as he let the others settle back into their seats. How to explain it wasn't just a blade like the others? He wondered what to say but settled for honesty it was after all one of the many things between them. "Long ago that blade was set under those stones by a child. On the condition he would retrieve it come the proper time. It was fashioned by a powerful man but he was wicked, those who served him were wicked, evil and yet some of them had honor. Some were like family as they waged war across the stars and everything was... Spectacular, power, fury, the promise of galactic peace but then it all came crashing down as they were betrayed by their own. Turned on each other and many more died in the results. Then the battles ceased and silence took control, a new age came with some forgetting while new members tried to hold the galaxy by its throat. Children filled with hatred and bile believing themselves strong when they became nothing more then pretenders like so many."
Syn looked at the box with the saber and waited for a moment as he let the others settle back into their seats. How to explain it wasn't just a blade like the others? He wondered what to say but settled for honesty it was after all one of the many things between them. "Long ago that blade was set under those stones by a child. On the condition he would retrieve it come the proper time. It was fashioned by a powerful man but he was wicked, those who served him were wicked, evil and yet some of them had honor. Some were like family as they waged war across the stars and everything was... Spectacular, power, fury, the promise of galactic peace but then it all came crashing down as they were betrayed by their own. Turned on each other and many more died in the results. Then the battles ceased and silence took control, a new age came with some forgetting while new members tried to hold the galaxy by its throat. Children filled with hatred and bile believing themselves strong when they became nothing more then pretenders like so many."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
Iella listened to his words, there is no judgement on her face or in her mind. It is history of Cathar and of him. He had told her of things he had done, not so much in detail and she was not sure she wished to know them anyway, as that simply would not serve any purpose. One thing she loves very much about Syn, among other things, is his honesty with her. And she gives the same in return. How else would they survive in the galaxy without it, or as a growing loving couple. She nodded her head as he spoke and her head turned to look back at the throne and to the stone he talked of.
"That child you speak of .. was you?", she asked. Her hand now, coming to rest on his upper leg under the table. A sign from her that she wished to know and that all was well. After all, he had forgiven himself of the past and that in itself showed her great courage.
@[member="Syn"]
Iella listened to his words, there is no judgement on her face or in her mind. It is history of Cathar and of him. He had told her of things he had done, not so much in detail and she was not sure she wished to know them anyway, as that simply would not serve any purpose. One thing she loves very much about Syn, among other things, is his honesty with her. And she gives the same in return. How else would they survive in the galaxy without it, or as a growing loving couple. She nodded her head as he spoke and her head turned to look back at the throne and to the stone he talked of.
"That child you speak of .. was you?", she asked. Her hand now, coming to rest on his upper leg under the table. A sign from her that she wished to know and that all was well. After all, he had forgiven himself of the past and that in itself showed her great courage.
@[member="Syn"]
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
She was getting better at picking up the small things, others assumed it was just a story at times. Some didn't seem to figure it out lest it shatter their preceived notions. The jedi master gave a half smirk. Then a nod of his head in confirmation. "Yes, long ago I left things here and in other places. Small stuff that if I ever needed I could retrieve or use. Different things, crystals, a saber, maybe some pieces of equipment. Nothing noticeable but sometimes it will take on a life of its own. Whenever you are ready we can go to sleep and celtic should be back at the room. We are departing tomorrow."
She was getting better at picking up the small things, others assumed it was just a story at times. Some didn't seem to figure it out lest it shatter their preceived notions. The jedi master gave a half smirk. Then a nod of his head in confirmation. "Yes, long ago I left things here and in other places. Small stuff that if I ever needed I could retrieve or use. Different things, crystals, a saber, maybe some pieces of equipment. Nothing noticeable but sometimes it will take on a life of its own. Whenever you are ready we can go to sleep and celtic should be back at the room. We are departing tomorrow."
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
Iella listened as he spoke but did not offer any reply, there was no need to as this had become part of history as far as she was concerned. But yes she was tried and very much ready to go sleep.
"I am ready now, but I will not like leaving Cathar on the morning", she said softly. "I have enjoyed my stay here with you greatly and I do hope we will return soon", she said. She stood up from the table and pushed back her chair slightly. Iella turned to the Cathar gathered at the feasting tables.
"I have been given a great honour for which I am truely grateful. I hope to take my experience with me, all that I have learned here as I walked amongst you. Much I have see and learned and the gifts you have given me, I shall treasure. But the greatest gift you, the people of Cathar, have given me is your acceptance of me within your culture and among your families. For that I am humbled", she said loud enough for them all to hear.
"Tomorrow Syn and I depart with heavy hearts, but we must. As our duty will no longer wait for us. So I must retire to rest and prepare", she smiled and took her lightsaber. She held it high and ignited it.
"I salute you!". She said with a bow of respect.
Iella listened as he spoke but did not offer any reply, there was no need to as this had become part of history as far as she was concerned. But yes she was tried and very much ready to go sleep.
"I am ready now, but I will not like leaving Cathar on the morning", she said softly. "I have enjoyed my stay here with you greatly and I do hope we will return soon", she said. She stood up from the table and pushed back her chair slightly. Iella turned to the Cathar gathered at the feasting tables.
"I have been given a great honour for which I am truely grateful. I hope to take my experience with me, all that I have learned here as I walked amongst you. Much I have see and learned and the gifts you have given me, I shall treasure. But the greatest gift you, the people of Cathar, have given me is your acceptance of me within your culture and among your families. For that I am humbled", she said loud enough for them all to hear.
"Tomorrow Syn and I depart with heavy hearts, but we must. As our duty will no longer wait for us. So I must retire to rest and prepare", she smiled and took her lightsaber. She held it high and ignited it.
"I salute you!". She said with a bow of respect.
Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
@[member="Iella E`ron"]
Syn watched Iella as she spoke and gave a nod, the speech was good the intent good. The others knew they would have to leave but for now... For now as he sat there and finished with the others when she was done a grin came over his face. He was actually going to be saddened by leaving as well. He would gladly stay here another lifetime but duty was important and he did have to actually go back to training his padawans as jedi. Not as hunters on Cathar. When the dinner finished Syn moved quickly taking only a moment to retrieve Celtic to take her to the room and bed. He returned quickly for Iella and led the way breathing in deeply while he pulled her into a hug. His arms wrapping around her and just held her. No more was needed they had already done everything at dinner. Now to just relax and sleep.
Syn watched Iella as she spoke and gave a nod, the speech was good the intent good. The others knew they would have to leave but for now... For now as he sat there and finished with the others when she was done a grin came over his face. He was actually going to be saddened by leaving as well. He would gladly stay here another lifetime but duty was important and he did have to actually go back to training his padawans as jedi. Not as hunters on Cathar. When the dinner finished Syn moved quickly taking only a moment to retrieve Celtic to take her to the room and bed. He returned quickly for Iella and led the way breathing in deeply while he pulled her into a hug. His arms wrapping around her and just held her. No more was needed they had already done everything at dinner. Now to just relax and sleep.
Coci Heavenshield
Dawnguard Grand Master
@[member="Syn"]
The night was spent warm and comfortable in each others arms. The open window to their room allowing a soft breeze glide over them as they slept. Time had pasted since her dreams were plagued by those terror memories and Iella slept soundly and deeply, knowing that they would never return.
The morning light twinkled through the nettles of the tall majestic tree. The light dancing on her eye lids and if to wake her from their touch. She stirred a little before opening her eyes, her sight falling on his face. She smiled and just lay there looking at him, taking in all this features, the cut of his face. A mature man in the body of a young one, yet the wealth of knowledge and experience, far out stride that too.
Not to disturb him, Iella moved gently off the bed and went to refresh and dress, in preparation for their departure. But first she would find them breakfast, and she left quietly for the gather food. She took her time, as it would most likely be a long time before they would return. Taking all the surroundings in .. the history of Cathar carved on the tree's trunk, the architecture of the buildings, the smells of the pine and the slight scent of salt in the air coming of the ocean. She went to the railing and looked out across the plains, the soft morning light falling on the freshly dug holes of the Beetles, returning to the underground from their nightly hunt. A smile broke out on her face at this sight.
Just then, a hand rested on Iella's shoulder, this made her jump slightly as she did not expect it. She turned to see Yycla the Wise standing there smiling at her. "One final thing I have to give you Nimir-raj", she said placing a small bottle in her hand and folding over Iella's fingers. "Take this liquid and drink it, when the time is right. When the blossoming Time arrives, you will know when that time comes and .. it will help". She said as she kissed her cheek and turned and left Iella there, with a confused look on her face. She did not give her the chance to say farewell.
Iella placed the bottle in her jacket pocket and watched as the women disappeared from sight.
The kitchen was empty and Iella promptly raided the place, bring back to the room a tray of breads, fruits and nuts. Some flavoured waters and milk for Celtic and steaming hot caf for Syn and herself. She placed the tray on the small table by the window and sat on the edge of the bed near Syn. She gently stroked his cheek to wake him.
The night was spent warm and comfortable in each others arms. The open window to their room allowing a soft breeze glide over them as they slept. Time had pasted since her dreams were plagued by those terror memories and Iella slept soundly and deeply, knowing that they would never return.
The morning light twinkled through the nettles of the tall majestic tree. The light dancing on her eye lids and if to wake her from their touch. She stirred a little before opening her eyes, her sight falling on his face. She smiled and just lay there looking at him, taking in all this features, the cut of his face. A mature man in the body of a young one, yet the wealth of knowledge and experience, far out stride that too.
Not to disturb him, Iella moved gently off the bed and went to refresh and dress, in preparation for their departure. But first she would find them breakfast, and she left quietly for the gather food. She took her time, as it would most likely be a long time before they would return. Taking all the surroundings in .. the history of Cathar carved on the tree's trunk, the architecture of the buildings, the smells of the pine and the slight scent of salt in the air coming of the ocean. She went to the railing and looked out across the plains, the soft morning light falling on the freshly dug holes of the Beetles, returning to the underground from their nightly hunt. A smile broke out on her face at this sight.
Just then, a hand rested on Iella's shoulder, this made her jump slightly as she did not expect it. She turned to see Yycla the Wise standing there smiling at her. "One final thing I have to give you Nimir-raj", she said placing a small bottle in her hand and folding over Iella's fingers. "Take this liquid and drink it, when the time is right. When the blossoming Time arrives, you will know when that time comes and .. it will help". She said as she kissed her cheek and turned and left Iella there, with a confused look on her face. She did not give her the chance to say farewell.
Iella placed the bottle in her jacket pocket and watched as the women disappeared from sight.
The kitchen was empty and Iella promptly raided the place, bring back to the room a tray of breads, fruits and nuts. Some flavoured waters and milk for Celtic and steaming hot caf for Syn and herself. She placed the tray on the small table by the window and sat on the edge of the bed near Syn. She gently stroked his cheek to wake him.