Ascending Legends

[Dragongal]

Arryn leaned against Dayn and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into another kiss, then pulling away and starting to kiss along his jaw. "How could I not be?"

 

[BookWyrm]

After it was all said and done, Dayn held Arryn close against him as he listened to the quiet music of their hearts beating together. He gently rubbed her neck as they lay together, surprisingly he found himself at a loss for words.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn bent her head a bit so he could rub her neck better, and nestled her head into the hollow of his neck. "You're warm."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn tucked his head down against Arryn's, kissing the top of her head gently. "I'm glad you approve."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck. "How's your mana drain, mo chroi?"

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn got a decent laugh out of the question. "Only you would ask that question right now." Dayn put a finger under Arryn's chin and lifted her head to give her a quick kiss before laughing again. "I can't focus enough to tell you at the moment."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn laughed with him, then went back to nuzzling against his neck, pulling the blankets higher over them both as she did so. "I'll just have to remember to ask you later, then."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn smiled before hugging Arryn tightly again. "You are distracting at times. In all the right ways of course."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn giggled a bit and adjusted her position so she could kiss his forehead before hunkering down against his shoulder again. "I'm glad you approve."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Approve? Love, I adore it." Dayn leaned down and nuzzled against the base of Arryn's neck before kissing her collarbone. "You are exquisitely beautiful."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn shivered a bit and blushed slightly. "Scars and all?" She still every once in a while had her doubts and insecurities about her scars.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn slowly kissed Arryn's neck again. "Scars and all love. You are a masterpiece, and you are all mine."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn shivered and hugged him close. "I like that. Being all yours."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Always, love." Dayn ran his fingers through Arryn's hair before kissing her forehead.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled and closed her eyes, in complete comfort and bliss.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn lay in silence for a few minutes before slowly shifting and curling around Arryn. It always amazed him how petite she seemed when compared to him as a wolf. Once he was adjusted he gently licked her neck before laying his head over her shoulder and against her chest before purring contently.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled and started to slowly pet him, burying her face into the fur of his neck. She loved when he curled up around her as a wolf. He was just so warm and fluffy and gentle.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn's tail wagged lightly when Arryn started to love on him. It didn't matter if he were man or wolf, she loved him the same. It didn't take long for them to both fall asleep.

 

[Dragongal]

The next few days passed peacefully, nothing disturbing Dayn or Arryn. They continued to work on Arryn's sword - training in the evenings and cuddling in the nights. Peace never lasts, though, and early one morning, Theodas knocked on their door, delivering an urgent message: O'Rourke had been seen, and his tracks led back to Glowitz. Once Theodas was gone, Arryn sat down across from Dayn on the bed. "Dayn... it could be a trap."

 

[BookWyrm]

"I know.", Dayn said before reaching out and taking Arryn's hand. "It is a risk we are going to have to take love. This man tried to kill both of us. It is time we try and bring him to justice."

 

[Dragongal]

Many regions away, a small, meek man stood in the doorway of a dark room. "Master, it's done." A deep, grumbling voice replied, "The trap is set?" "Completely, Master." "Good. The banshees ahve been a spirit to keep to themselves. They have long held my interest. Their reaction to the griffin girl is most intriguing - is is her reaction to them. Let us see how the lycan reacts as well. It will be interesting to see what happens when all three are brought together at once."





Arryn nodded solemnly. They packed their equipment and headed out almost immediately. Arryn had a sense of unease that grew as they approached Gilowitz. It was early evening when they arrived. Arryn set up a small camp near the pass, which was unfortunately in sight of the church. She got a slight headache just looking at the old building. She looked up to Dayn and nodded a bit, checking over her weaponry again. "I want to wait until morn, but if we do... he may learn that we're here and flee, if he hasn't already."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had crouched down and watched the church. Something about it set his nerves on edge, and he fingered the pommel of his sword as he looked down at it. He had stood up again by the time Arryn spoke up, though he jumped slightly, having zoned out a bit. "I don't like it any more than you do, but I think it would be best to get in there tonight. The less time we waist the more chances we have of catching O'Rourke."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn nodded and adjusted her swordbelt, touching her silver dagger. She was glad to see that Dayn had her shield still. She knew it made him uncomfortable, but it was reassuring to her. Slowly they approached the church, the moon lighting their way as it shined off a thin layer of powdery snow. The large, creaky old wooden double doors stood closed, and as they neared Arryn reached out and squeezed Dayn's hand for reassurance, before returning her hand to her sword hilt. The doors slowly yielded to allow them to enter. All of this was making Arryn remember the first time she'd been in this church, and it made her bones ache. She looked around, satisfied to some extent by the lack of signs of the banshees. She could see the bloodstains on the floor, though.

 

[BookWyrm]

As they entered the church Dayn slowly laid his hand on the hilt of his dagger. His first thought was his sword, but the dagger would be quicker in a close fight. If all went to Hel he'd shift, but that also meant having to make sure to kill anyone they came across. When they finally made it to the front Dayn looked around on the floor, noticing the bloodstains. He checked the pulpit and growled quietly. "Its been nailed to the floor."

 

[Dragongal]

This was all too familiar to Arryn. Almost as if on cue the door to the graveyard in the back opened, but nothing entered. There was no way that was the wind. Could it have been? Arryn could feel intense fear starting to creep into her heart. "Dayn, we need to - " She stopped talked as an ear-piercing scream wrent the air. "Dayn! We have to leave!" Too late. The double doors behind Arryn swung open, revealing a small number of male and female banshees, just as a few more glided in through the open door. Arryn was frozen with complete terror, but in the moment she forced herself to convert her fear into anger as she drew her sword. "Cover your - " Too late again, the banshees' voices joined together in their cursed scream; a scream that would send almost any mortal from consciousness. Arryn's vision faded for a brief second and her head swam, giving the banshees that much time to get closer.