Lady Lesyeux stares at her reflection for the hundredth time that day. “Incredible.” she whispers, also for the hundredth time.
Many changes have been made to the mountain top fortress. The walls have been repaired, gone are all signs of Wee Jas and Erythnul and in their place, shining symbols of Pelor. Even the secret tunnel linking the fort to the monastery has been rediscovered and cleared.
The massive Oak tree created by Chen has been given thought and movement by the Druidess Wer and now stands guard against aggressors as well as offering shade for the mixed people of the fort.
Lady Lesyeux catches Ortos’ massive face in the mirror and is startled out of her musings.
“I’m sorry my Lady.” Ortos’ voice is both gentle and rough. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I know my form is horrendous.”
Lady Lesyeux turns and smiles. “I see only goodness. Won’t you stay while I organise my duties?”
Ortos looks a little puzzled. “Do you not want to return home now you are whole once more? I have already asked for volunteers to escort you.”
Now it’s Lady Lesyeux’ turn to look puzzled. “Why would I leave? Everything I desire is here.”
With that she rises to her feet and walks over to the towering Bugbear. “I love you Ortos and now I finally have lips to show you.”
Monday, June 29, 2009
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You romantic old softie you ;)
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