Welcome to this week’s review. Sorry about the delay in posting. This should have been up last Friday, but I had a friend’s wedding to go to. But there was quite a bit of RP this last week. It seems that things are picking up with The Long Massacre as well as with a couple of character’s personal lives. … Yes, demon hunters have personal lives. Why do you ask?
Wednesday 05/19/2010: A Mysterious Stranger
A man named Ogerin visited the Site of Lessons. He seemed a bit odd and Araatris explained that Tharion had a private meeting and wouldn’t be able to talk with him that night, but she chatted with him about how he met Tharion and such.
They excused themselves from the building temporarily as Tharion held his meeting. Kharendos joined them curiously as they chatted. Ogerin kept looking East as if expecting something, but did not say what. Along with the odd “flashes” of magic that Araatris before and after Ogerin, it was an unusual night. Neither Araatris nor Kharendos knew what exactly to make of the stranger in the end.
Thursday 05/20/2010: Evidence Acquired
Araatris spun and faced the tattooed bear as it snarled. Edging back she demanded the druid leave and attempted to avoid and misdirect his questions about the Site and herself. He asked if this was the Site of Lessons. He called her abomination and seemed wary and she attempted to convince him that she was not a demon hunter. Her hands stayed on her sword. When asked about the books, she stated that she was asked to guard them but didn’t know their purpose.
The druid walked towards the bookcase and Araatris stepped between him and her objective. He circled about her stated that he’d wanted to do things the easy way and slipping to a spell. Araatris drew her swords and told him to stop, but it was too late as entangling roots locked her in place.
“I can smell the fel about this place and read the titles of those books.”
She struggled to no avail as the druid stepped behind her to the bookcase. Removing the book he slipped it into his bag.
“Finally, the evidence I need against your kind.”
“Evidence to whom?”
“I will take this to the Arch Druid. The roots will loosen after I leave, Demon Hunter.”
She continued to struggle after his departure until the roots finally released her and she turned to the bookcase cursing. Pacing in front of it, Araatris attempted to determine the book that was taken. Less than half an hour after he left, Kharendos found her in front of the bookcase still cursing and watched as she punched the edge angrily.
She explained what had happened as she slipped to her knees and together they agreed that they would need to tell Tharion. Araatris seemed shaken and finally turned to Kharendos. She question what he saw before him. An abomination? A monster? A woman? A demon hunter?
Araatris spoke vigorously as she pulled off the bandages hiding the tattoos on her arms.
“Do you see me as a woman or a demon hunter? My tattoos… My eyes…”
Araatris pulled off her blindfold revealing the hollows from the blinding and let it drop to the ground. It felt more… vulnerable to do that than anything else. To let someone see the result of her blinding even though he’d been there when it’d happened. Kharendos spoke softly and gathered her close to him.
“Titles do not mean anything. I have always seen you as a woman.”
“Do you find me physically attractive?”
Kharendos after several attempts at subtlety by Araatris finally let her know that he understood what she’s asking and that if it was truly what she wanted then… well… it would happen.
((Curtain call – Hey this is PG13 folks! I’m not writing that! ))
A bit later when Araatris woke, Kharendos had slipped back to the main Site. She didn’t bother putting her hair up in its usual ponytail or hiding bruises and scratches that were not from her fight earlier. Not that she hadn’t given as good as she got. Intending to retrieve some additional bandages, Araatris headed up to the main Site of Lessons.
Tharion, Tsunomi, and Fethas were talking to Kharendos about the attack earlier. She was more than a bit flustered and self-conscious. They grilled her on what had happened. However, her lack of control with felsight made describing the druid difficult. Araatris pointed out where the book had been taken from even though she did not know its title.
Tharion cursed. It was the book of Denalas Moontreader whom Xonath was hiding in. It seemed the book was tied to Umbra which could cause an upset with Staghelm or Tyrande if it got back to them. Tsunomi decided that she would attempt to retrieve the book before it could have any harm.
After a few moments as Araatris shifted uncomfortably and attempted miserably to hide her bruises Tharion questioned her.
“Did the druid cause all of these?”
Tsunomi attempted to give the poor girl an out by saying that the entangling roots must have caused them, but the flustered Araatris didn’t notice or catch on fast enough. Although, Tsunomi did heal Araatris’… injuries. Tharion turned on Kharendos asking how recent his own injuries were… They were recent. There was unreadable shift of the mask as Araatris spoke up.
“It was a training accident…?
Tsunomi face palmed and Fethas turned away to focus on something else.
“Indeed. That would be a type of training.”
Araatris and Kharendos both flushed as he continued.
“I have to ask. Were the lessons learned?”
Araatris spoke unsteadily, embarrassed.
“Much was… learned.”
Tharion laughed. Kharendos watched in mild shock as Tharion teased and laughed. It was not a side of Tharion that any of them often saw, but… there were still serious things to discuss. As Tsunomi and Fethas attempted to get information from nature, they discussed if it could have been Eraelor or Eraelan. Both in the end were discarded. It was someone new.
“If it had been Eraelan, you would be dead.”
“Tharion… you’re cruel.”
Tsunomi didn’t always approve of Tharion’s bluntness with Araatris, but Araatris agreed. Cruel or not it was the truth. She would have been dead. She’d heard enough about Eraelan and read enough to know that much. But… she wasn’t sure why and that prompted her to ask.
“Eraelan… would he kill me simply because I was in the way or something else?”
Fethas responded that if she’d been unable to protect the Site then he would have killed her for her weakness and because she was in the way. Tharion agreed. Araatris tried to wrap her mind about this man that would want perfect demon hunters right out of the binding.
It was from that thought that Araatris discovered that many of Eraelan’s students had blinded and bound themselves, including Tharion. The thought was abhorrent to Araatris and she expressed how happy she was that Tharion was her Shan’do and not Eraelan.
Tharion turned more serious and reminded Araatris to be aware. After all, something had already happened while she had been aware. It would be dangerous to let down her guard. Something she’d already had experience with recently. It was a firm note to herself that even with Kharendos she couldn’t let her guard down.
Assuring Tharion that she would continue to be aware, Tharion left to keep an eye on Xonath. It wouldn’t do to let him slip away now. Araatris with stiff muscles and looking more weary than usual excused herself to rest and bid the everyone a good night.
Tharion’s last words of the evening…
“If the druid returns, feel free to take care of him by any means necessary. By any means necessary.”