This is my first Romance! Before I continue I would like to thank Lostsoul 01 for inspiring me to try a romance!
Oh and I don't own anything besides the names of the characters.
Chapter 1: Faint Love
It was yet another beautiful day in Tipa. One would hardly beleive that the world was serounded by the miasma.
It was time for the crystal caravan to leave and collect the preaciace myrrh to keep the large crystal glowing,
and the miasma at bay. The caravan would consist of to individuals, a clavat boy and a selkie girl, both in there teens.
The clavat's name was Kota and the selkies was Tarina. They both awoke quite early in the morning and prepared.
Kota got dressed and grabbed his sword while Tarina grabed her racket. They bid farwell to there families and
prepared there wagon. Once all was in order, they rode off with there chalice. But there was a problem, you see
there families didn't exactly get along, and neither did they! The clavat's parents gave there boy permission to wack
her with the heaviest thing he could find if she so much as laid one, as they say "Filthy, parasite ridden selkie
finger on him!" and the selkie was given permission to pound him into flan jelly if he so much as looked at her funny,
both children gratefully agreed.
"So clavet, you think you can handle getting the myrrh, or are you going to run home if you see a goblin like the spineless
creature you are?"
"I should ask you the same thing selkie scum!"
"Flan!"
"Muck!"
"Sahigan!"
"Orc!"
And so they continued throwing around insults for a good hour, until...
"I can't beleive I'm being forced to work with a foul smelling, dirt low clavat!"
"Well than why don't I turn around and take you back to Tipa, I'm sure I would do much better without an ugly gargoyle
to hold me back!"
"Well at least I know how to fight, you on the other hand couldn't break a rotted twig!"
"Oh, so now you're a fighting expert!"
"Would you like a first hand demonstration!?"
The wagon stopped and the clavat picked up his sword.
"Bring it on selkie scum!"
Taria toke her racket and lunged at Kota. He gaurded with his sword and tried to get her in the side but he missed.
Taria swung here racket at him and was able to knock him out of the back of the wagon. She jumped on him but he
knocked her behind him and they rolled down a hill, gaurding with there weapons. But they forgot something very important,
the chalice. They were very far from its light and they soon noticed.
"I...can't...breath!"
"We...gotta...get...back...to...the...chalice!"
They made there way up the hill, but the miasma had already seaped into there lungs and the selkie,
being the one who exerted herself the most, passed out from exhaustion.
"Ta...Tarina get...up!"
The clavat didn't know why, but he picked her up and carried her wearily back into the crystal's barrier.
She woke up after a bit and imediatly swung her racket at him. He dodged, grabed her arm, and pulled her face a few inches
from his.
"Enough! I think that is all the fighting we need today, save some for the journey."
He let go and got back at the reigns, for some reason he didn't want to brag about saving her. Tarina got back in the
wagon and soon came to a conclusion.
'He saved me, but why?' she asked herself.
"Hey." she called to the clavet.
"What?"
"Why did you save me?"
"Because if you die the elder would never forgive me."
She knew there was another reason, but was to tired to try and figure thet out and simply sed...
"Thanks."
So how was my first romance, please reveiw, I want at least one before I continue.
Oh and I don't own anything besides the names of the characters.
Chapter 1: Faint Love
It was yet another beautiful day in Tipa. One would hardly beleive that the world was serounded by the miasma.
It was time for the crystal caravan to leave and collect the preaciace myrrh to keep the large crystal glowing,
and the miasma at bay. The caravan would consist of to individuals, a clavat boy and a selkie girl, both in there teens.
The clavat's name was Kota and the selkies was Tarina. They both awoke quite early in the morning and prepared.
Kota got dressed and grabbed his sword while Tarina grabed her racket. They bid farwell to there families and
prepared there wagon. Once all was in order, they rode off with there chalice. But there was a problem, you see
there families didn't exactly get along, and neither did they! The clavat's parents gave there boy permission to wack
her with the heaviest thing he could find if she so much as laid one, as they say "Filthy, parasite ridden selkie
finger on him!" and the selkie was given permission to pound him into flan jelly if he so much as looked at her funny,
both children gratefully agreed.
"So clavet, you think you can handle getting the myrrh, or are you going to run home if you see a goblin like the spineless
creature you are?"
"I should ask you the same thing selkie scum!"
"Flan!"
"Muck!"
"Sahigan!"
"Orc!"
And so they continued throwing around insults for a good hour, until...
"I can't beleive I'm being forced to work with a foul smelling, dirt low clavat!"
"Well than why don't I turn around and take you back to Tipa, I'm sure I would do much better without an ugly gargoyle
to hold me back!"
"Well at least I know how to fight, you on the other hand couldn't break a rotted twig!"
"Oh, so now you're a fighting expert!"
"Would you like a first hand demonstration!?"
The wagon stopped and the clavat picked up his sword.
"Bring it on selkie scum!"
Taria toke her racket and lunged at Kota. He gaurded with his sword and tried to get her in the side but he missed.
Taria swung here racket at him and was able to knock him out of the back of the wagon. She jumped on him but he
knocked her behind him and they rolled down a hill, gaurding with there weapons. But they forgot something very important,
the chalice. They were very far from its light and they soon noticed.
"I...can't...breath!"
"We...gotta...get...back...to...the...chalice!"
They made there way up the hill, but the miasma had already seaped into there lungs and the selkie,
being the one who exerted herself the most, passed out from exhaustion.
"Ta...Tarina get...up!"
The clavat didn't know why, but he picked her up and carried her wearily back into the crystal's barrier.
She woke up after a bit and imediatly swung her racket at him. He dodged, grabed her arm, and pulled her face a few inches
from his.
"Enough! I think that is all the fighting we need today, save some for the journey."
He let go and got back at the reigns, for some reason he didn't want to brag about saving her. Tarina got back in the
wagon and soon came to a conclusion.
'He saved me, but why?' she asked herself.
"Hey." she called to the clavet.
"What?"
"Why did you save me?"
"Because if you die the elder would never forgive me."
She knew there was another reason, but was to tired to try and figure thet out and simply sed...
"Thanks."
So how was my first romance, please reveiw, I want at least one before I continue.