Ascending Legends

[BookWyrm]

Dayn's smile broadened as he saw her reaction. "I think I found the winner there." Dayn leaned down and kissed the base of her neck before moving to lay down beside her, his hand cupping her cheek as he sighed contently. "I used to hate winter days. I always found them boring and being inside was so dull. I don't mind them too much now." He thought back over some of those days from his past. "Well, I might miss a good book now and then."

 

[Dragongal]

"I have plenty enough books, but I think you'd find them quite boring." Arryn moved over to lay on top of him before kissing him, then kissing along his jaw and neck. "Especially compared to this."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn closed his eyes and relaxed. There was something enjoyable about just letting go and experiencing something through feeling alone. It took trust for one, which in and of itself was an intimate thing. "I don't think many things can compare to this.", he said as the shudders began. "It would be unfair to try and have a book compete on this level. The detail of experience is just not the same."

 

[Dragongal]

"Very true, love." Arryn kissed his neck as her fingers played over his throat. She took his chin in her hand and turned his head, kissing along his jaw, before sliding her fingers down his throat. After a few moments of that, she rolled off of him. "I'm satisfied."

 

[BookWyrm]

When his heart finally stopped slamming into his ribs Dayn took a deep, shuddering breath and smiled as he sighed. "As am I, for now at least." Dayn rolled over on top of Arryn and smiled playfully. "But now I'm hungry. You want anything?"

 

[Dragongal]

"Anything, well, if you put it that way, I want a house in every city so we don't have to stay in inns. I want a way to get from Riverbend to Rorich in the blink of an eye." Arryn laughed and kissed him slowly. "In honesty, when thinking of my responses, I couldn't think of anything realistic. I don't want anything as long as I have you. I don't want you to have to go through anymore pain, that's a big one, and I don't ever want to leave you. That's all." She smiled and said, "Food does sound a bit nice, though."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn laid his head down against her chest as he listened to her. He couldn't help but smiles as she talked and dreamed. "I don't think anything compares to having you, and always having you beside me." He leaned forward and kissed her neck before continuing, "A house in every city would be nice. I could ask around to see if there were smaller homes available. With us having our own property and house I'd think investing in smaller homes in the cities would be smart. A magical portal or path between Riverbend and Rorich might take some effort, but it would be nice and could open up some trade options." Dayn leaned forward and kissed Arryn on the lips before rolling over and getting out of the bed. He noticed he was moving a lot better now, perhaps more so than the first time even. "Anything special or chef's surprise?"

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn smiled as he took her jest seriously. Well, if it could happen, that would be nice. "Surprise me," she said. She got out of bed and pulled on her clothing while she waited, then had a thought. "I'm going to take a bath before eating, though." After a little while, she was sitting on the bed fully dressed, brushing her wet hair.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had taken some of the vegetables that had been around, along with some of the boar and some ale, and made a stew. While he was cooking Dayn sang in the Southern language. His song told a story about the secrets of fog shrouded mountains and forests of old. The song had always interested him when he was younger, though he never understood it fully until he spent some time in the mountains. After a few nights he understood the song clearly, and had several spooky stories for the next campfire.


By the time the stew was finished he had moved into another song, this one the confessions of love from a knight to his betrothed. It was a somber song, as the knight was far away in war, but it ended with the two being reunited. He walked into the bedroom as he started the last verse, though he found himself rather distracted when he came in to see Arryn on the bed. She was beautiful as ever, and it wasn't that anything changed, its just it never got old. He found his place in the song again as he handed Arryn her bowl, the song finally ending as he sat down and shoved a spoonful of the stew into his mouth.

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn laughed as Dayn sat down next to her. "I guess we both have our preferred singing languages." Arryn tasted the stew, then started to eat ravenously. After a few moments, she recalled the concept of self-control, and slowed down. "This is really good. It's hard to enjoy it when both my mana burn and lycanthropy are making me want to eat it all in seconds." The stew was very good. She leaned slightly on Dayn's shoulder."By the way, how are your wounds feeling?"

 

[BookWyrm]

"Its not that I prefer to sing in the Southern language, it's that I don't know the translation for some of those songs." Dayn laughed as he continued to eat, though he found Arryn's increased appetite slightly humorous. "There is plenty more if you devour that and want it. I've started doubling the portions now that we are both wolves." Dayn smiled when Arryn laid against his shoulder. He turned his bowl up and drank the broth before answering her, "They are much better this time around. Do you need to check them?"

 

[Dragongal]

"I'm going to." Arryn emptied her bowl, then looked at it with disappointment. She got up and went to the kitchen, getting herself another portion before returning to her seat and leaning against Dayn. As she started eating, she paused. "I should have asked if you wanted seconds too... I was just so hungry, the thoughtdidn't occur, I'm sorry."

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn leaned over and kissed Arryn's cheek. "The only problem is that now I have to get up and ruin this lovely moment." Dayn kissed her again before getting a second bowl full and returning, letting Arryn lean against him before he started eating again.

 

[Dragongal]

"Whenever we retire, we should open an Inn or something, and you can cook. Put your amazing skills to good use." Arryn smiled as she leaned against him, eating the stew at a more leisurely pace.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn had never considered retiring. Actually up until he met Arryn, and the subsequent life changing experience of finding true love, he had not had any long term plans. He figured in the end he would die on some errant mission of his, probably at a young enough age to have his name and deeds remembered and mourned because his life had ended so suddenly. Yes, he had longed to die up until the day he realized the love he held for Arryn. It had rekindled his will to live, to fight, and to have purpose once more. "I can't tell if you are seriously considering this option or if you are just trying to get me to cook more."

 

[Dragongal]

"Why not both? It's just an option, love. And we can chronicle our lifetime of adventures together, too. I can see it, an inn on a forest path, between cities, something for traders and adventurers, and if any unsavory types show, well, I'll always be a mage." Arryn laughed as she kissed his cheek. "That's not something to consider for a very long time. Right?"

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn smiled. She could always make him do that, no matter what his mood ways. There had been times when he'd been bad off, but most of the time her enthusiasm for life was infectious. "Yes indeed love. That is a very long way off. I still have many miles and many more songs to go before I finally decided that it is time to turn in my cloak and sword for an apron and an inn."

 

[Dragongal]

Arryn laughed at the thought. "Yes, we have many, many more miles, mo chroi." Arryn helped Dayn clean up from the meal, then sat on the bed. "May I see your wounds, please?"

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn unwrapped his hands as well as his back (much to his surprise), and sat in front of Arryn before holding out his hands. "My hands are yours my love."

 

[Dragongal]

"How sweet." Arryn gently started working the balm over the wounds, taking her time as she did so. Though it wasn't necessary, she used a bit of magic to encourage healing and hopefully lessen the scarring. She moved around to his back and did the same over the plethora of large wounds there. "Your back is definitely healing better this time around." When she was done, she wrapped his hands and torso again and kissed his cheek. "You'll be all healed up soon, mo chroi."

 

[BookWyrm]

"Thanks love." Dayn turned around before laying his hands around her neck and slowly working his thumbs in small, slow circles. "When I am healed up we can finally get out to that mountain riding you were talking about."

 

[Dragongal]

"Mm, that would be nice." Arryn leaned her head against his chest as she worked, feeling her muscles relaxing as she leaned more heavily on him. At one point, she took his hands and pulled him down on the bed, then cuddled up to him.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn relaxed and let Arryn pull him down. Once she was cuddled up he resumed his work. "And then I guess we can have a proper ceremony. Or not, it doesn't really matter to me." He slowly worked down into her shoulders. "Definitely want to go look at that property and start work on our home. Then when everything is right we can start off on the road again."

 

[Dragongal]

"That sounds nice...." Arryn said as she nuzzled up against his neck, getting a bit drowsy from the good food and excellent massaging.

 

[BookWyrm]

Dayn smiled as Arryn nuzzled against him, though it quickly turned into a grimace when he found a muscle knot in Arryn's back. "Wow. That thing is nasty." He focused his work on the knot, gently pressing into it as he worked in small circles. It was proving to be stubborn and difficult to break up the knot. "I wish I had some way to get warmth to that spot." Without conscious effort Dayn suddenly felt his hands warming up as he worked around the knot. The warmth moved down from his fingers and into the muscle, breaking the tissue up as Dayn kneaded his fingers into the muscle. After the knot had broken up Dayn suddenly stopped, realizing that he had effortlessly used pyromancy. "Arryn, did you notice that?"