The Night of the Red Moon

[Curinth]

Secret Love

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The darkness of night was just beginning too fall about the land, the bright light of the sun surrendering its hold upon the beautiful forests below. Torches were beginning too flicker as the shadows spread, making little bastions of light in the town nestled within the forest. The merchant caravans that frequented the small town no longer moved about, content too rest for a night, their masters content too sleep away and dream of the money that filled their minds. A few guards still roamed about, a fraction of an already tiny force of law keepers. This town had finally found a peace that so rarely wrapped about them…for this was a land of strife.

As the moon began to rise high into the cloudless night sky, the faint sound of laughter broke through the silence that had settled. Through the trees two shapes darted, never more than but a few feet from one another. In the lead a young lass ran, glancing back over her shoulder every now and then too see if he was still behind her. She smiled whenever she saw him, and giggled as they moved so swiftly through the darkness. Finally the chase came too a close though, as the cool touch of the girl’s pursuer grasped her by the hand, and yanked her back. They fell to the ground, laughing as they collapsed in each other’s arms.

For a time they rolled around in the dewy grass, playfully teasing one another as their sweet laughter echoed amongst the trees. As they broke apart, rolling onto their backs, the moonlight broke through the canopy of branches above, briefly illuminating the young lovers below. The girl laid in a short, tangled mess of dark reddish brown hair, her brown eyes just barely showing beneath it. She was draped in purple clothes, though revealing they were indeed. Her pants were the only thing upon her that was not purple, rather, they were black, and tight too her skin. Her shirt left the somewhat tanned skin of her stomach uncovered, for all the world too see. A noble color purple was indeed, though she merely wore it for the fact that she loved purple. Pointed ears revealed her for what she was…an elf, of some sort or another.

Teasingly the boy crawled over to the girl and laid his head upon her smooth belly, glancing up into her eyes, and then up into the stars. The elven lass giggled as his short white hair tickled her bare stomach, but she did not object too his presence. Her eyes and his were one and the same, both brown, one of many things they held in common. Their race, however, was something they did not. As the moon’s silver light passed slowly by, it revealed him for what he was. Black skin, like pitch, and pointed ears…a Drae, Dark Elf too the humans. Their love was a forbidden one...for both races’ pride was far too great. The light skinned elves and the dark ones would never see them mix. For the theory of ‘racial purity’ was ground deep into the minds of the Dark Elves and though the light skinned elves would mingle freely with the other races…they would never do so with the dark skins. None of this seemed too matter too these two mates, however, for their love seemed too guide them through the hate.

Slowly the boy sat up, his gaze falling to that of the young wild elf. Soon enough her laughter filled the air again as the fingertips of his right hand gently swirled around on her tanned belly, and he leaned in close to her, their lips locking in a passionate kiss. His hand fell idle, falling to her side as their kiss dragged on. When finally their lips parted, a smile grew upon both their faces, and the girl reached up, wrapping her arms around the dark elf’s back…and yanked him back down again. A bit startled by the suddenness of her actions, the boy didn’t object though as her lips were pressed against his once again. It was indeed a beautiful sight to behold, two young lovers, free in the woods for a night, lost in love, lost in passion, away from the worries and hatred of their families…

 

[Curinth]

Secret Love

Slowly their lips parted, though the Dark Elf barely gave Dru time to breathe before his lowered to her neck, forging a trail of fiery kisses down to her shoulder. The girl smiled sweetly and arched off the ground slightly, tugging at the boy’s shirt. Her lips parted as she whispered to her love, and he nodded, sliding his shirt over his head and tossing it off to the side. The red-haired elf smiled and reached up, letting her fingers trail down his well-toned chest. She giggled a bit as the boy nibbled at her neck, gently taking her soft white flesh between his teeth, and wrapped her arms around him once again, pulling him close. Her eyelids fell slowly closed as she held him there, savoring the warmth of his body pressed against hers.

“Dru…” The warm, loving and familiar voice floated to her pointed ears, drawing the young elf back into reality. As her eyes fluttered back open, she found herself gazing into his silver pools, which almost seemed to draw her into their deep depths. “I love you…” She giggled at his words, and he leaned back down to her neck, slowly kissing his way back down its length. She loved it when he did that...cherished the wonderful feelings it broght. Her eyes were beginning to slowly drift back shut again, her mind wandering to her fantasies, when her lover suddenly made his next move. He tilted her head slightly, and blew lightly on the back of her ear. The effect was almost instantaneous. The girl’s eyes widened slightly, and she arched her back into him, her body suddenly burning with arousal. She’d told him before the spot was quite arousing for her, and asked him not to do it…but that was also before this night.

“Aurin, what are you…” Dru didn’t get to finish. Another little blow on the back of her ear had her pulling the boy close, and in a minute, he was pushing even further forward. He started to slide her shirt up her belly, following it with a trail of kisses, and she raised her arms to comply. Sliding it up over the elf’s head, Aurin tossed it aside, into the wet grass...she wouldn't need it any more tonight.

But suddenly there was a change to the flow of events, as Dru hooked her right leg around Aurin's side and flipped him onto his back, quickly hopping on top of him, seated with her thighs pressed against his hardening cock, while her upper body laid against his chest, and her innocent brown eyes gazed seductively into his. The boy wiggled beneath her, the feel of her crotch pressed to his, and of her breasts rubbing against his chest becoming too much to bear. She was torturing him, teasing him...and she damn well knew it,and was enjoying every minute of it...

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien of the dark wing

High in the air...unseen even to the keen eyes of the elf, there hung a presence like none other....

The figure watched the two young (by elven standards) lovers and it was clear that they belonged together. Clenching his fist the apparition held the dark purple energy wich boiled withen his hand at bay...

How long had he watched them...how long had he wanted her...but THAT too was forbidden...nearly as much as their own happiness together...

The creature's form could not be seen but it was better that way...the pitch blackness of his armor...the hollow red of eyes withen his helm...it all gave the wrong impression but an impression he needed in his line of work.

He took a position nearby and continued to gaze with a hunger than that only the lonely know. She was so beautiful...

 

[Curinth]

The sweet melodic laughter of the young girl echoed softly amongst the trees as she ran her index finger down Aurin's black chest, stopping only as she reached the waist of his pants. The boy growled playfully beneath her, wishing to just flip her back off of him and teach her a lesson...but this was her game, he'd let her play it a while longer. Grinning, she leaned down, her breasts hovering just inches above his chest, and her lips pressed just before his, teasingly as ever. She was having far too much fun with this.

"Mm...you started it Aurin, and now you're getting all frustrated.." She said with an adorable wink as she pulled up, basically just sitting upon his lap now. "Oh dear, and these seem to be...restraining you a bit.." She laughed and leaned down, kissing her way down to the bulge in his pants, and laying a kiss upon it once. Aurin jumped and wiggled about with this, and finally forced himself up, catching the girl in his arms and pressing his lips tight to hers. His tongue slipped between her lips, and her own quickly jumped into the fray, toying around with his tongue, as their hands began to roam.

The Dark Elf lightly pushed Dru to the ground and began to slide her tight pants right off her tanned, smooth legs, and he growled hungrily as he gazed upon her naked form. She hadn't worn any under garments for this little outing. She blushed before helping him discard his own pants, then yanked him down, back atop her. His lips began to roam, down her neck, over her chest, pausing briefly between her mounds. She purred with delight, and finally, his lips forged a path up her left mound, his tongue flicking out at her nipple, even as his lips took it between them. She gasped and writhed as he began to suck and flick it, his other hand rising to her other breast, tweaking her nipple and fondling her mound. She moaned and arched her back, the pleasure, this pleasure she's never felt before getting to her...

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

Yrtalien Continued to watch from his position in the trees...her laughter echoed all around him and drove him mad. He envied the boy laying atop her, with the fire of a thousand hells he envied him..

In his moment of passion The dark one ceased to control his magickal aura. For only a few seconds his shimmering purple field flared out and became visable...as quickly as it was so, he once again placed it under control. 'Fool!', he damned himself...'did they see?'...turning back the lovers continued to enjoy in the delights of one another...it did not appear so.

He considered invading the boys mind...to experience what he experienced...but that would be wrong...even Yrtalien had his honor...thats not how he wanted her...he wanted her his way, not anothers. 'Perhaps i should give her the choice'...those who hired him did not specify how he was to retreive her...no..it was obvious to Yrtalien...she would choose the boy over even her own life. It was all over her face.

The figure continued to stand quietly watching though he decided only for a short while, then he must decide. The spectacle warmed even HIS dark loins...

 

[Curinth]

"Oh Tyrra..." Dru panted, back still arched off the ground as Aurin hungrilly lapped at her breast. Then suddenly his hand and mouth switched, taking up the others' spots, prolonging the pleasure ever more. Moans were now flowing from behind Dru's supple, seductive lips, but still she managed to speak.

"I...p, please, Aurin, you're driving me insane..." She was panting again, thrusting her hips up slightly against the boy. He grinned though, having gotten her just where he wanted...she may have thought herself the biggers tease, but now she was going to see just what she'd earned!

Lips descending from her nipple with a final flick of his tongue, the young Dark Elf began to slowly, passionately, kiss his way down her smooth, tanned belly, toying with her belly button a little with his tongue as he came to it. His left hand, however, remained upon her breast, fondling and squeezing, rubbing, and tweaking her nipple...and it was driving Dru crazy. Not quite finished toying with her, he let his lips hang, hovering just an inch or two above her wet lips, his hot breath playing across her flesh. She couldn't take it anymore, she was thrashing about, wiggling, panting and moaning, desperately wishing he'd just thrust himself deep inside her already.

Finally, lips met lips of a different kind, as Aurin pressed himself against her slit, tongue flicking out to lap at her, to take in her juices. She bucked up into his face, trying to force his tongue deeper, the passion of the night, of this boy she called her love, was overwhelming her. Then, suddenly, he took her clit between his lips, sucked, and flicked it with his tongue.

The girl howled, cast back her head, and exploded, the first orgasm of her life tearing through her, her voice echoing deep into the woods. But her lover didn't stop...his tongue kept lapping and his lips kept sucking, drawing out her roller coaster of an orgasm for as long as possible. When finally it subsided, she was still panting, a fire still burning in her belly. Gazing into Aurin's silver eyes, she whispered.

"Fuck me Aurin...please..." She whined and whimpered, trying to make herself sound all the needier. With a nod, the Dark Elf, laid himself upon her, his large manhood resting at her pulsing, dripping lips, the head just poking inside her. It was going to be a long night...

 

[Geryon]

Alenaid Gemclaw

The wraith hanging overhead was not the only presence in the forest that night, observing the forbidden love of the Drae and the Wilder. Alenaid was perched in a tree, like a dark, silent predator, watching in silence.

Alenaid Gemclaw was a High Elf, Chief Inquisitor and LightHunter to the High Elven Mystics. From the Elven capital, the Mystics had directed the affairs of the High Elven race for centuries. Supposedly thry were the oldest living elves, wielding great power, both from the devotion of their subjects and through their close attunement to nature, closer even than other Elves. They viewed the Drae, Dark Elves, as deviants and traitors to the true path of the Elven race. The unsworn Wilders were little better.

Reports of a half-seen Drow had drifted into the Capital, but even unconfirmed rumours of a rogue Dark One were of a concern to the Mystics. The LightHunters were created years ago to fight the Drae as assassins during the revolts, but since then had become a division for hunting the black-skinned traitors. Inquisitors were the seekers of truth in the High Elven Kingdom, similar to the Human judges and juries. And executioners. Through his battle experience during the Drae uprisings, Alenaid had risen to become the leader of both the Inquisitors and LightHunters. Deemed most capable, he was dispatched to hunt down and return with the loose Drae. Whether the Dark One survived the hunt was of little importance.

After weeks of weary travel and chasing groundless rumour, Alenaid had reched the edge of this forest, several miles to the North. From there, the Drow had been easy to find. The Dark Elves lived underground, and though this one left tracks no human hunter could have found, it was plain to Alenaid that he was not accustomed to life in the surface's forests.

The longbow slid silently from Alenaid's back, held ready but with no arrow nocked. The noise of the two lovers would likely have covered the noise of a bow creaking as an arrow was drawn, but the Wilder's presence was what saved the Drae's life, for now. Let them enjoy this one last night in each other's arms. The female would have to be watched afterwards, of course. With only Alenaid aware of tonight's happenings, the only threat to the woman's life would be if the Drow impregnated her. The purity of the race would then have to be maintained. with stony emotionlessness Alenaid watched. He had learned long ago not to let such images fog his thoughts.

 

[Curinth]

There was a pause, quite suddenly. The Elven girl squirmed beneath the Dark Elf, trying to force his cok inside her. She practically squealed in annoyance as he just let it sit there, its head eased ever so slightly into her lips, unmoving, just teasing her. His head remained lowered, as if looking down at her, but his eyes scanned the wounds now, his ears having twitched with some slight sound echoing softly from the woods around them. He saw nothing, and thought it but the sound of some mere animal, and slowly re-focused 'pon the girl below him.

She was so beautiful...something, someone so right...he never thought he would've ever gotten. Just over a year and a half ago his House had emerged from the darkness of Dernorae, the Dark Elven Empire beneath this kingdom, shifting to some caves just outside of the town of Calinas, a frontier town under the guidance of the Wild Elf- Lord Varanwin Al'dera...Dru's father. Frontier towns like that didn't really seem to care much if Dark Elves showed up from time to time. The Elves hated them...true enough, but out there, even they were more tolerant, with aggressions being at little more than simple annoyance. This was the way of towns flooded with adventurers, where men and elves, dwarves and hobblings, and so many othr manners of men walked, ready to fight for country and coin.

It was in this time that Aurin had met Dru, and a love began to blossom between them, one they obviously kept from their parents, lest some blood be spilt just on account of them. They'd done many things together, snuck away together so often, but this was the first time they'd eve done anything...sexual. But now that they were...they were realizing just how wonderful it was, how wonderful an expression of love it could be.

"I love you Dru..." He whispered, looking down upon her radiant beauty, which seemed to shine beneath the silvery moonlight.

"I love you too Aurin..." She whispered back, still panting slightly, the passion not yet having decreased at all within her. "Please..." She begged one more time, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Nodding wordlessly, he complied...and in one swift stroke, he buried himself fully within her. A loud gasp and moan echoed loudly through the woods then, erupting from the mouth of that Elven girl, her hips thrusting up towards her lover, back arched, sweat glistening on her smooth white flesh.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

With a venomness clench of his unholy fangs, Yrtalien witnessed as the two finnally joined. As the dark elf sheathed his cock withen the object of his desire he knew now he could act.

The sin had been committed...

With a silent incantation in his head Yrtalien used the artifact given to him by those who could not allow this...the small necklace, with a half moon shattered once the magical energy withen it dissapated...

All time froze for all but him and the elven maiden.

With ungodly speed he leapt from his position nealy a half mile away, and landed
next to the two lovers. A frozen look of ecstasy on the dark elf's face. He felt no
remorse for what the boy would wake to...

In the next instant he turned his attention to the girl...his sweet vision of perfection, and flared his eyes to intimidate her.

"You are guilty of desecration, and polluting youself with such an abomination as
as this cave dweller," the unoly revenant stirred deep inside...this close to her finnally... "You will come with me now...we are going home."

In a flash of purple haze and electricity the evil one grabbed the stunned and
confused girl by the hand in a cold grip and vanished with her altoghether.

Time returned to normal.

 

[Curinth]

"Wh, what the...who the hell are you!?" The girl struggled and screamed as she was grabbed, her breaths still coming in pants, the desire still burning within her from the escapade with the young boy this man had just interrupted. She was being taken, and there was nothing anyone could do. She knew the freezing of her mate had clearly been some work of magic...powerful magic at that. Her head was spinning...what the hell was going on?

"Let me go! I am the daughter of Varanwin Al'dera, lord of Calinas you prick!" She slapped and clawed at him even as they faded from their spots in the woods, leaving the others to their own doings.

As time unfroze itself, Aurin fell to the earth, his naked form tingled by the wet grass of the forest floor. Groaning, he looked frantically around, seeing no sign of his beloved.

"Dru? Dru...? Dru!" His frightened eyes darted around, scanning the trees and the surrounding area for any sign of the girl. He howled with anger, and hopped unto his feet, now recognizing the part sorcery had in this. In the blink of an eye someone had torn the Elven girl from him...and that was something any mortal man could hope to do without the art. Someone had snatched Dru from him...and right as they had begun the most sacred act of love. Scoundrel, bastard and demon the man was! He fumed with anger, his silver eyes shining with a dark hatred enough to freeze the strongest of men in his tracks.

Stooping down, he began to snatch up his things, sliding his shirt back over his head, and soon after beginning to draw up his pants, his sheathed swords dangling off the belt that wrapped around it. He'd no idea where his love had gone, or quite what had happened...but he was going to find whoever had dared to snatch his beloved from his arms, and he was going to kill them. No questions asked.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

The dark wing...

Yrtalien Traveled high above the forest, not too fast...he couldnt push his magickal flight incantation that much and carry the girl at the same time...no matter how light and weak she was in her sleep induced, entranced state.

If he had any emotions burning in him but lust and the cold satisfation of duty, he might of felt sympathy for his beloved. But the dark one had a task to do, and those that had hired him promised him a reward he could not refuse....

Moments ago when they began to travel along the purple current of light, Yrtalien had summoned high in the clouds, she had been calling him names...and was thrashing around in attempts to hurt him...the only thing she bruised was his ego. Deep inside he still felt they had a chance to be toghether....even if she loved another...and even if she belonged to his clients....

As he soared through the air...a speeding menacing dark blob of fabric and metal...he stole glances at her every so often. She was so beautiful....Maybe...just maybe.....

 

[Geryon]

As Alenaid watched from his perch, a sudden tingle caused the hairs on his arms and neck to stand up. He eyes darted, searching for the source of the magical disturbance, but as quickly as it had come, it was gone. He turned his focus back to the pair on the forest floor. The girl was gone. He should have seen and heard her leave, if she was afoot. The shimmering residue of magical energy hanging in the air like a curtain, visible only to those with dozens of years working with the power, told the tale of her departure as well as it could be told. The Drae too was astonished by the sudden disappearance of his forbidden mistress. After a short fumble in the darkness, the elf struggled back into his clothing and headed off. Likely with no idea where. This would be an easy hunt.

A sudden thought struck Alenaid. The possibility tied a knot in his stomach. The purity of the race must be maintained! The Dark One had possibly impregnated the girl... and now she was out of Alenaid's grasp.

Like a shadow, Alenaid slipped through the brush undetected and silent. He snaked his way ahead of the Drae, with barely a whisper to announce his passing. A shade of death, he seemed to materialze in front of the Dark Elf, rather than step into sight.

"You," Alenaid's deep voice resonated from inside the hood of his cloak, "you have stolen the innocence that was forbidden you. You have tainted the race of the surface Elves. That woman may now carry an abomination, a creature that cannot be allowed to survive. Tell me now, if you have any idea where or why she was taken." The longbow now had an arrow nocked and half-drawn.

 

[Curinth]

Aurin stopped dead in his tracks as the chill voice of the Elf echoed, and his eyes settled upon the man's still form before him, with longbow notched and aimed at him. The boy growled slightly, a hand on each sword upon his bet...but they would do him no good here. He may have been an assassin, at close range, but he could not fell this man now. Eyes narrowing upon the cloaked and hooded man, the Dark boy glared at him with complete and utter contempt.

"Go to hell. You must be of the High Elves, for such crazed and zealous speech could only spill from their mouths." This night was destined to grow ever worse it seemed. First, his love, true and pure was whisked from him by some unknown force, torn from his arms as both had just begun the most sacred act of love. Now, not only that, but he had a crazed, deluded fool with an arrow directed at his head. Something inside the Dark Elf was nearly ready to snap, if something more dared happen to him...the loss of his love, nearly driving him insane.

"If I knew where she was anyways, do you think I'd be wandering aimlessly through these damned woods!? You can take your talk of purity, take your talk of abominations, and shove it, alright? We Dark Elves wander freely in the frontier towns, unopposed by the adventurers and men of those places...even the Elves there are more tolerant! Only you damned High Elves, remain so zealous in seeing us dead! Our grievances are ages past, leave them be. I've lived in Calinas for over a year now, even have friends amongst some of the people there...heh, despite the grip you might think you have over this kingdom." Finishing his speech, he moved his lips as if to begin anew...and suddenly darted between the trees, keeping sure to always run between them, to make Elf's shot one hell of a lot harder.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

The sun began to come up, and while he was not limited to traveling during the day, Yrtalien prefered the night, as all sons of the dark wing do.

Breaking his enchantments, he landed atop a mountain flat high in the air...the girl would have no chance of a successful break here. As he gently layed her against a large snow capped rock, he muttered a few words and a small black, lightless fire came to life. This would not attract attention, but keep the girl warm, while he slept.

She stired and her eyes fluttered open. The dark one set out a plate of rations for her and took position on a highter flat...he perched like some unholy bird in onyx and purple armor...survyeing the land for prey. Casting one more spell...a secret spell...to further ensure her safetly and capture....he closed his red eyes, keeping himself concious enough to spring awake at the slightest sign of trouble.

In an inhuman voice he whispered to her "goodnight, little one."

 

[Curinth]

"What the hell are you...and what the hell do you want?" She growled, obviously not one to be easily broken or scared. She pulled her legs up to her chest, knees pressing against her beautiful breasts, the silverish light of the setting moon glinting off her naked body, making her seem as if to glow. Her dark brown eyes glared up at her abductor, holding a fire of hate and disgust deep within them.

Glancing briefly over the food, she scowled back up at the man and kicked the food aside, listening with satisfaction as she heard the ration tumble down the mountain, smacking against it at several points on the way down. She wouldn't take his hand outs, submit in any way to one who would dare abduct her, much less one that had abducted her at, that particular moment. Her reddish-brown hair dangled against her shoulders and fell over her eyes partly now, quite messy from the flight up to the mountain. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she just sat upon the rock, glaring up at the strange man. She was a strong-willed girl, a trait common in most wild elves...she wasn't going to be easy to control. and she definitely wasn't going to cooperate, no matter what.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

The dark wing

When night again fell, he was tottally recouperated and ready for the long journey still ahead of them. While he had been aware of her kicking the food he left out for her down the side of the mountain, he worried little for it...had she eaten it...she would have been drugged, now that she hadnt eaten...she would be hungry. Her situation was getting worse regardless wich paths she chose. It was meant to be...after all they were to be lovers eventually...he knew it.

Leaping off the precipiece and landing near her he waved his hand and put out the magickal fire. Eventually she would be easier to handle as her hunger and weakness grew. He didnt want to have to waste magickal energy on her every day in order to subdue her....perhaps when they got a chance to better get aquainted, she would trust him more...

"Time to go, i will now throw you over my shoulder...come in peace or i subdue you," his eyes flared "struggle while we travel and you plummet to your doom...is that understood?"

 

[Geryon]

Through the Drae's tirade, the only movement from Alenaid was a slight curl of his lips into a tiny smirk. When the Dark Elf made a break for it, crashing through the foliage to escape, the only thing following him was a deep chuckle.

Alenaid eased his bowstring, slung the weapon acorss his back and replaced the arrow in its quiver. He stretched, loosening muscles that had stiffened during his long perch in the tree. The Drae could still be heard, moving quickly through the trees. Alenaid let the elf get a bit farther ahead... he was a hunter, and as it was this wouldn't be much of a hunt.

Like a loosed arrow, Alenaid darted through the moonshadows with barely a rustle of undergrowth and dead leaves to announce his coming. The dark elf was fast, but Alenaid was faster. Armed with decades of experience and a natural closeness to the woods, not to mention long years of endurance training, the Drae was no match. But Alenaid would have his fun first. The path of broken twigs and crushed undergrowth was easy enough to find and follow. The Drow was fast, and most likely accustomed to the dark, but careless.

After a short dash, Alenaid could see the the rogue Drow ahead. He hadn't slowed much, which impressed Alenaid so far. Most of the Dark Elves he'd met before were unused to distance running. Confines of caverns made it unnecessary, he suspected. The fun was about to start, as Alenaid's arrow buried itself in a tree, inches away from the Dark Elf's right ear. Naturally, he veered off to the left. as Alenaid passed the tree he had hit, he smoothly snatched the arrow out of the solid trunk without missing a step. After a merry little chase, he intended to steer the Drae out of the forest, into the plains a few miles off. The man wouldn't be fool enough to continue running after that.

 

[Curinth]

"Go to hell, just tell me what you want first..." Kicking out at his leg first, making it seem as if she was really that stupid to think her small form could make him topple, she dragged her left hand out of the dirt, a sharpened, almost arrowhead like rock grasped tight between her fingers. Her hand moved quickly, seeking to drive the thing hard into her abductor's side...

* * *

"Son of a bitch..." Aurin cursed under his breath, spiinng around to a stop behind a tree as another arrow thudded within it. Keeping silent a moment, he desperately tried to regather his bearings. He'd been in the woods many times...his family's cave was within it for godsake...but in the chase, he'd managed to get himself lost. His ears twitched a bit...the man was getting closer. Spinning out from behind the tree, a dagger spun swiftly at the Elf, who had to turn himself a bit quicker than he'd figured to avoid the weapon. The Dark Elf, was better than he might think it would seem.

Darting between a few more trees, ever weaving to try and dodge his hunter's attacks, he realized his efforts to shake him were futile. He was obviously well trained at this...sadly for Aurin. Dashing amonst the trees, turning with every arrow fired...a realization came to the boy as a light broke through the trees. Moonlight, falling 'pon the open plain before the town of Calinas, Dru's home. He saw the man's game for what it was now...drive him into an open plain, where even running would be futile. Cursing to himself for allowing himself to be herded, he turned sharply, dashin to the right, still following just inside the treeline, determined not to make this easy for his pursuer.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

He allowed the object wich he saw coming, to strike him sharply in what used to be whole complete ribs...there was a cracking sound as the rock shattered against his armor. He wondered if she hurt her hand in the act....

"I take that as your answer...", scooping her up he placed her over his shoulder leaving his hand on her smooth bottom. "Its better this way m'lady...you and he were never meant to be together....", with a few muttered words in a long fogotten tongue the purple stream of unholy light apeared in the sky...he jumped up to it and took off down the magickal tunnel in...under cover of night.

 

[Curinth]

"You don't know anything about me you freak!" She howled and thrashed as he grabbed her, desperately trying to wiggle from his grasp. Her bare, soft feet kicked out at him, just bouncing harmlessly off his armor. She fought and cursed right up until the very moment of their departure from the cliff, determined never to give into this worm that dared to carry her from her lover's arms. A tear ran down her beautiful cheek as they descended into his magical tunnel...a tear for her lover, hoping against hope now, that somehow, he would find her...

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

Once again day break was apon them and the dark one grew fatiqued....he could push on but prefered if they make camp again. She struggled with little energy her body could muster as he landing in an open field in the middle of nowhere...

The forest wich held their destination was not far off now...he had to decide what to do...

Placing her down carefully she thrashed as usual attacking him harmlessly, before he turned his back to her to prepare her 'dinner'...

"Youd best save your enery, little one....you'll need it for what lies ahead..." Removing his helmet for the first time she could see long flowing black hair atop his head...she could swear he had pale skin...and POINTED EARS?!

 

[Curinth]

"Why don't you just tell me what the hell you want? To rape me, is that it?" She scowled at him, pulling her knees once more up to her chest as she sat upon the moist earth. Wrapping her arms around them, she watched as the man casually removed his helmet, revealing the strange sight beneath. An Elf! She exclaimed within her mind, eyes widening in shock at the sight. Elves were not know to be the sort that did...this. Kidnapping and raping...it was beneath them, despicable acts of the worst kind to the majority of them.

"And what the hell does a fellow Elf want with me? Did my father send you?" She demanded harshly, eyes watching his every move. "And what do you mean, 'what lies ahead'? I suggest you take me back right now, lest you get executed for abducting the daughter of a Lord of these lands! And if not, know the first chance I get, I'm going to slit your throat for what you've done!" She growled and turned away from him, sighing heavily. She just wanted to be back with Aurin...

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

"Naive child...", he bagan...as he turned around "dont you understand...? It was your father whom hired me. He can no longer stand the disgrace of your carelessness. Your lack of sympathy will not go unpunished, he has suffered much knowing how you defile yourself with that dark elf, boyfriend of yours..."

Yrtalien's mortality was finnally in veiw for her to see....the high elf had all the predominant features...amazing cheekbones...pointed long ears...slightly slanted sharp eyes and a thing round chin. His lips were almost feminine and he spoke as if he was trying to make every word count, no breaths were wasted...not a one. He had the air of superiority that all high elves have...

He walked up to the huddled mass that was his miserable companion and kidnapee. "I however...have no intention of raping you...as you put it...no...in time you will give yourself to me, that is...if you wish to forgo the horrors in store.."

 

[Curinth]

"F-father sent you!?" She gasped, the anger dropping for but an instant, replaced in full by shock, complete and utter. She couldn't believe her own father, the man that had always cherished her as his greatest treaure would do something to her. No, the man, this damned High Elf had to be lying to her! Growling, she rose to her feet, glaring down the man once more, so furious she no longer even bothered to hide her nudity.

"You lie!" she howled accusingly, "Father would never do something like this! And you...you scum, trying to make me think such things! I am not going to...'give'...myself to you, you, you pig...so just suck your shriveled little dick back up inside you and take me back to Calinas!" A fire of hate and determination burned in those beautiful orbs, defiance still ev er great within her. She did not fear what was to come or, at least, didn't show it.

 

[Gothic Shujin]

Yrtalien

"Your emotion is quite the show...really, but did you honestly think the old man would have his reputation besmerched by a daughter with shall we say....'loose ambitions'. While i no doubt believe that he loves you, it is his love that reinforces this decision he has made to keep you pure..." His face is cold and calm....

Yrtalien walks a few steps forward...his chest plate inches away from her, her cold protruding nipples nearly touching him...he looks down on her...

"Doubt my words...it is a natural reaction....but compared to the torture of your deprograming...being promised to me...is a far better fate." Reaching out a hand to her sweet delicate face...he attempted to touch her lips.... 'Can you not see that even i am reduced to mindlessness over your beauty?"