Immortal Love

[Asa]

She remained close listening and glancing at the woman who talked to them through long hair and hidden face. This woman showed no signs of fear or abuse... strange. She was still fearful of things and wondering if she had just given up one prison for another... NO he had to be different... he had to be. She listened as the woman rattled off a few places to him that might want people to work there saying to some of them

Ya'll jus ave ta know ow ta andle the rougher boys or learn who there da's are

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He smiled and nodded,

"Thank you ma'am, I'm sure that we will be able to handle the rougher boys."

He knew of one place that she had mentioned, there was quite a few of them in England. King's Garrisons. Not real garrison's, more like a gathering place for soldiers. He stopped and leaned against one of the wooden walls, then he looked at Samira.

"Do you want to chance it? We can make good money once I have rebuilt myself a guitar. With your dancing I'm sure we can make some coin."

 

[Asa]

Samira looked to him biting her lip.

Dancing is all I know beyond the expected actions that dancing has caused before... Here I do not know what to think nor what to expect here.

You hold no need for any of what I know or am used to so that will leave me to others whims... really it sounds no different than Salims at least with all I know of dancing in such places. So simply pick one for us to call home.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He chuckled and pushed himself away from the wall,

"Cheer up Desert Rose, I will first guide you how to survive this life, it will take long and then when you need me no more we can talk again."

He frowned,

"But for now, let's try and entertain the King's soldiers and guests, I have a feeling that soon things will change and when that change comes we must move."

He walked up to one of the log buildings and knocked, the door opened to reveal a rowdy bunch inside. Deacon stated their needs and desires, after a fair amount of haggling they were let in. Unfortunately the only room available to them both was a small affair, Deacon just chuckled and sat down in the wooden chair.

"Well my dear Rose, now is the hour and the time. I will spin the music, but you..."

he shook his head,

"You will have to sleep with no man unless you truly desire to have him. That is the first rule, if a man tries to force himself on you..."

he patted his sword, the meaning of his words clear enough.

 

[Asa]

Why do you call me that?

SHe listened to him but the new name was puzzling to her. Noticing his answer to if someone tried to claim her... she smiled slightly nodding her understanding and sighed. closing her eyes for a moment to try to process it all in some little way for now.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

"You do not know the Desert Rose? The little plant that looks dead, but when it receives a few drops of water it blooms with the prettiest flower you can imagine. You are like that, you are now seemingly dead, but pretty soon you will bloom and amaze the known world."

He got up and stripped off his clothing, he knew that he didn't have something she hadn't seen before, so he did not worry. Pulling on new clothing he pulled out the harp and testing its sound. Somehow it survived their trials, this brought a smile to his face as he caressed the strings.

 

[Asa]

She bit her lip slightly at his words and seemed to smile and calm more hearing the harp still play.

Thank you then...

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

"You are welcome,"

He continued to play, the rhythm and sound increasing, but he frowned, although the harp was great, it was not a guitar. He suddenly stopped and got to his feet, placing the harp back into its pouch.

"Time to see if I can find any proper wood. You are free to do as you please, but be very careful, these people are soldiers and explorers, they will just try to use you if you are alone. Maybe one day I should learn you how to take care of yourself."

 

[Asa]

Nodding she wanted to look around this place she was curious.

Think going for walk to see this new home would be good...

She was not sure how she felt about calling it home but that was the way it was for now.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He nodded, he understood how she felt,

"In one bag is a small dagger, take it with you, but keep it concealed. I should not be very far, if you are trapped, scream."

He gently closed the door behind him and left, asking directions to the Lumber Post and headed there.

 

[Asa]

Getting the small bag she was scared of carrying a weapon. She had dealt with so much trouble from that but she trusted Deacon so she carried the small bag. Leaving their room she slowly made her way down stairs simply waning to get out the door without event. Carefully trying to get past them all as she saw the door she wanted to get out of.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He slowly ambled down to the Lumber Post and watched all the people, these were Settlers, Soldiers and Outdoormen. Most of them rough and unrefined, he allowed the general feel of the place drift through him and he had to admit that the music that came forth was interesting. At the door of the Post he stopped and looked around, no Samirra, he just hoped that she was fine.

 

[Asa]

She was close to the door seeing the outside world until that image was replaced by a rough looking material. Biting her lip she tried to move out of the way feeling sure that if she could still see the door and the outside world she was safe. Still she was getting a little scared with Deacon no where in sight.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He entered and asked to see the wood they had, even the little off cuts that they had. Pretty soon he had a rather nice wood, not perfect, but he was sure that he would find that some time later. Now just time to get some sort of string and he could set about to getting his guitar set up and tested. He paid for the two pieces and left, heading for the General Store where they sold intestines.

 

[Asa]

She was able to get closer still to the door but something felt very strange to her. she wanted to run but she could not bring herself to do so wanting to keep her fear hidden.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He started to whistle a tune, one of the sands where he had taken Samira from. A few people stopped to listen and he was sure that his music might draw a crowd like it had done before and most probably always will as long as people appreciated music.

 

[Asa]

She made her way to the door and quickly tried to get out. This place looked so strange and she was unsure about going further than she had gone but walked a little further biting her lip while looking around.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

It took him quite a search to find the dealer and then as he looked outside he saw Samira walking, she looked lost and scared, but he decided to leave her be. She would have to learn that she could stand on her own two feet and be her own person. He bought the specific guts that he needed and then with his purchases secured on his shoulder he stepped out and followed Samira as she made her way about town.

 

[Asa]

She was almost terrified of this place recoiling from everyone that held stuff out to her backing away from anyone that got too close. Finally she could not take any more and began to run confused wanting to find her way back or find him.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He shook his head, it was clear that first he had to learn her the language as she did not understand the people and then he had to teach her how to look after herself. He raced after her and before she could get too lost, he caught up with her,

"Samira! Stop!"

 

[Asa]

Samira heard him and turned quickly seeing him and ran to him terrified and tried to grab to hug him till a sound scared her more and she quickly turned shaking not moving at all. SHe bit her lip wanting to get back to their dwelling here but too scared to move hearing weapons.

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

He listened and then frowned,

"Let's get out of here, seems like you almost landed in some hot water."

He placed a hand on her arm and guided her away from the sounds, then an arrow came whistling past his ear and his his gentle move turned into a grab and he ran with her. Let them think that he ran from a fight, he did not want to get her killed as it would only cause more grief than good. Then the alarm sounded,

"The Natives!"

 

[Asa]

She hurried along with him she was terrified and was nearly crying till they got to their chambers then she broke down...

Why were they attacking those people?

 

[DeathsKnight]

Deacon Frost

"I have no idea Samira, but stay here and I'll go find out. Lock the door behind me OK? I'll return as fast as possible."

He left, ran outside and dodged a thrown spear, a man on horse back wielding a stone axe came thundering towards him. He ran to the spear, in smooth motion he pulled it out of the ground, turned and threw. The spear thudded into the warrior and he fell dead to the ground. More warriors on foot appeared, Deacon smiled coldly and drew his sword, this was going to be fun.

 

[Asa]

Samira moved near the bed balling up trying to cover her ears trembling staying far from any window or the door. She just wanted Deacon back there with her or for them to be far from this place. These people were so pale so strange so frightening.