~Written in Ryna's Perspective aka In Character~
Ah, it seems the family has grown...and it includes an orc now! Whohoo! I finally have someone else I can go and actually have a GOOD time with! Bar hopping, tavern brawals, competitions of all sorts! I don't think some of my fellow sisters would agree...plus, who else can I dance for? I mean, Garrit was my adopted father and he made certain I was taught well the sensual dances of Garren...oh, how I love to twirl, swirl, and rock my hips to the most sensual music you would ever hear. There is such fun to it.
But, alas, Mother doesn't think that I should go bar hopping in Quontas. Something about Father Quont being there and she doesn't think I can (of all things!) control my hormones! For the Mothers' sakes! I'm a half-elf who was taught how to tease, fornicate, and cajole people. I used my feminine wiles as an assassin...and believe me, some of my contracts were just HUNKS! Men that a woman would do anything just to feel his touch, or lips, upon her.
But, noooo, Mother insists that I cannot take Shanyaks bar hopping in Quontas. Simply because I have his Gift, which just happens to be Complete Attraction. So I've been using what he encourages for my entire life. So I have the talents that His succubi have and could, possibly, rival them. So what?!?!? I wanna go to Quontas!!!!!! I wanna have fun there and forget the tragedies of my past, the horrors I've committed. I want to bask in the glory of being a woman!
Is that so wrong???
Uh oh...Mother's coming...better put this little journal away.....
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Sweet Ryna, you mustn't deny your own will and desires. Your Mother is strict, 'tis True. But your Forever Father waits for you. You and that handsome Orc fellow would have great fun in my land. Come, enjoy it! I'll cloak you if you can spirit away. Besides, Terees should not have requested a Disciple Gift from me if she did not want you to use it. How can either of us be faulted for that? C'mon pet... Quontas is waiting!
~snickers~ Oh, I can't wait to see what Shanyaks is gonna say to this! Hmmmm..think of the fun we'd have!!!! ~makes memo to self~ Ask Shany to go bar hopping in Quontas.... ;-) Dearst Father, if he says yes, I think I might just take you up on that offer! Then again, I might just come anyway!
actually, i knew you were going to ask me.. i have that effect. you may have been given the gift, but i was born with it...LOL.
let me see...another night slowly scraping mildew off the cave ceiling or...spending the night in the company of the most sexy sensual of creatures (not including my mirror)
oh...OKAYYY!!! LETS DO IT!!!
mwahahahaha! Mother is gonna hate us! Now...we just gotta figure out when to go. Hmmmm....perhaps when she isn't looking and Father can help us sneak out?
Goodness gracious, I turn around for one second and Quont's tryin' to corrupt my children. Back off, ya blond.:-)
Kidding. Why do you think I made them immortal? So the lovable fools could make a few fatal mistakes and still walk on. Easy on the ale though, my head's delicate, dontcha know.
Hate's such a strong word, darlin'. Disapprove, perhaps. Besides, I know everything, even if I forget that sometimes.
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