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"Would you have sex with them?" |
"No." Hestea scowls. "Yes. I don't know... where are you going with this, Lae'zel?" She startled when the githyanki grabs her by the chin, sharp nails digging into her cheeks as she's forced to look into those reptilious eyes. |
She forgets how quickly and quietly the githyanki can move, especially when not in her half-plate. |
"Do you love me?" The question is a strained whisper on Lae'zel's lips. |
"Absolutely." Hestra says quickly and without hesitation, holding the githyanki’s gaze. |
"Do you love Raz?" |
"I... I’m not sure." |
"How are you not sure?" Lae’zel asks, perplexed by the response. |
"At times, I envy your people, Lae’zel. A whole culture that puts no value on romanticism or bonds beyond your battle- brothers and sisters." Hestra sighs. "Bear with me. This is... difficult, even for me." |
Lae’zel releases her hold on the tiefling’s chin but neither move, just stare at each other for a long moment. Hestra nods her head towards the chiase in invitation and the githyanki follows her to sit with her, though she keeps a small bit of space between them. |
"My love for you is very clear, Lae’zel." Hestra starts. "I would follow you through the Astral Sea and beyond the Void. When we are apart, I yearn for you like one yearns for water in the middle of an endless desert." |
"Don’t recite poetry at me." Lae’zel flusters. "This is serious." |
"I am being serious and this poetry, while true, is context for the rest of what I’m about to say." The tiefling wags her finger at Lae’zel before her expression grows serious. "My love for Raz is, no better way to say it, a muddy and raging river. It is certainly nothing like what binds me to you, Lae’zel." |
Lae’zel tilts her head, listening and understanding the comparison to a degree. It was an interesting way to describe the complexity of the tiefling’s feelings, as Lae’zel had nothing in her experience or training in which to help herself understand. |
"When Raz and I tried to get it out of our systems by just having sex, I... I was so overwhelmed with lust, shame and just this unfamiliar affection, I couldn’t do it. It’s evident time apart, the years I’ve spent not thinking about them, this place, has done nothing to cool the feeling. Made it worse actually." Hestr... |
"It makes me uncomfortable, the way you look at each other." Lae’zel says, squeezing the tiefling’s hand. "I cannot bear to lose you." |
"You won’t, I promise." The tiefling says, her voice tender now. "What I may feel for Raz does not eclipse what I feel for you. As boundless as the Astral Sea we are." |
"You’re doing it again." Lae’zel smiles. |
"Only because you like my horrible poetry. Do... you forgive me, Lae’zel?" |
Lae’zel does not respond to the question verbally. Her reply comes in the form of pulling the tiefling flush against her body, strong arms wrapped around the infernal woman as her lips pressed to the tiefling’s, teeth nipping at her bottom lip in a demand for entrance. |
"I won’t make you sleep on the floor tonight." The githyanki snorts, pressing her forehead to her lover’s. "No cuddling, however." |
"I’ll take it." |
Githyanki did not take "vacations" and the appeal of the activity lost its luster after two days. Lae'zel was listless as warriors did not sit idle... she had little interest in arts or music. Hestra was the bard, not her. Lae'zel never indulged much in "extracurriculars'... distractions from ascension, she saw such de... |
The strange elven soldier, Raz... no, not a soldier, a knight of Bahamut; a paladin. Lae'zel did not know much about the dragon god of order, nor his brood outside of the vague tir'su references in K'liir's library. Raz, however, seemed rather interested in her though she tolerated their presence because it meant tha... |
"Your armor has seen better days." Raz quips behind her, filling the silence surrounding them. |
"It has endured much, now be quiet unless you wish to alert your quarry." Lae'zel growls, brushing the dirt off her knees as she stands. "We draw closer." |
Raz had invited Lae'zel to join them on a patrol through the valley. The idea of just getting away from the sanctuary was appealing but, initially, she was going to refuse but Hestra was expected to spend a majority of the afternoon in Yondril's company, assisting her with some matter or another. The paladin made menti... |
The trail she had been tracking ended at their quarry... or, to be more specific, their quarry’s corpse. The beast, a big furry bi-pedal, was slumped over in a churned puddle of mud made of its own blood, crossbow bolts sticking out of it. |
"Someone got it before us." Raz says with disappointment. "What a waste of the day." |
Lae’zel pried one of the bolts out and her face fell as she recognized the shape of the arrowhead, the fletching... these were bolts belonging to a Githyanki hunting party!. As the thought finished, she felt the Psionic Detector pressed to her chest as she wore it under her armor vibrating. |
"We must leave, now!" She hisses, lowering her voice. "Vlaakith’s hunters are here." |
Heeding her grave warning, Raz followed as Lae'zel crouched and cautiously approached the edge of the steep bluff they were standing atop of. Below them were about a dozen githyanki warriors, mostly raiders but Lae'z recognized that a handful were gish , two kith'raks and a ch'r'ai. A ch'r'ai was especially bad ... |
One of the raiders was unusually large for a githyanki, their spotted skin possessing an uncharacteristic reddish flush to it. The raider turned in her direction and looked up, nostrils flaring as draconian eyes saw them both. |
" Tsk'va! Run!!" Lae'zel proclaimed, realizing they had been spotted. |
A gout of flame scorched the spot Raz and she had been crouched in moments before the disguised dragon exposed them. Now the githyanki hunting party was in full pursuit. |
"This way! We need more favorable ground!" Raz shouted, veering to their right. |
Lae'zel followed, heart pounding in her ears as she heard the distinct calls of two dragon, thunderous wingbeats growing louder as they bore down on them from the air. Lae'zel cursed as the woods dropped out to a sheer cliff, a waterfall thundering on the opposite kf a massive chasm. |
"Fool!!" She snarled, drawing her blade. "You've trapped us." A crossbow bolt shatters against her blade as she parries the projectile. |
Raz just grins as their trident whistles keenly through the air and sends a githyanki raider hurtling back, the weapon lethally buried in the warrior's chest. Thinking the paladin disarmed, a githyanki charges forward. Lae'zel feels the sudden bite of winter air as she blocks the thrusting strike of the kith'rak lead... |
Victory was short lived as a thunderous roar shook the air, the red dragon swooping down and setting the woods alight with its breath. Raz grabbed Lae'zel by the back of her breastplate and threw the githyanki over the cliff. Lae’zel yelped as she arced upwards and over, her sword left on the cliff as she had lost her ... |
A flash of brilliant light blinds the githyanki for a moment as she falls but then she finds her momentum suddenly arrested as her back slams into something. Instinct taking hold, Lae’zel throws her left arm out and grabs onto a bony ridge. The smell of fresh rain and silver hits her nose, punctuated by the sharp but f... |
"Hang on!" Razsamurjr shouts, the voice familiar but deeper, like a roll of thunder. |
Lae’zel felt the world pitch as Razsamurjr folded their great wings to their body and dove down the chasm with the red dragon in pursuit. Lae’zel held on for dear life until the dragon leveled out as they swooped with practiced elegance into a series of caverns and tunnels running through the mountains. The warrior pul... |
"You’re a dragon!" She exclaims with wonder filling her voice, rocking along with the undulating of Razsamurjr’s spine. |
The bellow of the red dragon echoes down the tunnels, announcing they had not lost their pursuer. Lae’zel curses that she is weaponless but feels the subtle clench of muscles and grabs tight as Razsamurjr turns around and speeds back up the tunnel, surprising the kith’rak and his steed as the silver dragon explodes o... |
A gout of flame reminds them of their quarry but they are on equal footing and Lae'zel is drunk on the elation of her "ascension'. The dragons fluttered and struck at each other as their riders glared, holding tight so they were not thrown. Razsamurjr locks the red dragon, creating an opening the githyanki warrior take... |
This was not the first dragon Lae'zel had faced but she had faced it upon the back of her own... a laugh escapes the githyanki's scarred lips. Razsamurjr rumbles along with her, muzzle pulled back in a feral grin. She starts to say something but a spell strikes her right shoulder, nearly knocking her off Razsamerjur's ... |
Vlaakith's Avatar glares back at her, pulsing with sickly green magic. The red dragon rears its head, flames flickering deep within its maw. The silver dragon drops, Lae'zel barely holding on as the force of the diving threatens to tear her away. Razsamurjr levels out suddenly, violently skimming the tree line as they ... |
Another flash of green misses them by mere feet. Razsamurjr bellows, a thunderous roar from across the valley echoing back. Despite how hard the silver dragon beats their wings, the red dragon overtakes them. |
Flames strike the silver dragon's side, nearly throwing Lae'zel from their back as she clung desperately to the spine. Razsamurjr howled as they narrowly avoided the dragon's vicious claws, rolling as they tucked their wings and descended into freefall. Lae'zel cried out in pain as her left arm was going numb. |
"Hang on Lae'zel!" Razsamurjr roars, leveling out to keep the githyanki from falling. |
"I am fine!" Lae'zel growled, ripping off the ruined shoulder guard, her flesh bubbling and rotting as the spell ate into her. "We must prevent... ngh, the chi'r'ai from escaping." |
"Open to ideas, arytiss ." The silver dragon growled as it dodged another fireball. |
"Working..." Lae'zel starts to say, only to find herself thrown airborne as Razsamurjr's entire body jerks in pain and both fell into freefall. |
This was it; there was no salvation this time as she saw the silver dragon also plummet, wings crumbled like useless fabric. To die like this was one of the greatest honors a githyanki could hope for yet there was no peace in her mind, just a deep well of regret. |
For a second time within an hour (or longer), Lae'zel found her fall arrested suddenly, snarling in pain as her body impacts with something solid. With her good arm, she gropes around to grab at something and her fingers hook into a groove. Whatever she's landed on smells like trees after a heavy rainfall... and the di... |
At first, Lae'zel thinks she's been caught by Razsamerjur, relief washing through her that the dragon was alright but as the warrior pulls herself upright, she realizes that what she grabbed was the edge of a silver scale... a massive scale belonging to a massive dragon... whom's head she was standing on, leaning on ma... |
The Avatar of Vlaakith's expression was one of surprise, then rage as it screamed commands at the red dragon. The beast hesitated, terrified of the silver dragon that dwarfed it. Where it had been over twice Razsamurjr's size, this new dragon was at least triple the red dragon's size. Lae'zel felt a smile on her lips a... |
Pain gave away to a numb darkness as the last of the githyanki's strength gave out and she collapsed, succumbing to her festering wound. |
When Lae'zel regained consciousness, she found herself staring up at a vaulted cavern ceiling, water dripping from the stalactites above as a low thrum of sound echoed gently off the walls. Her body felt both light and heavy and it took several long heartbeats for sensation to return enough to tell her several things. |
Chiefly, she wasn't dead, just extremely exhausted. |
She was floating in a pool of water, naked. |
She was not alone. |
Lae'zel tried to turn her head but it took monumental effort to make a slight movement, sending ripples across the surface. The thrumming sound stopped suddenly and she heard something scrape against stone before a massive reptilian head came into her view. |
"Thank the heavens, you're finally awake." The dragon rumbles with great relief. |
"Raz-sa...murjr?" Lae'zel murmurs, her tongue feeling unfamiliar for some reason. |
"You look like hell." |
"I can barely move." Lae'zel retorts slowly, her voice's strength creeping back. "You're not an elf." |
"I am not, no." The silver dragon grins. |
"We rode to battle together." Lae'zel continues as the bits and pieces fall back in place. |
"I have been ridden by many women but you are the first to do so in battle." Razsamurjr jests with a toothy smile. |
Lae'zel feels the compulsion to laugh but her body lacks the strength, so she manages a weak smile. The crude joke, however, brings something to mind and her pupils thin to slits. |
"H-hestra?!" Lae'zel croaks, trying to will her body to listen to her. |
"She is here, just asleep." The silver dragon says softly, lowering their head to gently push the githyanki towards the edge of the pool. Lae'zel, with great effort, manages to turn herself so she was no longer staring at the ceiling but now had a view of the silver dragon's large body. Their scales were still scorched... |
Hestra's clothes were water-stained and rumpled, hair a disheveled mess and brow scrunched, breathing uneven as her sleep seemed troubled. Even the music drum of her music-box heart was off-key, the tempo fluctuating unevenely. With strength and feeling returning to her limbs, slowly, Lae'zel pulled herself closer. The... |
"W-what happened?" Lae'zel growls, dismayed upon seeing the injuries. |
"You've been unconscious for nearly two weeks." Razsamurjr sighed, muzzle scrunched in a dragon version of a scowl. "I’ve never seen Kery... Hestra fearful in all my life until the moment Yorilneth brought you back here. The spell you were struck with nearly took your life." |
Lae’zel grimaced and looked at her arm, unsurprised to see the blackened scar marring her skin. She wiggled her fingers despite the exhaustion that permeated her entire body. It would take time to regain her strength and fully assess the extent of the damage done to her by Vlaakith’s necromancy. She knew not to take th... |
"Then... the second dragon I landed on... was Yoriln?" Lae’zel asks, eyes never leaving the sleeping tiefling. |
"Yorilneth, yes. Seemed to give your former queen quite a scare." the silver dragon chuckled. "You looked magnificent I must say, Lae’zel." |
"You make a decent mount." Lae’zel says with a small smile, reaching out to tuck an errant strand of black hair behind the tiefling’s ear. |
The action startles the infernal awake, yellow eyes wild with terror before she is fully aware of her surroundings. She shoots up, staring at Lae’zel as if seeing her for the first time. She reached out and stroked her injured fingers along the githyanki’s cheek. Lae’zel, firmly, grabbed her wrists and nuzzled her chee... |
"L-Lae’zel?" Hestra rasps, her voice soft and strained. |
"I am here, my silver." Lae’zel scowls, leaning against the dragon’s tail. |
A look of bewilderment crosses the tiefling’s face before tears well in her eyes and an immense sense of relief fills her. Lae’zel finds her self hissing in pain as she’s pulled into a tight embrace, a choked sob against her throat as her lover holds her tight. |
"By the Hells Lae’zel, I thought I LOST you!" Hestra whimpers, pressing her face against Lae’zel’s shoulder. |
"Yet you have not." Lae’zel says, nuzzling her cheek to the teifling’s temple. |
"You were so cold and the wrong shade of green and yet you’re acting like you got in a bar scuffle." Hestra sniffs, thumping her fist on Lae’zel’s chest. |
"She is a warrior through and through." Razsamurjr croons. "Fighting a scion of Vlaakith and her hunters, slaying two dragons while riding two dragons. It’s a saga that writes itself." |
"Don’t encourage her, Raz." Hestra glares at him, the silver dragon chortling in response. "I feared... the worst. That wound looked so bad, you nearly lost your arm." |
"Is that why your fingers are mangled and your voice broken?" Lae’zel asks sternly, finding relief in leaning her weight against the teifling. |
"Well..." Hestra hesitated in explaining, wincing as she hears the dragon lower their head to be closer to them. |
"When you were brought here, you were in a bad way. Our healers and mages spent days just trying to undo the havoc Vlaakith’s spell was doing to your body. You nearly lost your arm." Razsamurjr explained, dracoinc voice a grave rumble. "We know nothing of githyanki physiology and when you were not responding as one wou... |
"I see. I had accepted what my fate would be. As long as this place was safe, it would have been a most honorable death." Lae’zel retorts, feeling the tiefling thump her fist against her chest, gently, in protest. |
"This idiot here loves you so much, she played her lute until the strings snapped and her fingers bled, herself hoarse. No food, no water... no rest for nine days straight." Razsamurjr glares down at the tiefling. "I took up the singing when she passed out, to maintain the spell that was keeping you stable so you could... |
"Thanks Raz." Hestra scowled at the dragon. "You nearly died! How are you so fucking calm about this, Lae’zel?!" |
"Because I did not. I am drawing breath, I have a new battle scar and I ascended! I rode upon the back of a dragon!!" Lae’zel said breathlessly, heart racing as her memories of soaring, of battle, surged back. "The only thing that would make this sweeter is to have you under me, devouring all your body has to give me." |
Lae’zel firmly takes the tiefling’s chin in her hand, lust smoldering in her veins as she stared into those hellfire eyes. The panic and irritation were quickly overshadowed by a lust so intense, Lae’zel felt her knees tremble though that was more likely due to her exhaustion. |
"As much as I’d like to watch, Yorilneth said Lae’zel needs to focus on getting her strength back, not sapping it." The silver dragon growls, nudging his nose against Hestra to knock her off balance, separating the two. |
"As loathe as I am to the idea, Yorilneth’s wisdom should be heeded." Lae’zel sank back into the water, her burst of strength fading away. "It will take some days for my strength to return." |
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