Alone in Elven Woods (Open)

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OOC:Open thread, just post stats and a lil background and then come into the story. Races can be either Human or Elven, others may come into play later. It'd be nice to have about 2 'Males' surprise Cailyn at the lake

Name: Cailyn Silvermoon
Age: 217 (20 in Human years)
Race: Elf
Height:5'5
Hair: Light Blue
Eyes: Violet
Skin: Tan
Cup size: 34DD

Story:
Cailyn is an Elven Priestess who happens to take long walks in the woods near her home to get away from the pressures of her life. Her face is very fair, and her skin contains no blemishes and is silky smooth. Her hair hangs down just past her back and she sometimes keeps it up in a ponytail. Unlike most of the other Elves in her village, Cailyn has a more developed body, and that's one of the reasons she gets out a lot. But today she was taking a walk by the waterfalls and she decided to go for a swim. Standing next to a tree she removed the tunic she usually wears and removes her under clothing. Her breasts hang firm but soft as she cups them before diving into the water. The warm water rushes around her body and she smiles as she dives deeper into the lake.
 
Hunter

OOC: Human, Male, mid-thirties, Huntsman. Known only as Hunter in his village, even he barely recalls his given name James. Height 6’2” tanned and muscled from his life outdoors; sandy hair and dark eyes. Many years of forest hunting has taught him to move stealthily through the woods. He has heard many tales of the elves of the wood; however he has never encountered one and considers the stories tall tales.

IC: Hunter has been out three days and so far has had little luck finding game. The couple of small animals he has managed to kill were barely enough to feed him. Feeling somewhat discouraged as well as being tired and dirty he decides to head over to the falls for a shower. The cooling tranquil waters of the forest lake always revive his spirits. Upon arriving at the lake, Hunter drops his pack and weapons and begins to shed his animal-skin clothing. He pauses when he hears a sound on the opposite shore. He quickly takes up his bow hoping he has happened onto some game.

Crouching behind a bush, half-naked, Hunter scans the far shore for signs of movement. Instead of the hoped for deer or elk he spies a young woman. To Hunter’s amazement she begins to disrobe. He knows that he should turn away but something compels him to watch her. He realizes she is unlike any woman he has ever seen before. Her long blue hair shimmers in the sunlight. He wonders what strange village she comes from where the custom is to die the hair blue. Then when she turns to enter the lake he sees her large succulent breasts. He has never seen such a sight before. Though he is popular with the ladies of his village, none he has ever been with have had such large desirable orbs. As she dives he realizes this creature is no woman. The tales are true; he has found a real live elfin female. The water shimmers where she dove in but there is no sign of her. Perhaps it was only a dream after all he decides and continues disrobing. Yes, the cool waters will clear his head of foolish visions.
 
OOC: Interesting enough sounding thread. I would very much like to partake if you've no objections.

Wolfe Garriston

Age: 37
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190 lbs.
Hair: Salt and Pepper
Eyes: Steel grey
Skin: Deeply tanned from years of exposure to the outdoors.
Race: Human
Occupation: Ranger
Build: Athletic, thick muscled torso, not unused to manual labor. Has a very pronounced limp in his walk.

Temperment: Wolfe is one of a chosen few humans who has devoted his life to mediation between the humans and the elves. The humans of course, wanting to log ever more of the forest for lumber to build their dwellings, and the elves ever in conflict with this desire. He is not well known in the forest except by leaders of both communities, as he shuns crowds and does not deal with fame well, choosing to leave a quiet and private life.

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The nature goddess had blessed him that day it seemed.....the windfallen tree he had stumbled upon in his normal perimeter check had stirred a brief moment of sadness within him.....disappearing almost as quickly as it came when his axe bit heavily into the already dying wood. Winter would come soon enough....and he'd be a fool to waste this.....

Hours later....thoroughly exhausted and nowhere nearer to fully completing the task, Wolfe finally gave in for the day. His breath came ragged, expelled in great huffs as his lungs strained to bring in more air.

"I'm getting too old for this....."

Not really expecting anyone to hear him, the ranger slowly began piling the wood he had managed to forage. Knowing that it wouldn't go anywhere, he leaned the haft of the axe against the small pile, his eyes running almost lovingly across his surroundings even as a roughly calloused hand lifted to wipe the sweat from his brow.....

Nodding silently, almost as an afterthought, he began picking his way through the thorny foliage that was so common in this part of the woods. Indeed, the inhospitability of the surrounding plants had made it the perfect place for his cabin, not many wanting to endure their annoying and sometimes bloody attacks for long.

Knowing of his destination, he travelled for long minutes, callously brushing the foliage aside with his roughened hands. Coming to a clearing, he emerged from the brush quietly, not noticing anyone around just yet as he let his eyes drift across the serenity of the small forest lake.....

Fed by a beautiful waterfall, it had never ceased to amaze the old ranger how the water could become so calm by the time it reached him on the lake's shores....after its violent descent from above.

It was then that his eyes widened, as the surface of the lake burst upward in a spray.....a beautiful nymph like creature exploding outward from its calm surface. He could feel his jaw drop as he stared for a moment, drinking in the sight of the firm curves this feminine creature presented to him unknowingly....water running down her sleek form in rivulets, accentuating every soft angle of her sexy form in the most erotic way possible.....

Almost immediately, Wolfe could feel the effect this vision's presence was having on his body, all fatigue disappearing in a heated rush even as he continued to stare. The water had to have been cold, as her nipples stood in rapt attention outward from her body.....

Why had he come here again? Oh yeah, to take a bath of his own!

He dared not to now.....dared not to move lest he attract the attention of this beautiful vision.....and the alarm he'd surely cause her.....
 
Cailyn dove down deep into the bottom of the water and staying down there for a while, (since Elves can hold their breath longer than Humans) and just thought and thought. She was just thinking about life in general when she felt a shiver course through her body. Maybe someone had disturbed the water. What if she wasn't alone? She immediately swam upward to the surface and in a small splash was emerging from the lake. Moving to a rock near an overhang of land she glanced around the surrounding area. Her hair was, of course, wet and fell on her shoulders and back. I once again shivered as cold water ran down my body and between my breasts and legs and my nipples hardened ever so slightly. But I didn't see anyone. I supposed I was imaging things, so I stood up on the rock and facing the woods dove backwards into the water again, hardly making a splash at all before finally coming out and going towards my clothes.
 
Hunter

As I waded into the waters, I looked about hoping I had not been hallucinating and the elfin beauty I had spied on the far shore would reappear. But alas, it seemed I was alone in the cool crystal lake. Hearing a small disturbance in the calm waters I renewed my search but again there was nothing. I was sure it had only been a mountain trout jumping for an insect. Saddened I sunk under the waters of the lake and instantly was lost in the foreign world that lay below the surface. Again my mind seemed to be playing tricks on me. I shimmer of blue passed below appearing to be the flowing hair of a mermaid. I feared that I was loosing my mind and quickly rose to the surface.

As I stood submerged to my neck in the lake I spied her again as she emerged from the lake. She walked calmly toward the shore her long wet hair clinging to the back of her vivacious body. This was no dream; only mere yards away from me was the most tantalizing creature I had ever seen. Being so close to such an alluring being had an immediate physical effect on me. I could not bear to let her escape. Almost involuntarily I dove forward and swam rapidly in her direction.
 
So enrapt in the vision of beauty was he, that Wolfe almost failed to take notice of another in the lake.....

Were they lovers? An illicit tryst between elf and human?

Shaking his head slightly, he noted that the human that had emerged had not taken the time to remove his clothing, unlike the serene elven temptress he had spotted before. Even as he watched, the man seemed to dive after her, his lithe body cutting the water cleanly and almost without sound.

It occured to him then that perhaps he should not be watching this, in case he was wrong. Yet for some reason, Wolfe could not tear his eyes away....especially when the bosomy beauty promptly turned around and began walking towards his general direction.

As more and more of her was revealed, each delicious inch of honeyed skin slipping the the concealing glare of sunlit water, the ranger felt his breath quicken. The near perfect breasts she had unknowingly presented to him earlier, rose above a flat, toned belly.....sliding ever downward to a slender waist before tapering down to firm, shapely looking thighs.....

Wolfe struggled to stifle a moan....stepping backward into the concealing brush before she noticed him staring....his gaze growing ever so lustful. Almost subconciously his hand moved downward to brush the bulge of hardened flesh pressing feverishly against his breeches.....craving stimulation like nothing else.....

For just a moment....he dreamt of having her.....right now.....savaging her soft flesh with his own.....making her his.....

But such a tryst....especially in its forced nature would be sure to draw the ire of the elven people.....

Did he dare?
 
I was walking down in the shallow end of the lake, stepping over some rather large rocks as I worked my way back to my clothes. I had been out long enough and my mind was clearer than before. I was particularly stressed before over a ceremony I had to perform in about a week. Basically it was time for me to get a new set of robes from the High Priestess and I had to go through this whole cleansing and purity ordeal. But I started walking back My hair was still rather wet from the swim and water trickled down my body. I had gotten to where my clothes were and had just started putting on my tunic when I sensed I wasn’t as alone as I had hoped to be. I glanced off in different directions but didn’t notice anything. I was still rather cautious though and reaching into my bag that I carry with me withdrew a long white wooden carved knife. It’s tip gleamed in the reflection of the water as my eyes gazed off towards the lake and towards the woods.
 
Hunter

When I reached the shore where my alluring prey had left the lake, my huntsman’s nature took over and I hid behind some rocks and bushes. I watched as she began to dress. I was anxious to take some action as I knew soon she would depart and my chance to know this beautiful creature would be lost. She began looking around as if searching for some unknown thing. I could see a look of concern in her eyes. Oh what eyes! I was now close enough to see the amazing violet of her eyes. I felt almost hypnotized by her eyes. I was becoming ever more drawn to her.

She reached into her bag and withdrew a gleaming object. I had heard the elves possessed many magical trinkets. I wondered if perhaps she was preparing to perform some special ritual. My heart pounded within my chest. My breathing turned to panting. I felt more alive than I had in recent memory. I shifted my weight and felt my engorged manhood brush against a rough stone. My excited and aroused state led me to the only conclusion I could arrive at; I had to have her. Ignoring all cautions and forgetting my nakedness, I stood, exposing myself and my aroused state to all who may be about. I still did not know what I would do next. Being fleet of foot I believed I could certainly catch her, but I did not want to force myself on this beauty. I wanted her to want me as I wanted her.
 
I had just started putting on my clothes when I heard splashes coming from the water. Instinctivly I had drawn my dagger from my bag and in my haste I had dropped my tunic again. Searching the area I didn't see anything, but I kept my dagger close by my waist. I was breathing a little heavier from the sudden alertness so my breasts were rising with the rest of my body. I had just started to turn around again when I found what my eyes had been searching for. Not far away from where I was standing behind some rocks and bushes was standing a fairly tall human. He had a gleam in his eyes that frightened me and I raised my dagger again and pointed it at him. I reached down, keeping my eyes on him and grabbed my cloak and covered the front of my body with it. I realized not long after that he himself was naked. My face contorted with a sense of confusement, fear, anger, amusement, and a quizicle look all at the same time. But I kept my dagger up nonetheless and uttered a few choice words in Elvish that I'm sure he could guess the meaning of.
 
Hunter

I must have startled her as she dropped her tunic and took an alert hunter’s posture as she scanned the area. She turned toward me and I was again treated to a full view of her alluring physique. Her breathing indicated that she was clearly alarmed. Her chest was heaving causing her supple breasts to fall and rise, creating a show that was enrapturing. I wanted to run to her and lavish her clearly erect nipples with my lips and tongue. It was at that moment that I saw the object she had retrieved from her bag was a rather ominous looking dagger. I was frozen in place, even though I knew I should flee and leave my beautiful prey to her privacy. As she managed to hide her nakedness from me a queer look came over her face. I truly could not tell if she was going to laugh or cry or exhibit some unknown elfin behavior. However, as she still held the dagger in a menacing manor, I was in no position to inquire of her intentions. Then she screamed some strange words at me. Though I had never heard that particular tongue it was rather clear she was threatening me.

At that moment two things occurred to me. The first was that I was standing in the woods naked with my manhood erect and the second was the absurdity of this smallish female elf attempting to frighten me off. I had always been taught to behave properly and it certainly was not proper for a gentleman to expose himself to an unknown lady as I was doing at that moment. As for the beautiful elf having any chance of being scary, that caused me great amusement. I dropped my hands in an almost futile attempt to cover myself as I involuntarily broke into a deep belly laugh. Feeling I had to do something to convince this amazing female to allow me to approach her I called out to her in the least intimidating voice I could.

“Please, dear lady, do accept my most humble apologies. I did not know I was not alone when I decided to bathe here. I mean you no harm! But I do wish to meet you as you are the most beautiful female I have ever encountered. Perhaps you would allow me to retrieve my clothing and pack and then share my supper with me? It is meager but quite nutritious I assure you,” I said almost pleading; having no idea if she even understood my language.

Thankfully, by this point me erection had diminished and I was able to awkwardly keep myself covered as I awaited her next move.
 
The strange man looked at me in a puzzled way and then broke into a deep laugh that just made me open my mouth slightly and lower the dagger as I was utterly confused. Here is some stranger standing completely naked at me and laughing.

I raised my dagger again in a threatening manner. Perhaps he wasn't taking me seriously. But he put up his hands in a manner that seemed to show he didn't mean much harm. I have met many dangerous Elves, (Yes, there are rotten ones in Elven folklore. Take Eöl for example in The Silmarillion) in my lifetime and he seemed to be going about in a way that didn't seem threatening. Then again he wasn't Elven.

“Please, dear lady, do accept my most humble apologies. I did not know I was not alone when I decided to bathe here. I mean you no harm! But I do wish to meet you as you are the most beautiful female I have ever encountered. Perhaps you would allow me to retrieve my clothing and pack and then share my supper with me? It is meager but quite nutritious I assure you,”

I heard him say things but words just didn't connect. Perhaps it was a new form of Elvish that even the ancestors don't know. I stood up on my toes and leaned over slightly and looked at his ears. Nope, not long nor pointy. Not Elven at all. Plus he was roughly kempt. I was a wee bit curious at this point. Quickly and with caution and curiousity I examined him over and over. He stood fairly tall, and was really muscular. I poked at his sides and when he glanced over I was on the other side. I scratched at his hair and it needed a good washing. Once again I realized I was alone and needed to get back. It was getting late at any rate.
 
Wolfe Garriston

The ranger watched in silence as events played out before him, even as he used his considerable amount of woodlore to conceal himself as best as he could. He could have almost sworn that the elf had seen him.....though perhaps he had been wrong.

Wolfe waited in stony silence as the priestess traipsed casually back to her robes, not noticing the figure in pursuit just yet....but that was just a matter of time.

Sure enough, even as she reached her discarded garments, the sensual beauty of nature spun, a dagger appearing almost out of nowhere, grasped firmly in her dainty hand and levelled at her pursuer with an icy stare.

Truth be told, he wasn't surprised when the other man failed to understand what was being said just then in the clearing.....though he did give him credit for at least attempting to apologize....that was something Wolfe was unsure if he'd have done.

“Please, dear lady, do accept my most humble apologies. I did not know I was not alone when I decided to bathe here. I mean you no harm! But I do wish to meet you as you are the most beautiful female I have ever encountered. Perhaps you would allow me to retrieve my clothing and pack and then share my supper with me? It is meager but quite nutritious I assure you,”

Parting the brush around him with the barest of whispers at his passing, he slowly repeated the man's words.....smoothly translating into Elvish, as he had done for many a year when the leaders of elf and men met to discuss matters of importance.

He tried to remain calm as she spun toward the unexpected surprise, doing his best to keep a smile on his face even as his eyes couldn't help but roam a little over her deliciously tanned skin. His hunger must have shown in his face, her part of the conversation became just a little more tense.

As he finished, Wolfe sketched a slight bow before the nude priestess, his eyes finally rising back upwards, albeit slowly....to meet with hers once more. Taking care to repeat himself in Common, so the other man could follow, a soft chuckle slipped past him as he moved to speak once more.

"I'm not used to seeing to many here, when I decide it is time to bathe after a hard days work. Though I confess that your company serves to break the tedium of my life easily enough."

Keeping his soft smile pasted awkwardly on his face, he willingly spread his hands outward, palms up in the universal gesture that he carried no weapon. He had frightened her enough for now to be sure.....and the gods only knew how the other human would react to his sudden emergence. He could only hope that they would favor him with a positive reaction.

Bowing to them both this time, the aging ranger took a brief moment to make eye contact first with the human....and then with the priestess. As he spoke, he continued to take care to translate for the elven goddess that stood so teasingly near him now....

"My name is Wolfe. I live near here, and mean you no harm.....though I do find myself confused somewhat as to what brings you so far from your people?"

Glancing once more at her......amorous pursuer? The ranger cleared his throat, awkwardly avoiding the man's nakedness.

"If I'm intruding upon something...."
 
OOC: Great thread. Hope you dont mind me joining in.

Name: Lorin Bayshadow
Age: 204 nymph years (19 in human years)
Race: Nymph
Height: 5'6
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Skin: Tan
Cup size: 34B

Background:
Lori is a Nymph under self-exile, preferring the peaceful, secluded life amongst the wilderness than the frivolity of group life in the distant meadows. She is often found sunning herself on the waterside rocks or diving in the pools, always sans clothing, and she will not hesitate to provide you with a good show if you catch her in a good mood. She enjoys the company of elves, sprites and other mystical creatures alike, although she is not all too familiar with humans.

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IC: It had been some time since Lori had stumbled across visitors to her serene home, and it was her natural curiosity that had brought her out of her poolside dwelling to investigate. Her hands and feet gripping expertly to the slippery rocks and stones, she climbed higher on the rock-face up to her favourite precipice where she crouched, looking down on the scene below her with something akin to fascination.

Cailyn, an Elven Priestess from the nearby colony (which wasn't entirely too 'nearby' to be perfectly honest, but she understood Cailyn's reasons for wanting space), had come to bathe as she so often did. Lori liked the Elf and was pleased to see her although she was more surprised to see two Humans - males, no less - also at the poolside. She had never seen one of the Humans before, although she was familiar with the older, leaner one who often bathed here. 'Ranger', he had called himself when she had first met him, or so she had understood at the time, but not being too accustomed to Humans she had let him be without so much as a word.

She so desperately wanted to go and greet Cailyn, however the scene which was being played out before her could prove to become very interesting given time. Unmistakeably there was some tension in the air and she smirked at the obvious attraction of the two males which was displayed towards Cailyn - being a Nymph it was quite obvious to her both of them would enjoy clinging to her in the throes of affection. She squeaked loudly in amusement, clasping her hand over her mouth and pressing herself into the rock wall so as to stay out of view.
 
Standing next to her clothes she carefully watches as the strange person pleaded with her to stay. She was soon alerted to the presence of another man. Her eyes widened with a bit of panic this time She noticed too that he was like the other man but different in other appearances. His eyes glared over her body like the other man did and she was worried. But he spoke Elvish… whether or not he was speaking for himself or for the other person she didn’t know.

To her surprise he bowed a bit, and slowly rose back up to eye level. She just stood there in awe now, her dagger slowly lowered towards her hip as he once again talked in Elvish and then in the strange language she heard before:

"I'm not used to seeing to many here, when I decide it is time to bathe after a hard days work. Though I confess that your company serves to break the tedium of my life easily enough."


After he was done talking he put his hands out like the other man did earlier as a sign of peace she took it. But it did not make her any easier with these strange men surrounding her. Why did he feel he needed her company? She was perfectly fine on her own. He glanced over her again and over at the human. Perhaps they knew each other. Her own thoughts were disrupted as the second man spoke again:

"My name is Wolfe. I live near here, and mean you no harm.....though I do find myself confused somewhat as to what brings you so far from your people?"

I snapped out of a dumbness sort of daze in which my eyes just blankly stared at him and quietly said:

“I come here to relax. I always come here to relax. I usually meet one of my friends here but she is not to be seen. What do you want of me and who is he?” I said in Elvish glancing over at the man.
 
Hunter

She seemed to be giving me a sort of exam and her expression did not make it seem the exam was at all favorable. In fact I was sure she was going to take her leave of me without a word. Then another man appeared and began speaking in a strange tongue similar to my ear to what the beautiful elf had spoken. At first she seemed to be as wary of this new member of our party as she was of me. But after he said his peace she relaxed and lowered her weapon. The man alternated between the strange tongue I could not understand and talk close enough to my own that I understood his meaning. I supposed he was attempting to help by translating. While I was happy for any help he could provide, his presence made me ever more uncomfortable with my nakedness.

"Please, good sir, explain to her I am not making a move to attack. But decency dictates that I must retrive my clothing. I wish for you to help me speak with this stunning creature, please once I am properly clothed. You of course are welcome to share my supper also," I said as I moved toward my garments and pack.
 
“I come here to relax. I always come here to relax. I usually meet one of my friends here but she is not to be seen. What do you want of me and who is he?”

"Please, good sir, explain to her I am not making a move to attack. But decency dictates that I must retrive my clothing. I wish for you to help me speak with this stunning creature, please once I am properly clothed. You of course are welcome to share my supper also,"

For a moment, the ranger was taken aback as he seemed bombarded from both sides, each struggling to get their message through to the other.

Meeting the priestess' worried glare with a level one of his own, Wolfe frowned softly even as he answered her question in her own tongue.

"I've never met this man before, nor do I know him. As for what I want from you...."

His eyes had been wandering again, imagining the soft curves he had seen before. Was it true that even priestesses were required to remain pure for their woodland dieties? If so, she would hardly have anything to do with him, for to do so would be to court her diety's displeasure and possibly even lose favor with him or her.

As his sentance trailed off, Wolfe forced his gaze back to meet hers, glancing briefly at the other naked human....noting the elf maiden's increasing sense of nervousness as her eyes tracked his every movement.

"I merely wish you to be safe while in my corner of the woods. Should anything....unpleasant....happen to you, the elven council would no doubt spend a great deal of time interrogating me. Frankly, I've better things to do with my time."

A quirky half smile teased its way across his ragged, weather beaten face.

"And this gentleman here claims that he's simply going for his clothes, if you don't mind.....for discretion of course. Though I'm sure he's not minding the fact that you're in no rush to your own."

There it was. Bold, brash, and to the point. In fact, Wolfe almost couldn't believe he said that, noting an almost immediate soft flush of color darken the sylph-like woman's skin, making her already exotic features appear even sexier and more appealing to him.....
 
I noticed the newcomer was struggling to try and relay both messages to myself and the man who seemed to start walking away. It put my mind a bit at ease, knowing he wasn't going to approach me. But nonetheless my eyes contained a worried glance, not knowing what was going to happen.

"I've never met this man before, nor do I know him. As for what I want from you...."
His eyes had slowly and almost in a transe-like state wandered down my body. My head tilted downward and my eyes watched his gaze as his head drooped slightly. What as he looking at? He seems lost. His gaze was soon broken however, probably from a splash of water or something. He continued:

"I merely wish you to be safe while in my corner of the woods. Should anything....unpleasant....happen to you, the elven council would no doubt spend a great deal of time interrogating me. Frankly, I've better things to do with my time."

As he said that I nodded very slightly, knowing that what he said was fairly true, and a quirky smile spread across his face. He continued shortly after:

"And this gentleman here claims that he's simply going for his clothes, if you don't mind.....for discretion of course. Though I'm sure he's not minding the fact that you're in no rush to your own."

Huh? Gah! I was still naked! My eyes widened as I scrambled for an article of clothing that would cover myself. I didn't have time to properly dress myself so I knelt down and grabbed my cloak I was wearing earlier and wrapped it around me before standing back up, my face flushed red with embarassment.

"Forgive me for my exposure. I was just lost in confusion. You are all strange to me and I am not accustomed to company while I am away from home. Please forgive me." And then I bowed slightly, by this time the other man had arrived again with his shirt slung over his shoulder and his leather pants put back on.
 
Hunter

Without waiting for his reply, I quickly made my way to my belongings while keeping an eye on my two companions. Not even bothering with undergarments, I jumped into my buckskin britches and threw my shirt over my shoulder. I figured as long as my manhood was covered my exposed chest would not be an issue. I grabbed my pack, but decided it was better to leave my hunting weapons concealed in the bushes.

As I made my way back to the small clearing, I saw the elf maiden grab a cloak to cover herself. She was clearly embarrassed upon realizing she had been conversing with the stranger while naked. Her cheeks had an almost crimson glow radiating from them as I stepped into the open. This time I moved slowly toward her with my arms outstretched and empty in what I assumed she would understand to mean that I meant her no harm. Even woodland creatures seemed to recognize that gesture. My heart beat quicken with each tentative step I took toward the forest beauty.

“Please dear lady, let me come and sit with you and share my meal,” I said softly,

Knowing she had no idea what my words meant, I had only my tone of voice to convey my meaning to her. I wanted this female and I meant to find a way to convince her of my sincerity of purpose. Perhaps if the other man was not there my baser side might have taken over and I would merely have forced myself upon the ravishing creature. Although deep down that is not how I wanted things to go; I actually had thoughts of wooing the violet eyed temptress.
 
“Please dear lady, let me come and sit with you and share my meal,”

Though the words had been meant to be soothing....upon realizing her current state of undress, the luscious elven beauty before him spun towards its source. Not really waiting for askance.....Wolfe kindly and slowly translated the words to her, as they were meant to be spoken.

Despite his apparent kindness, not even his considerable amount of mental control had been able to keep the softest of grins from forming on his face as Cailyn rushed to cover herself. A shame that was.....as his stunning view came to an abrupt halt.....to be replaced by the rather cute look of the blonde elf blushing fiercely through her deeply tanned skin. It had been awhile since one so graceful and downright lovely had frequented his small portion of the woods.

He intended to fully enjoy this moment.....for as long as she allowed it.
 
Sorry haven't responded. Home with the parents so haven't had access to PC in a while. I'll update in a bit.
 
She soon heard the strange words again, and the first man had walked back with his shirt on his shoulders. My head glanced over at him, and I noticed he had a cautioned but hearty look on his face so I didn't think much on it. The other man who had stayed with me translated the words.

“Please dear lady, let me come and sit with you and share my meal,”

I stared blankly and then laughed as my stomach began to growl. I was rather hungry I had to admit. I asked the second man to translate this:

"Although I am hungry and I appreciate the offer I must get home. I should eat my dinner there. But I am afraid neither of you can come with me. My village doesn't take too kindly to strangers."
 
Hunter

"Please, wait my lady! I am sure it is a long journey from what this man says. Have a small portion for sustanance and the allow us to accompany you part way for er..um protection. There are many unsavory men about in the wood at this time of year," I blurted out somewhere between a desparate plea and a soothing protective order.

I waited with my heart almost leaping from my chest, barely able to catch a breath from the anticipation and excitement. As she did not make a move away from me, I slowly crept closer.
 
She looked towards the woods and did realize it was quite the distance back and by the time she would arrive it would be rather late, at least too late for something to eat. She quickly turned her head towards the man who did the translating, as it seemed, and asked that he convey her message:

“I suppose that you are both right and seeing as how it is a long way towards my village I think some food would be gladly received.” She paused when her stomach growled again and her eyes lit up as she smiled.
“My stomach is yelling at me” But her moment of laughter also paused when the man approached her. Instinctively she stepped back a step. His eyes held a very dim glimmer…
 
Hunter

Her smile and sparkling eyes told me she was going to accept my offer. However, as I came nearer she once again recoiled. I gave her my most sincere smile and sat upon the ground. Without another comment I spread the supper out and beckoned her to join me. The other man had still not moved toward us and I did not know if he intended to come over or not. I half hoped he would just depart and leave me alone with the captivating elfin female. Although no doubt communication would be easier with him to translate, my intentions were romantic and he would not be any help in that pursuit. I was sure if she would only give me the chance I could find a way to express my desires to my beautiful companion. Desires that were causing my heart to beat too quickly and my hands to tremble with excitement even as I sought to convince the elfin beauty that I was no threat to her.
 
Wolfe patiently continued to translate between both human and priestess, actually taking a small measure from the exchange. It had seemed to him like perhaps he had not been the only one instantly infatuated with the blonde elf's sleek body, the other man frequently engaged in silent struggles to keep his staring overt and subtle. If Wolfe had not been watching for just such a thing, he might have missed it.

The ranger grinned suddenly, correcting himself with no small touch of irony. Looking for it? He had stumbled upon it, worried that the stranger would be searching HIS face for such a thing. It was no secret that he held feelings for this beautiful priestess, most of which were hardly pure and chaste.

Sighing aloud, knowing full well that such an action would draw attention to himself, thick fingers reached for the stained linen of his shirt. Buttons silently came undone as he took a step forward between the pair. Modesty was hardly a virtue of his, having lived in solitude for so long. His own words broke the silence he had created, even as he began slipping the thin fabric over his well muscled shoulders to pool on the ground behind him.

"Seeing as you've both had your baths......and bathing is indeed what I came here to do.....I'll just leave you both to your lunch and carry about my business, aye?"

Stooping to take off his boots, the ranger made a great show of unsheathing the hidden blade he kept there, tossing it away to land with a fluff on top of his shirt. Far enough away from it for the knife to be any use to him now, moments later and Wolfe finished undressing.

Padding on bare feet to the cold water he knew awaited him, the older man was characteristicly unconcerned about the eyes watching him. His physique was good for his age, his constant workload guaranteed that. Only the slight limp that always plagued him now, gave any hint to the fact that he might not be as formidable of a man as he once was.

Wading out into the pond, he disappeared quickly beneath its surface....thick fingers going immediately to his hair, riffling through its stringy mass before rocketing upward once more to break the surface of the water. Tiny rivulets of silver streaked his bronze skin, as if to accentuate every cord of muscle he'd spent his life creating.

For a moment, he caught the eyes of the priestess, not really being able to resist turning to glance over his shoulder. A soft smile broke out on his face, just as suddenly as yet another image of when he had been the spectator. Not that she needed to know about any of that.

He could only hope that she had as favorable impression of him as he had gotten of her.....
 
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