Hey Minna. Today was a long day and I’m really really tired. I got to talk to my Twin-san so that makes it a good day. I talked to Ryan about the problems with our computer and he said he’d get us some more memory. He also said that maybe I down loaded the wrong type of Direct X 8.1 or that maybe the one I down loaded had something wrong with it and he told me to go to the official site and download it from there. He and a few other people said that I was doing a really good job learning and working the sound system. I feel very happy about that. Other than that, here’s your next EQ story. Enjoy.
MM
13-11-01
Title: A Night to Remember
Author: MSMoon
Warnings: Mild Sexual Content.
Feedback: As long as it's nice ;)
Characters: MMC17, & MC05.
Disclaimers: I do not own EverQuest. I am poor. Suing me wouldn't really profit much. However I do own my own characters from EQ. Kallyn is not mine, she belong to Mizu who has allowed me to use her. I would be somewhat upset if someone used my characters without my permission. So if you want to use them please ask.
E-mail: LadyGundam02@aol.com
Rated: PG-PG-13
Chapter 13
::East Commonlands::
Kallyn sighed as another lioness fell dead. They were getting too easy. The young wood elf looted what she could from the corpse and stood. She was a well-experienced Druid, decked up in leather, with a wooden shield and a Fine Steel Morning star (AN: It's a mace like weapon only it packs more of a wallop.). Her features were beautifully crafted, her skin a nice tan, her hair a reddish-brown, and her eyes a deep forest green.
She would venture into Nektulos Forrest but, she was considered an enemy there. No doubt any dark elf that saw her would kill her on sight. She sighed. She'd heard that Nektulos was home to all manor of un-dead creatures. Of course she knew any dark elf guard would kill her...but if she stayed away from the main road...and swam across the small river there instead of taking the bridge...well that might work. With that thought in mind she headed for town to sell and put her earnings in the bank. Then maybe she'd tangle with some un-dead.
::Nektulos Forrest::
Mdien looked about him for an opponent. He was sitting on a log, resting after killing a Kodiak. But he was 100% better now and wanted some more action. Just ahead of him he saw a skeleton. He smiled. This would be fun. We walked up slowly behind the skeleton to get the element of surprise and them wham!
The skeleton turned and cackled trying to hit Mdien. Mdien took a good hold of his battle-ax and began hitting the skeleton with it. Slowly the skeleton began to weaken. Until finally the skeleton fell into a pile of bones. Mdien bent and gathered what he could from the corpse. 2 silver 1 copper and some bone chips. Just as he started to stand, thunder resound overhead and it began to rain.
What a surprise. Mdien thought sarcastically. It always rained in Nektulos. He sighed and began to wander farther up the road. Just the other day his brother, Aldis had announced he was leaving with Vanlar. What the two of them hoped to accomplish parading around Norrath was beyond him. But that was his brother's decision not his.
Just then, he saw what looked like a wood elf...a wood elf in Nektulos? Maybe it was just an enchanter...who ever it was two zombies were attacking her. The fight wasn't going too well. Mdien himself didn't like wood elves. He wasn't really supposed to. After all his people were using the orcs to take the wood elves home from them. But he really didn't like zombies either. And from the looks of it, the little wood elf had sustained a gash on her side from one of the things.
He sighed and made his decision. Walking up behind one of the zombies he placed his hand on it and used harm touch. The zombie writhed in agony before turning to face him. It cackled and began to swing at him. He'd drained it to half way now though. It was only a matter of time before that thing fell.
Then he noticed the little wood elf. She was fighting hard even though she was in trouble. Before he could take one swing at the zombie she passed out. He had no choice now but to attack the un-dead creature at full force.
It only took a little convincing for the zombie to leave the fallen lady alone and face him. But face him it did. It was wonderful practice really. And if there was anything left of the wood elf lady, he'd have to take care of her. Again the second zombie crumbled. Mdien salvaged what he could from the two un-dead corpses then looked back at the young lady. He happened to have a few bandages on him. And it's not like it would kill him to help her.
He bent down and examined her wound. It was pretty deep...he got his bandages out and began binding he wound. She wasn't dead yet...just unconscious. He finished with her wound and stood, looking around. He could make camp off the road...but she would need shelter from the elements. He had what he needed to make them a tent...but he'd need to get her out of her clothes so she wouldn't catch a fever.
He saw her panting and bent over to feel her forehead. Scratch that. He'd need to take off her clothes so her fever wouldn't go any higher. She already had a mild temperature. The wound she bore probably wouldn't help much. He sighed and picked her up. He carried her deeper into the forest. Then when he was sure they were near a relatively safe spot, he set her down.
He erected the tent making sure it had enough space for both of them. He took off her cap, gorget, facemask, sleeves, shoulder pads, gloves, wrist guards, tunic, cloak, leggings and boots. It wasn't exactly an easy task of peeling all that leather off. He took her morning star and shield and set it behind him. He didn't want an angry wood elf with a morning star on his hands when she woke up.
She was shivering badly though. He took off his cloth cloak and draped it over her...that probably wouldn't be enough. He sighed and lay down, circling his arms around her, drawing her into his warmth. For some odd reason his heart was beating very quickly.
His mind froze...he was being affected by this wood elf...this little wood elf. Sure he sensed she was strong, and he wasn't blind either. She was pleasing to look at...in her own wood elfin way...but that was impossible. The only women he could stomach were dark elf women. They were by far superior to any other elves in the world. So why was he so centered on helping this one little wood elf.
She shivered again and he rubbed a hand up and down her back comfortingly. He didn't know much about nursing, but he knew he had to keep her warm and comfortable. Soon she stopped shivering, and snuggled into his chest more. His breath caught in his throat.
She was a rare one indeed. She could obviously take on a zombie...two no, but one yes. If hadn't used harm touch on the one he faced, and she hadn't worn the one she was fighting down, he wouldn't have wanted to face them at full power. She almost seemed...upset when he started to help her. He could sense it and tell by the look that she gave him. She seemed almost fierce when awake...but now as she lay in his arms...she seemed so innocent...like a sleeping child.
He sighed and drew her tightly to his chest. It would be best if they just slept, he though closing his eyes. Perhaps she'd be well in the morning. Well enough to be on her way. For some odd reason, that didn't sit well with Mdien though.
::The next Day about 11:30ish::
Kallyn's senses were swimming. She was somewhere safe and warm, and she really didn't want to wake up, but the pressure in her head insisted she did. She groggily opened her eyes. At first she thought she was dreaming, because the first thing she say was what looked like a blue chest, with a few scars on it here and there. The picture was kind of fuzzy, but it was obviously a chest. Then she blinked and heard breathing. She shook her head and tried to focus.
"You're awake then?" she heard a male voice say. She looked up into blue/purple eyes. She would've nodded but with the way her head was feeling she didn't think it'd be very wise.
"Yes." She said. Her vision cleared and she finally was able to put the pieces together. She was lying next to a dark elf. He heart rate sped up tremendously. Who was this man? What did he want with her? Why was she sleeping with him? And most importantly...Where in the name of Tunare were her clothes!?
"I was afraid you wouldn't last the night with your fever." He voiced feeling her forehead gingerly. Fever? She'd had a fever? Well, that could explain why her clothes were gone...kinda. And why he felt she had to sleep so near him. The body warmth would help her. But...but still!
"I'm fine." She said almost roughly. His face changed before her. It went from nutrally concerned to, cynically amused.
"Then, might I ask which way you intend to go?" he asked.
"Back to the East Commonlands." She said.
"Very good. Wouldn't want another zombie to wring that pretty little neck of yours." He grinned. Her beautiful features hardened.
"What right do you have to speak of me in such a way!?" she said angrily trying to get up, until she felt a sharp pang in her side. The sensation traveled through her side and up her back till she flopped back down.
"Eh...suppose you forgot about that, hm?" he asked slowly.
"Why do you taunt me so?" she asked eyes closed.
"It's how I get my kicks sweetheart. I just sit and wait for beautiful wood elfin women to pass with a train of zombies behind them." He grinned. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Did you say beautiful?" she asked a little shocked. Many friends and would-be suitors told her that she was beautiful, but she never expected to hear it from a dark elf. His face went from cynical confidence to cluelessly shocked.
"Well, I may be a dark elf but I'm not blind." He said looking at the tent flap like it was the most interesting thing he'd ever seen. She smiled and would have chuckled, but she thought better of it because of the wound on her side.
"Truce?" she asked extending a hand to him. He eyed it and then her warily, then he slowly took her hand eyes never leaving hers.
"Truce...Do you know your way through this Forrest?" he asked nonchalantly. She blinked at the switch in gear.
"Well, I know about where to go, but I've never been here before." He nodded.
"I'll make you a deal..." she blinked at him only offering a curious but wary stair. "That's not what I want...well...not just that." He grinned. "I'll take you wherever it is you're aiming to go..."
"If?"
"If...you spare me from that sharp tongue I'm sure you have...and don't spread it around that I helped you." She paused, thinking.
"I suppose that sounds reasonable." She said slowly.
"Then as soon as you're healed...we'll start our journey." He said.
"I'm fine." She said.
"Maybe, but if you push yourself you might get another fever...or do you just like spending the night in my arms?" she blushed furiously. "Then it's agreed. We'll stay here till your wound is healed. I'll go into town if we need any supplies." Kallyn sighed. "By the way, what is your name?"
"Kallyn." Kallyn said with a smile.
"I'm Mdien. Nice to meet you...Kally." she pouted.
"You're not allowed to call me that."
"Says who?"
"Says me."
"Make me."
"...This is gonna be a long trip." She said blowing air up to ruffle her bangs.
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