House Rilynar 2

[KamashiSeno]

DROW RP
2
Because head-canons offer too much possibilities..!

 

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In our world there are many creatures. Some fly, some swim, some crawl… Some are associated to an element. Others live under the commands of a god that lives on Earth.
Too often we forget about the history of those who once were good but made the wrong choices… It ain’t all gods that are kind, friendly and caring…as some are perverted, merciless and hungry.

There are thousands of years, a tribe of elves of the land was defiled by a pact made with the Demon Queen of Spiders; Lloth. From that moment on, the treacherous goddess corrupted her followers and these elves began to be savage and cruel. They wanted to rule the world with their new vision; they wanted to be the only elf tribe remaining, as they believed they were the superior race and thus the only elves worthy of breathing. And so the massacre began, as they started taking down their cousin elves… But these other tribes surely did not agree to let themselves eradicated and their own god, one of Nature, had the murderous elves banned into the depths of the earth. It’s in there, deeper and deeper, that they followed the commandments of their well praised divinity. Lloth, being a female spider goddess, established that women of the tribe were the ones who would control the elven population. The men were, for the most part, less than nothing. All creatures, the most disgusting and vile from the underworld, The Underdark, gathered under the oppressing elves that they were captured or controlled by and built, with sweat and blood, the first of their city. Over the years, centuries, the elves changed. Each generation evolved, adapting to their new environment; they saw better in the pitch black darkness of the underworld and their skin grew darker, but they kept their white, silky hair -- color of the moon; the beautiful orb of the night that they could not see any more…
A new race was born; the race of Dark Elves.

The dark elves, commonly called Drows, tend to live up to 1000 years. They are exceptionally great creatures magic wise and they stand amongst the best smiths of the entire world. As for their beauty, it only equals their great cupidity. Just as their goddess; a beautiful divinity, though full of cruelty.
Women generally reign, but the matrons to fear the most are the ones with royal blood; those from the first lineage, directly related back to those to have made a pact with the Arachnid goddess. Those of royal blood rule a 'House' of their own and in every House there is the great Matron who is the oldest and most powerful female drow of the House, with its daughters; powerful priestesses of Lloth who are in the good favors of the goddess, and as for its sons -- those of the first Matron of the House -- are bound to either become powerful warriors or deadly feared wizards. The most powerful Houses have a weapons master of their own…one to train the worthy drows of the House to become real killing machines.
There are two ways for males to be respected; the first one is to win the title of weapons master or something equivalent, and the second is to have the chance to born from a royal matron and be the first male to be born from her. There also are some slaves, hundreds, depending on the House, constituted of drows and more low some creatures such as goblins and trolls. The more the number of the House is close to 1, the more the royal bloods are rich, powerful and most gifted by Lloth.

The dark elves are perfidious and they are desperate to be powerful and in Lloth’s favors…any dirty, bloody way is good to get themselves higher the drow society.
Therefore, during one night, a house was brutally assaulted and ravaged. House Rilynar, the 9th House of the drow city Aberethaggar...fell.

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A few minutes before... The weapon master was sat motionless, his face neutral, eyes closed as he liked to feel a needle pierce his flesh, leaving behind a thread which gave over a burning sensation against the skin. The one who was doing his sutures was Erelnozz, a good sorcerer, yet only an apprentice healer who was really good at giving him shivers of pain. G'eldeth was the weapons master of the 9th House but he would have the power to be in the fifth, at least. But it was too much responsibility and he enjoyed to have all he wanted with some threat of leaving House Rilynar. He was one of the only male to be able to enjoy the delights of the flesh as much as he wanted. G'eldeth had heard a strange noise; he ordered the sorcerer to cut the thread even though his wound was still open and he took his armor and weapons. He looked at the sorcerer…he would never admit it, but he needed the male. Although he would like to be invincible, he was not. Thus he said, dryly to Erelnozz to follow him and they went into a secret passage out of the house, behind it. G'eldeth saw the Matron and the slaves being killed, the priestess and the prince became prisoners as they were important to the society. He quickly recognized the people of the 10th and 11th Houses; they had formed an alliance to destroy House Rilynar. G'eldeth put his armor on and took his weapons with him as he then walked towards the tunnel, and after a perilous road full of creatures, he was leaded to the surface. He did not look behind him to see if the sorcerer was following… He knew he could not stay in this town without risking dying and he will never get all he had with House Rilynar; all the privileges were gone forever.

 

[SaMxY]

Rilynar
SaMxY
(G'eld: friend, spider // Eth: obsession, taker, taken)






Rilynar
KamashiSeno
(Erel: eye, moon, spy // Nozz: chance, gambler, game)






Rilynar
First son of House Rilynar (a prince, in other words)
KamashiSeno
(Dil: cold, ice, still // Rak: chaos, storm, tempest)






Rilynar
SaMxY
We decided that his eyes are purple, thus he has the incredible chance of being able to adapt quickly and in darkness and in light. He's seen the surface before.
(Adin: beast, monstrous, savage // Bryn: agent, assassin, killer)




Note: When a House is destroyed, we never hear of its name ever again. As if, in this case, House Rilynar had never existed. [...]






Aleandar
(Alean : The noble line of // ndar : black hearts)
SaMxY
(Elk: chaos, mad madness // aghar : cynic, death, end, victim)





Aleandar
(Alean : The noble line of // ndar : black hearts)
KamashiSeno
(Micar: Lost, poison, widow // Ryn : Blooded, elder, experienced)






KamashiSeno
(Quev: charmed, docile, friend // Ayas: forge, forger, hammer, smith)






SaMxY
(Alak: Beloved, best // Kah: Beauty, hair, style)
Quevayas and Alakkah were born from a drow father and elven mother from the surface. They live alone on the surface in the woods


Of course we have more pictures of each char xD
THANKS TO MAVROSH (for the arts...but she doesn't know I borrowed them >3> so shush lol)

 

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The weapon master was sat motionless, his face neutral, eyes closed as he liked to feel a needle pierce his flesh, leaving behind a thread which gave off a burning sensation against the skin. The one who was doing his sutures was Erelnozz, a good sorcerer, yet only an apprentice healer who was really good at giving him shivers of pain. G'eldeth was the weapons master of the 9th House but he would have the power to be in the fifth, at the least. But it was too much responsibility and he enjoyed to have all he wanted with some threat of leaving House Rilynar. He was one of the only male to be able to enjoy the delights of the flesh as much as he wanted. G'eldeth had heard a strange noise; he ordered the sorcerer to cut the thread even though his wound was still open and he took his armor and weapons. He looked at the sorcerer…he would never admit it, but he needed the male. Although he would like to be invincible, he was not. Thus he said, dryly to Erelnozz to follow him and they went into a secret passage out of the house, behind it. G'eldeth saw the Matron and the slaves being killed, the priestess and the prince became prisoners as they were important to the society. He quickly recognized the people of the 10th and 11th Houses; they had obviously formed an alliance to destroy House Rilynar. G'eldeth put his armor on and took his weapons with him as he then walked towards the tunnel, and after a perilous road full of creatures, he was leaded to the surface. He did not look behind him to see if the sorcerer was following… He knew he could not stay in this town without risking his life and he would never get all he had with House Rilynar; all the privileges were gone forever.

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G'eldeth was covered with all sorts of colors of blood. He had fought against creatures he had never seen in his life, despite his 523 years. Some of these creatures were as black as the tunnel, they were hard to see but with all his experience G'eldeth could fight eyes closed. Sure, he was hit several times but was never defeated. He knew he could not live on the surface of the earth without the knowledge of the sorcerer. Sometimes he was even fighting to protect him; he needed him for his survival.
During a full day G'eldeth had fought against all sorts of things to finally reach the surface. During their long trip in the tunnel he did not leave a respite to Erelnozz. He wanted to get out of this tunnel as soon as possible. Anyway, they would not get a rest time because the creatures reproduced with an incredible speed. Fortunately for G'eldeth, Erelnozz could bring up some water to hydrate him for a few more hours. Once on the surface, G'eldeth strongly got rid of his armor soaked with his blood, along with purple, green and blue blood from his enemies and his own sweat. His body all tensed and muscular let show all the forms of his muscles under the moonlight. G'eldeth looked behind him to make sure Erelnozz came out of that damned tunnel. He approached him, then he noticed the moon. He had heard about it but he never saw it with his own eyes. He turned his head quickly after a short time, the light was so bright that it was hurting him. He looked again at the glowing eyes of Erelnozz. "I made you get out of there, your turn now." The wind was blowing gently on his skin, a relief was created in G'eldeth. Wind...there was none in the city, it was even a little cold... his bruised body relaxed a bit but his skin seem chilled and left his chest very hard. "How can we live here? What can we eat? Is there any monsters here too?" G'eldeth had a neutral face and voice. He waited for the knowledge of his companion. He still had his swords in hand. He did not know if there were enemies here too and perhaps he would use them to kill their meal or build a few things.

 

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G’eldeth having taken seat on a chair, Erelnozz was knelt to his side with what he had found to fix the other’s deep gash he’d just sustained. Frankly, Erel wasn’t one to use a needle and thread to make sutures… He knew some handy healing spells that could’ve fixed this in no time, but it had been G’eldeth’s request for the younger male to stitch him up this way. It was no surprise… Not only did the weapons’ master affectionate his scars, he also was a masochist…and a sadist. Well…orders were orders, even though the sorcerer knew he sucked at doing handmade sutures. Oh well! As long as G’eldeth wouldn’t actually complain about it, the the dark haired drow wouldn’t try making this any less painful. Huh? Pulled out of his thoughts quickly, Erelnozz was done as he was told and cut the thread immediately -- even though he wasn’t yet done sewing up this wound -- once G’eldeth ordered him to. Remaining knelt, locking his cyan hues onto the drow as he watched him retrieving his armor and weapons, Erelnozz did not dare speak, that he blinked and sprang up, yet confused with the other’s behavior, as the weapons master told him to follow him. The sorcerer swallowed painfully just as he grabbed his precious spell book with which he never parted, and he went after the warrior. Getting out of the house by some secret passage leading behind it, Erelnozz went wide eyed at the events going on upfront. No wonder G’eldeth wasn’t sticking around…he’d never cared about the House; just the advantages. Not worth risking one’s life for… Savages… he couldn’t help but think about the scene. This all was a desaster! What if Bryn is in danger…?! but he knew he didn't stand a chance if he stayed around…and so, he scurried after the warrior who had already made it to the tunnel leading out of the town, into the Underdark. His heart felt heavy, but if he was to die now, he'd obviously never see his 'lover' again…
The Underdark…
G’eldeth was sick! Really?! Those wicked tunnels?! Weren’t they better off just hiding in town for the next 24hours and get themselves into some other House then…? At least then he'd be able to find out what happened to his bishie… The weapons’ master surely would’ve found some place to go, anyway! As for the sorcerer…well he had to admit, he knew it wouldn’t be just so easy for him…as just anyone considered he shouldn’t have been granted to breathe in the first place; his abnormally ebony black hair being a disgrace to this ‘flawless’ society/race… Only Bryn had accepted him this way… Normally, newborns with such an uncommon trait were automatically sacrificed to Lloth… Today still, Erelnozz could only wonder what in the world had pushed Matron Berileth Rilynar to risk falling into Lloth’s disgrace while granting an unworthy child to live under her roof… It escaped any drow logic. Any logic at all, even; since Berileth surely wasn’t known for her mercy. She knew none… Well, Erelnozz’s questions sure would remain unanswered, since the head Matron of House Rilynar, the 9th House, was no more from this night on.

The ruthless adventures of the warrior and the sorcerer through the Underdark sure had been tiring, for lack of a better word. More than once had Erelnozz thought this is it; being positive they wouldn’t make it, that their lives would end in these bloody tunnels. What hell of a surprise had it been to feel a breeze stroke his face’ skin as they reached the surface..! Dragging himself out of the wicked place, soon setting foot on the mildly wet greenery out there, Erelnozz was forever wordless and actually held his breath to the scene. So this was the world of the surface…… His exhaustion and hunger along with his sore muscles were the least of his preoccupations for the moment, as he gazed at the night sky above their heads. Bringing his cyan hues back to the warrior, Erel watched as G’eldeth walked back to him, seeing the warrior's tainted yet -- he had to admit -- gorgeous body that appeared so well under the moonlight; that being what he gazed at next while the warrior looked at the moon itself. Having Bryn pop back to his mind soon enough though, he eventually looked away, to the moon. It was full that night…the sorcerer could tell that much, with its form and light.
Fidgeting as G’eldeth made eye contact with him, the sorcerer was…surprised? with the words that came out of the warrior’s mouth. The questions the male asked, especially. Well…he shouldn’t have been surprised, actually. A warrior wouldn’t be one to have studied the world of the surface… Then it hit him! This was exactly why G’eldeth had had him tag along…he knew the sorcerer would know more about this foreign place than he did… He actually needs my knowledge… as first he’d thought it was for the first aids purposes. Blinking, Erelnozz processed the situation in his mind, trying to recall everything he knew about this place, just as he took a step towards G’eldeth, looking down at his wounds. “Your wounds…” He was holding a neutral expression. “I’ll take care of these…if you’d only let me do it properly this time…” he spoke really calmly. “…Let us not stay near this tunnel…” and he walked past the warrior. Looking around, all Erelnozz could see were trees. A forest… Hopefully there would be a water source nearby, like a river or something. Looking over his shoulder at the male, the sorcerer said “Come.” to G’eldeth’s attention, and he simply started walking, walking into the forest.
Assuming the other male would follow, Erel didn’t stop before having set foot in a clearing in the woods. Sighing as they had yet to come across some water source of any sort which would’ve been handy at the moment, the sorcerer grimaced. “Fine… We’ll rest here.” Really…he felt like collapsing, but he knew they’d better make a fire, to keep wild animals away…he’d read about that much; little tricks here and there and more… He had a…general culture of such a world. “Leave your armor here while you gather some dry wood… I doubt you’ll get attacked. I need it to start a decent fire, for the night… It’ll keep the predators away. Meanwhile I’ll prepare the ground…” Indeed, he hadn’t asked. He hoped the male wouldn’t make a fuss out of it; circumstances had changed, right? Anyway, he wasn’t up for acting overly respectful.
As G’eldeth gathered wood -- and Erelnozz hoped the male wasn’t over doing it, with all those wounds he’d sustained -- the sorcerer made a nice spot in the ground to make a fire. He even set stones all around it to avoid incidents… Waiting for the branches, he almost dozed off meanwhile, but the man was quick enough at coming back with dry wood. Settling the thing perfectly, Erelnozz then took his spell book and quickly found the page he was looking for. Thank god the moon was full; he could read. Whispering a short sentence with his right hand out towards the fireplace as he read the words right off the page, a small incantation, a flame formed through the dry branches and Zroom! It engulfed the whole thing there and burst out somewhat of its perimeter, having poor Erelnozz dart backwards in surprise, a “Sh.it!” escaping his lips as he protected his eyes from the excessive light with his forearm. His heartbeat was quick, due to the surprise. Good thing he’d told the warrior to keep his distance…and cover his eyes. What the hell…it was just a minor fire spell; never had it reacted so…greatly… Well, either way, the fire sure was up. …Damn; he cursed underneath his breath when he got a flash of some wizard mentioning how any fire spell reacted more strongly at the surface, there being more oxygen in the air up there or something… How careless of him.
Daring to glance at G’eldeth, the sorcerer had been shaken enough with the slight fright he got there that he was up to take care of the warrior’s wounds now, instead of waiting after some rest, since he did feel quite awake now. Seeing how the male was looking away from the flames, them obviously being too bright for his sight, Erelnozz couldn’t help but come over to him and, after tearing a slice of his own cloak like coat, he reached up to pass that long, large piece of cloth over the drow’s eyes, saying at the same time: “Let me cover these…while there’s light you’ll still be able to see through the fabric I assume but at least you won’t be as blinded… It shouldn’t burn your eyes as much with this” as he tied the piece of clothing to the back of the other male’s head. He was just…being nice. Erelnozz didn’t need the same treatment for the mere fire’s light; being used to reading grimoires with fire lit candles, he was rather used to at least this much light…just not earlier’s unexpected burst.
Once the band of fabric was nicely set in place, the sorcerer pulled away. “Is it okay…?” and the younger male of the two was midly surprised, with G’eldeth having let him cover his eyes so. Trust wasn’t something a drow could express towards another…so it was quite particular.
Of course G’eldeth was a rather silent man…; he wasn’t one to speak for nothing, so he wasn't surprised when not getting a spoken answer. “Well then…” said he, then trying to figure out the best spell he could use to fix the drow up the quickest. The warrior was almost as fresh as knew by the time the sorcerer was done having his gashes and such close themselves. Though he was hell dirty…
Overly exhausted now, Erelnozz shut his spell book. “There…nothing to worry about until……morning……” and he basically collapsed onto G’eldeth’s lap. He desperately needed some rest… He’d already been out of physical resources by the time they’d made it out of that cursed tunnel; having used further energy for taking care of the warrior had drained his last bits of strength.
Indeed Erelnozz hadn’t yet answered G’eldeth’s every question, but from what he’d just said last, they’d at least be fine until morning. The elder of the two would have to wait at least that much longer to hear more about this foreign place…
Adinbryn…

 

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G'eldeth fell asleep like a rock. Every muscle of his body were ankylosed. He awoke in the morning and noticed that the warlock was sleeping on him. He had the reflex to push his head to get up without delicacy the warrior ordered him to wake up. "It's not time to sleep..." Only the young drow had his eyes open that he would probably have contest the ways of Deth, but he immediately closed his eyes. Likely he had too some trouble with the light. Deth was happy to have his blindfold but he was angry to not see very well. Then he heard noises. He put his hand warmly on the mouth of the young drow. Deth snatched a headband like his from the same piece of clothing and without really paying attention to the hair of Erel, he tied it before his eyes. He motioned to follow him in silence, assuming that Erel already looked through the headband. Deth walked back to the tree to see a bunch of drow near to them. They should have an easier passage than the Underdark... Without warning the sorcerer, Deth rushed towards them. Accompanied with his swords, he slew them in seconds. "They have provisions... so let’s eat." Without greater attention to Erelnozz he opened a box to find food. He ate several good things that only the first houses can afford. Once satisfied he put his armor and took his swords. He found a few daggers and a small axe which he installed on him. All weapons can be useful to him. "I'm going back to the city. You come with me or not?" He looked at Erelnozz briefly before heading into the new tunnel. Once the shadow take the place of the light, he removed his blindfold, he finally saw around him! He began to go into the tunnel, as the sorcerer follow or not it made no difference. He had to go back. He have leave behind him some valuables things and a important person...

After only a few hours of walking he was back in the city, in a dark corner, away of people; not a lot of elf was aware of this passage. He noted that the sorcerer had followed but he would not be careful for him, he could not care less about what he was there for. He did not intend to wait or to protect him. G'eldeth went slowly in their ancient home. He had to get his bag of survives. He went in and out, no one have sees him. Then he went to prison in the city. Killing a few guards in passing he found the person he came for. Dilrak... Adinbryn was in another cell. He probably got caught ... it's surprising. G'eldeth went before the cell door, he did not know what to say to the prince... He was just there, looking at him with a face slightly softer than usual. He heard someone coming toward them, turning quickly he saw the black haired drow. "You follow..." He did not have time to finish his sentence as Bryn said in a soft and low voice: "Erel ..! "

 

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Erelnozz had slept deeply while resting unknowingly on G’eldeth’s lap. When dawn showed up, the sorcerer was still dead asleep up until his head suddenly, harshly lost its support… Waking up abruptly after his head had hit the ground; the dark-haired drow groaned, sat up and rubbed the spot on his head in question, his eyes still closed tight as he grimaced. He was about to criticize Deth’s ways, but when he opened his eyes…it was like bathing them in acid. He yelped, covering his eyes with his hands. It’s morning…the sun…drat!! And he whined a bit about his own carelessness, up until a warm hand covered his mouth. His heart skipped a beat at that…he was positive that G’eldeth had just gotten too annoyed with him and that the warrior’s next move, after covering up his mouth like this, was that he’d slit the sorcerer’s throat open. Erel held his breath, but the sound he heard wasn’t anything metallic-like…more like his cloak-like coat had had a stripe torn off from it… Is he…? and the following answered his unspoken question. G’eldeth had actually made him a blindfold just like he’d done for the warrior the night before! His hair might have been tangled in the knot and all, but his throat was intact..!
Looking at the drow in astonishment -- which was barely noticeable with the blindfold he now wore -- Erel caught up Deth’s signal for following him in silence…which he did, from a safe distance. The younger drow’s eyes were itchy, but he’d be fine now. Well that was unexpected… he thought to himself, about the blindfold, right until the warrior sprang forward into a clearing. The sorcerer went wide-eyed at the scene: G’eldeth had just slain a small group of Drows within seconds…! Cold-heartedly, at that… And I was about to think I was being over-cautious…i meaning that, in the end, he had every right to fear for his life while near the weapon master.

As G’eldeth addressed himself to the sorcerer, telling him these newly lifeless corpses owned food and that it was time to eat, Erel gulped and joined the warrior for the meal. As soon as he started to eat, the cyan-eyed drow got over the death of these dark elves. After all, it was only a threat in less in this world…The small feast was truly welcomed, in other words.
By the time G’eldeth was done eating, Erel had started picking up the rest of the provisions for them to keep…but that’s when the warrior announced that he was headed back to the drow city! The sorcerer was too stunned to manage an answer at the latest question… Yet, when he saw the weapon master borrow a new tunnel that seemed to lead deep down in the earth, the younger male quickly packed up and followed after the other. He too, had to return to Aberethaggar…and the sooner the better.

Once back to the city, eyes safe -- thank the gods for their trip back had been way less reckless through this secret passage, as opposed to the labyrinth-ial Underdark itself -- Erelnozz decided to follow after G’eldeth for now. With a little luck, they’d stumble across what he himself was back here for…
Ending up at their former House -- or what was left of it, anyway -- Erel decided to remain outside of it, even though Deth went in. He knew that what he sought wouldn’t be in there…
After a few minutes, the sorcerer was debating going off on his own, that he noticed G’eldeth was out already. Perhaps this was a sign…so the sorcerer went after him once more. What wasn’t his surprise to see the warrior head to the city’s prison! Curiosity taking over, the sorcerer discreetly followed the male from a very safe distance. He’d even pulled his hood on, so that other drows wouldn’t recall him due to his unique physical trait; his ebony hair.
Setting foot in the prison after Deth had, Erel had to walk over a few corpses before catching up to the man, but he eventually ended in a hallway full of cells. Peeking in that direction, the sorcerer was curious to see whom the warrior was here for, that the drow in question spotted him in no time. Seemed like he hadn’t been discreet enough… His heart skipped a beat at that; he’d thought G’eldeth would’ve darted towards him and slew him, for having thought it was a guard or something…but that didn’t happen, luckily enough. Well…not that he couldn’t have stopped the male with a spell’s help but……
That’s when a familiar voice rang to his ears loud and clear like his inner hopes had been answered at last. “Bryn?!” he exclaimed, taking his hood off and he then sprang towards the male imprisoned near where G’eldeth was now standing. The sorcerer landed before the thick metal bars on his knees, driving all his focus on the drow inside. He couldn’t believe it…he’d really managed to find him in the end! “Oh, Bryn! I’m so relieved; you’re safe!!” and he started actively looking around the cell to find a way to free the bishie. Soon enough he understood that a sort of barrier was casted on these cells, for them to be resistant against spells. This wasn’t going to stop the cyan-eyed drow though… Standing up, Erel instantly started incanting. The barrier resisted some, but soon enough it actually broke under the sorcerer’s power. Next thing, the dark-haired drow had the bars basically melt away with an acid spell, fact after which he darted inside the cell to undo Adinbryn’s chains pretty much the same way, if they resisted. Once the lavender-eyed drow was free, Erel held the bishie’s face in both his hands, holding an obviously relieved expression, before planting his lips warmly to Bryn’s. When he eventually broke the kiss, he wrapped his arms around the slim drow’s body, hugging him against him. “I was so worried…” he whispered, as his hold tightened. Then, he let go, thinking that it would be more than about time to rush out of this place before anyone noticed what was going on… Perhaps they’d even have to regain the surface to save their lives after all this…
That’s when G’eldeth popped back into the sorcerer’s mind as he turned around, after having had grabbed Bryn’s hand to have the boy tag along for their ‘run for it’. Squeezing the mercenary’s hand in his, Erel held Deth’s look. “N-Now you know what I came back for…” …and what about you? he inevitably wondered then, as his gaze shifted to the other prisoner there, the person for which the warrior had obviously came back for. The sorcerer actually froze and went slightly wide-eyed as he caught sight of Dilrak’s glaring, threatening dark eyes throwing figurative blades at him. Out of mild panic, Erel planned on letting go of Bryn’s hand, but couldn't get himself to do so…and thus, the dark-haired male simply looked downwards. The next second, he shamefully looked at Adinbryn, wondering ‘what now?’… He was so very regretful for having acted so impulsively. Now, the last person they’d meant to inform of their secret relationship had witnessed the whole thing right before their eyes. The sorcerer wouldn’t even be surprised if the mercenary was to deny it all to save his life, since it did belong to the cruel prince, after all… Not to mention how Bryn and himself hadn’t ever made things official between them two, for obvious reasons…even though the sorcerer most likely cared for the bishie a whole lot, considering he was willingly risking his own life to come claim his mate back like this, regardless of danger… Erel’s heart ached at the thought of losing Bryn permanently… I was so…oh so foolish… and he just reverted into looking at the ground, his thoughts too much of a mess right now to think of a solution. He just needed to wait and see what the mercenary would do, now…

 

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The prince was in a bad mood. A really bad mood… Not only was he an ex-prince now, but also, he’d spent an entire night in a cell, chained up to the stoned wall’s feet just like a mere slave would be. On top of that, his servant, Adinbryn, was in a cell too; one right on the other side of this bloody, stinky hallway he was being held captive in. Now…how was the mercenary supposed to get him out of this place, if he was caught too?! Incompetents…he was surrounded by nothing but incompetents! And as if all this wasn’t crappy enough already, he’d seen his ‘protector’ flee out of town last night, when House Rilynar was being assaulted! Without even so much as a last glance for him…none…and he’d left with that dark-haired pariah he despised so..! That treacherous bas.tard… He wouldn’t admit, but that most surely was the one thing pissing him off like never before… How could he, first son of the 9th House, have been ever so foolish into thinking he could actually relay on his mentor?! It literally drove him out of his mind… Curse you, G’eldeth…! He really hated the man right now…and yet, deep down, he still wished for the weapon master to come save him… How ridiculous…

Dilrak was reminiscing all of this through his mind continuously, blowing up in rage and fighting with his chains like he’d gone mad now and then… A tornado, really…but it never lasted really long; it was either that a guard got fed up and casted a paralytic spell on him, or that he simply ran out of energy at one point or the other. Plus…these cuffs were so tight, it was painful… When his wrists were bleeding he stopped. If Adinbryn ever spoke to him, he ignored him coldly. He wasn’t so quick into forgiving…

Once the night had gone by, the prince was less…feisty. Anger still filled his spirit, but he didn’t exteriorize it like the past hours. He’d wasted so much energy already… At this point, he was expecting to be given something to eat! The guards wouldn’t let him starve to death, would they? So he waited…and waited… What are you waiting for, bitches, I’m fckin’ starving here..!! And yet he remained calm on the outside; he figured that if he behaved, he’d be served quicker……though his dark eyes did translate all the inner frustration he was feeling.
Hearing noises coming from one side of the hallway, the ex-prince was wondering what was going on…up until someone appeared before his cell’s door. Ah, at last!; thinking we were bringing him food. Turning his eyes up to the drow standing there, his facial traits softened ever so slightly. …G’eldeth… He had come back for him after all…! Yet, even with the tricky circumstances they were in, the two men just stared at each other, without a move, completely wordless… That look on his face…… and the short-haired drow was starting to feel soothed, that some footsteps were heard. Both men turned their attention towards the source of it instantly. Tsk…now the pariah. He felt pissed, since he’d seen that guy leave with his protector last evening…yet, what flashed on the beautiful dark-eyed drow’s face then wasn’t anger, but surprise, as he watched the sorcerer run over to his servant after this one had called the drow’s name… What…the hell…? and he stared at the scene. He studied Erelnozz’s ev-er-y movement. So he came to free Bryn…is that so… and again, anger was filling up his beautiful, yet threatening dark eyes. The outmost of his anger was achieved, hardening his every facial features when he saw the males kiss right before him. You have Got to be kidding me… He had murderous envies now… If looks could kill; both men would be dead. That is a certainty. Especially when Erelnozz looked straight into his eyes…at least he’d been brilliant enough to lower his gaze, but that still wouldn’t calm the prince… “How dare you…both of you?!!” he exclaimed, harsh. Then anger really kicked in as the pariah didn’t move a single muscle at that. Standing, thrusting at his chains like he’d gone mad once more, Dilrak exploded. “RAAAAH I’LL KILL YOUUU!!!” and he kept fighting his chains. His plan was actually to break free from those, come to the cell’s bars and bend them with his strength alone and then get out and murder the men with his bare hands. Not that that was anything realistic, from A to Z. That’s just how crazy a berserk Dilrak could be… He was only more frustrated when the first part of his plan wasn’t working… “GRAAAH SCREW THESE CHAIIINS!!! G’eldeth!! Get me out of here…NOOOW!!!” and he still fought his binds like a mad dog. It was only a minute later that he…actually slipped on a random spot on the ground and hit his head onto the floor as he fell, hard enough to lose consciousness… Silence then filled the hallway… Crazy Dilrak was knocked-out by himself. Well…at least it would be easier to get him out of his cell now, without risking a bloodbath…if anyone still wanted to free him, that is.

For sure though, the yelling had caught attention…if they all wanted to make it out of the prison alive, the small group had better get the hell out of there and fast, before reinforcements showed up.

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[SaMxY]

Bryn was so happy to see Erelnozz there, for him. He come for him! Once released, the mercenary had no time rubbing his wrists that he was kissed by the sorcerer. He closed his eyes quickly to respond to the kiss. Ho Erel... Then he left his cell once the kiss ended. He looked at the face of the wizard until his sets the ground. Hand in hand with his companion, Adinbryn could only tighten hard when he heard the screams of his master. He turned his fearful gaze toward Dilrak still prisoner. He did not know what to say, he wanted to tell the truth but he did not wanted to put his love in a dangerous situation... He did not have time to find what to say that threats had already been launched and, without knowing how, Dilrak was lying on the ground, silent.


Deth that was watching the whole scene. He was secretly jealous of the freedom of expression. It was impossible for him to do so. He had intended to release Dilrak but after seeing Erelnozz use his magic, he believed that perhaps he would not be able to do it. Plus, with the state of the prince, Deth wasn’t sure if he wanted to be the one who freed him. It is when the prince, who was no longer one in fact, ordered him to release him. Deth did not believe his eyes, he was not obliged to come back to free him at all. Well, a bit in fact… But Dilrak was no longer entitled to order as well. He would simply turn around, pretending to go away, to hear Dilrak beg him to return and apologized. But it is at this moment that he decided to banging his head and be unconscious. G'eldeth could not believe his eyes. He squats a little at the gate, staring at Dilrak. He really is unconscious...?


Then a man, who had to listen to everything happening on this floor of the prison, waiting patiently for the right moment to show, slowly descended the stairs. He had several piercing and he had a dark aura. It was Illiamd Beanrahel, the wizard of the first house. Bryn knew him well though because he was the brother of his master, but he did not understand what he was doing here. He laid his dark and harsh eyes on Erelnozz. It was not surprising that Dilrak treated like an outcast because his big brother saw him as an abomination. After a few seconds that seemed hours to the youngest witch, Illiamd directed his attention to the warrior. The two men bowed very friendly. "He is always so loud that I can see... Thank you for coming back." He took a short break, during that pause the sorcerer focused on his brother. He did slightly levitate him a few inches off the ground, the chains fell to the ground and Dilrak’s body passed through the bars to extend again on the ground between the two duo. "Now we must go fast!" Deth not wait any longer to take Dilrak in his arms. Illiamd was the first and Deth the second with Dilrak. G'eldeth indicated silently to Illiamd where to go to avoid the famous underdark. Once in that tunnel was enough for the warrior. Adinbryn, him, was keeping his in Erel’s hand, he watched the rear of the troop. It was good to be on the same side as the most powerful wizard of the city, he has no limited power. Illiamd had made sure that everyone was invisible to all the people of the city, except him who walked normally among the drows.


The way in the city went well, as well as in the small tunnel of mercenaries. Once on land, Illiamd put out of his pocket several rings for men. "Take each one, except you Adinbryn. This is a ring that prevents the natural lights to blind you." Illiamd himself take one. Deth took two, he put one in a finger of Dilrak that he still was held in his arms and he put one in one of his fingers. They eventually move away from the tunnel to be now around a small lake. Illiamd went into the lake to see if there was any danger, he had heard that there were many voracious creatures below. But in this small body of water, nothing too threatening. Deth, he was lying Dilrak on the ground and cleaned his wounds. His wrists were banged well. "Erel... you think you could cure him?" Illiamd was busy and Deth did not dare to ask him anything because of his position, well old position. Bryn give a little look to Erelnozz for him to heal his master. Adinbryn went slowly into the forest to fetch some fruits and tree branches for a fire that will not be long considering the time of day.

 

[KamashiSeno]

Hearing Dilrak explode and threaten them like he did, Erelnozz closed his eyes tightly and kept clutching Adinbryn’s hand in his. He wished with all his heart that the dark-eyed drow wouldn’t tear off his necklace right away, out of madness and hatred, which would cause Bryn’s death instantly…since the bishie’s life relayed on that link he had with the prince. Dilrak wouldn’t go that far, would he…?
Erel was still addressing Eilistraee such prayers, to keep Bryn safe, that all of a sudden, there was a thud. Hearing no more yelling or sound whatsoever, the dark-haired drow looked over at Dilrak’s cell. He actually blinked, making sure he wasn’t imagining things, when he saw the short-haired male flat on the floor, unconscious. He secretly thanked his goddess for this turn of event… Letting out a relieved sigh, he looked to his side at Adinbryn. Even at a time like this, he couldn’t help but think the male was so pretty…
Thinking that the mercenary would never want to leave without Dilrak, Erelnozz had come closer to G’eldeth’s position, about to incant again to break the cell’s spell, that the small group there heard footsteps. Turning his attention in that direction, Erel was shocked to see Illiamd. The man’s disdained look made the young sorcerer ever so uncomfortable… Discomfort and shame written all over his face, Erel nonetheless held the wizard’s gaze for what appeared to him like being hours…but at long last, the older male changed targets. Probably was he looking down at the wizard’s feet when he listened to his small conversation with G’eldeth.
After Dilrak was brought out of his cell and that Illiamd and Deth were set in motion to leave the prison, Erel looked at Bryn, saying: ”Come, the best is probably for Dilrak to see you when he regains consciousness.” and he even managed a small reassuring smile with his words. Following after G’eldeth, Erel had Adinbryn tag along as well, still holding his hand.

Having made it up to the surface, Erel was glad they had all made it out of the city unharmed. Seeing how Illiamd had planned vision rings, the ebony-haired drow had to gather all his courage to dare come and get his. He could still feel Illiamd’s gaze on him, but he didn’t go as far as meeting his eyes this time.
A good distance away from the tunnel now, near a small lake, Erel led Bryn close to Dilrak once the drow was set down by Deth. Being asked by the weapons master to heal the prince, the sorcerer looked at Bryn, smiling slightly and giving him a nod as if saying ‘no need to puppy-eye me, I will cure him…for you’, which he did while the mercenary went out to fetch things. He knew Bryn was used to the surface, so he wasn’t too worried, seeing him go on his own like this.
Dilrak healed, Erel stayed close to the prince, in case he would wake up while Bryn was out of sight, and then he finally turned his cyan eyes towards the warrior. “I always thought you took care of him by necessity. What made you come back for him…?” he asked, though perhaps he would regret asking…it was none of his business, after all…

 

[SaMxY]

G'eldeth’s look was fixed on Dilrak. He had heard the question of the sorcerer but took a moment to move. He wanted to see Dilrak awake. He eventually slid his gaze to Erelnozz, simply and neutrally said: ''For the same reason you risked your life to get the mercenary.'' His eyes had left back on the young prince. ''We will have to adapt and learn to live together without the mentality of the city...'' His says was true, but he also tried to change the subject, he did not want Erelnozz to make another remark on the first subject.

Meanwhile Adinbryn picked up a lot of wood. He returned quickly to the others. He picked up rocks to make a circle in which he put the wood and start a fire with other stones. He also took other big wooden branch that he ignite one side before driven them into the ground, thus forming another circle farther than the fire itself. After he came by the side of his beloved one.

Illiamd eventually just go walking in the forest, after looking the lake, where he found a small hut. As always he went invisible observe what could live there. He wanted to know if there is any danger.