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Keldril Kil'ana · Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 1:36 am Post subject: Turmoil

Keldril stormed into the topmost room of his small keep in a rage of emotions. After throwing his robe, gauntlets and helm onto the floor he began pacing the room, searching for answers.

"What is the matter with me?" he groaned to the empty room. "I am a warrior, a killer. I know no emotion outside hatred and rage!" he yelled as his fist left a smear of blood upon the stone wall.

Then he closed his eyes and the smell of her hair returned. He could almost feel the tingle of her lips pressing against his, the warmth of her body as he held her close. He felt again the pain of leaving her.

Keldril shook his head as he gathered up his equipment. Suddenly a wicked grin manifested itself upon his face. "A bloody assault on one of the local farms should help clear my head." he growled to himself, trying to regain his warrior's edge.

He chuckled and wondered out loud, "What have you done to me my dear Lady Ishtar? What magic is this that has my heart beating for the time when next we meet?"

Ishtar · Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 5:43 pm Post subject:

She sat at the tavern staring at the elvish bottle of wine. He left her so abruptly it hurt. Closing her eyes she could still feel the featherlike touch of his lips from his kiss.

So long she kept her distance and so long she hid herself among her tomes and books. This stranger she met upon the road changed all that in an instant.

She took another drink from the bottle finishing it off and let it shatter on the floor and then opened another. All she could hope for is that it would numb the pain of him not being there. She placed her head on the table and a tear welled up, the pain just wouldn't stop.

Her thoughts drifted agian as she brought her fingers to her lips where she could still feel his. "Is this a dream, is it real...? she thought to herself as she drifted off into a haunted sleep her head still upon the table at the tavern.