AN- Elven translations
Corianin Korma en Umberlee- Bright Purple Ring of Umberlee (goddesss of the ocean and storms… I believe she had a bit of a backing in Luskan… hmmm)
Kawa means kneel... authoritively. I'm not sure if I conjugated it correctly… I haven't written elven in a while.
Quena means speak , Dina means quiet, Di'Thang (one of my favorites) means slave.
Sorry this took so long to get out… a lot of stuff is going on, good and bad. Anyway, this will be the final chapter of Purple (tear falls) but not the end of the story of course. I am rewriting Between Angels and Insects with a broader look into everything going on… and since it's about more than just Punkin, Meris and Amberlee I figured it should be a separate story… and it's not in 1st person and… oh well you'll get to read it.
Firilya- Ich hoffe, dass sie wirklich dieses capitel genießen… something doesn't look right… oh well it's german of course it doesn't look right. LOL, Evanescence's singer… AMY LEE, the woman I will marry remember. Jeez you can't even remember my wife's name. LOL. And that works on guys… ask me my opinion on anything and you can lure me anywhere… even shivers the womanly hygiene aisle. Damn egos.
WitchWolf- Poor Nasher… he's glad you aren't writing… but oh yeah it gets worse, much worse so maybe not. LOL. I kind of made Meris a little stronger than I should have I think… but his heritage gives him those bonus so it's not my fault. :-).I think you'll think this chapter is amazing or complete rubbish one or the other.
Tasharene- Thanks for everything… I didn't even notice how huge this chapter was… over 5500 words and not easy ones… it's ME of course. I wish I could have more comedy in this one but of course I need a little darker mood… more laughing will come though.
Chapter 14
Don't end up like me.
She looked pitiful, kneeling there and seemingly pleading with me to spare her. My pristine muscles ached with a desire to do something more than stand and look at her.
"I have done… many things I've regretted… but nothing of this… magnitude," she twitched.
What? Nearly killed your daughter? Pick a fight with someone that you assumed was weaker than you only to end up bowing before? Attempting to kill a person that has more allies than he deserves?
I clamped down on the blade that must have been legendary in its aptitude to kill foes and felt a quick pulse race up my arm. I desired to kill her. I doubted that I would feel much remorse if I did. But…
Don't end up like me.
That damn phrase racing in my head.
"If you knew the whole story… who'd understand… perhaps you would condone what I've done but…"
I really didn't know the whole story. Most people believed Nasher was a kind, gentle leader with little to no demons in his past but I knew him better than that. Perhaps it was my bardic intuition or maybe it was my curiosity.
"Go on," I said still hovering over the elf.
She looked at her daughter who was still breathing and apart from being battered and bruised she seemed okay. I knew it would take more than a few boulders falling on her head to slay the resilient girl.
"Nasher once… rescued me from the torment of a mad arch mage that intended to remove all my memories and use my talents to perform… evil tasks for him. Although I've lost most of my memories… I don't even know where I grew up; I was still able to remember much of my training in the magical arts and for a short while I stood at Nasher's side until…" she covered her eyes.
I looked over at the Lord of Neverwinter lying motionless with nothing but a cloth over what he was born with. I always wondered how someone with so many weaknesses could have once been a great adventurer. "So you and him were an item?" I asked.
"No… though I wished we could have been at the time. He was… he thought it would interfere with his career. I didn't understand what he meant until I found myself in the capture of a group of wizards known as the Red Wizards of Thay… have you heard of them?"
"I'm a bard… of course I have. So, Nasher sold you out," I said. I guess Nasher is a bigger asshole than I first thought.
"So I went from one bad state to an even worse one. Apparently I was once the property of the Red Wizards and they were… burglarized by a young upstart and they… hired Nasher with the aid of a geas to return me to them." A geas, so Nasher would have rather saved his own ass than an innocent one, I guess he hasn't changed much."
"So he didn't have much of a choice," I said.
"That wasn't what broke my heart… he betrayed me… the day I was captured… we… shared our bodies with one another…"
"I'm a big girl, I know about the birds and the bees. You had sex, go on," I said.
"Yes. It felt special… I thought I was finally safe but after we finished, the wizards arrived and I was locked up in their damn tower for so long I can't really remember when Celamn came for me."
"Amberlee's father, right?" I said.
"Yes. He said he learned of what his brother did and came after me… he seemed very different from his brother and with some amazing heroics and a lot of stealth he was able to save me. Since then we've been running from our pasts and trying to make a future for ourselves."
"So you want to kill him for taking your virginity," I grinned. What a little witch.
Her eyes revealed a renewed fire, "I want to make him suffer the way I suffered… and I will. I'll make sure he's never happy."
I'm beginning to like the way she thinks.
"You are aware that a lot of people are going to do everything in their power to stop you, right?"
"I'm prepared." She said.
You're living in a hole in the ground… you're prepared?
"Are going to kill me?"
"I haven't decided yet… depends on what you what to do with Nasher."
"I will not let him go… he's mine… he knows where it is."
"Okay… then I guess I'll have to stop you." What the hell was she after?
She stood up and the ground began to tremor, "If I have to go through you to get to Nasher… I will."
I dug my feet into the ground and gripped the hilt of my sword. I should have killed her when I had the chance.
In an instance, he appeared. I remembered his hideous face… those ugly, long horns and his smug little grin… I thought I'd never see it again.
FLASH BACK"Lena," I said to the Avariel bard as we were in search for the traitor of Neverwinter, "This is almost as big as my house." I alleged sarcastically looking through the rooms of Helm's Hood.
"Don't touch… stuff… it might be booby trapped or something," she warned, pointing her bow vigilantly to alert any more undead creatures to back away.
"Skeleton's don't lat traps." I explained.
"Yeah, but mages do," Ashmorlenna explained.
"Oh," I said and forced open a door.
Lena shook her head and said, "Okay I thought we had an under…"
"…Free Me…"
"Holy crap," I said and darted inside the room. "What the hell was that?"
Lena ran after me and the voice that kept crying out to be freed.
"Free me," the tallest creature that I had ever since towered over me.
"What… are… you?" I asked staring at its red, scaly skin and furry legs.
"I'm Chaohinon of the Void and I…"
"Can I call you Chi-Chi?" I asked the strange creature.
"I'm a demon of immense power… I was the driving force behind the devastation you see before you and I am not all here …" he said as I shook my head idly not understanding a word he said. I touched the magical barrier around him.
"Punkin!" Lena exclaimed and I pulled my hand back. "This is a demon… we must be careful, a planar creature should never be trusted."
"But he's in that cage… he can't be dangerous… you are a he," I said turning to the creature.
"I am a male…"
"See, I know what I'm doing… so what will I get if I help you… three wishes, right?" I inquired, clasping my hands together.
"I am not a genie in a bottle…"
"Gotta rub you the right way," I sang and then laughed. "Sorry I had to do that." I sang.
The demon looked over to Lena, "Is she allowed to behave this way?"
Lena shook her head, "I think she even talks as she sleeps."
"So where's the off switch," I asked as I circled around the force field.
Ashmorlenna mumbled, "We could ask the same about you."
"There is no… switch… I need you to complete the ritual that the mage has not…" the demon explained.
"Desther?" I asked.
"Yes I do believe that was name but…"
"Man, he's dumb and lazy… what a combo… okay what do you need?" I asked.
"Punkin." Lena grabbed my arm. "WE are no going to free this thing…"
"You're right," I said.
"I am?" Lena looked confused.
"Yeah, WE are not… I will," I said and tried to pull away from her but her grip was too strong.
"Listen, Punkin," she took a deep breath. "This guy is bad news and if we let him free he'll just lie, cheat and kill."
"But it could be fun," I said with a coy smile.
"Okay let's weigh the options." Lena held out her two hands and raised the left one up an inch, "A little fun," then dropped her right one below her knee. "But we might die."
I stroked my chin, "Hmmmm."
"See I'm right."
"Death can't be that bad," I replied. Lena's jaw dropped.
The demon laughed and said, "I like that girl's style."
"Just be quiet… you'll need your strength to sustain your life until someone really imperceptive comes along and assists you…"
"But the girl..."
With the speed of a goddess Lena swung her bow and the shaft hit me square across the head. Then Lena finished the demon's statement. "Won't be helping you. Goodnight."
And the next thing I remember was seeing Fenthick standing over me, praying.
XOXOXO
"Chi-chi," I said with a crooked smile. "So how have you been?"
His crimson eyes grew darker as he leaned over to get a better look at me.
"It's not like I grew that much in what… four years… well I guess I have some improvements," I said looking at my body. "But nothing that would hide the fact that I'm me…"
"You're still a chatterbox," he said in a deep strong voice.
"Pretty much… most bards are," I said. "So, I'm guessing that the witch over there freed you… right?"
"She did… and she only wished one thing from me…" he said as he went over to Nasher.
"Well, I need to warn you that I'm obligated to defend the decrepit old man in his undies," I said with my hands on my hips.
"You'd try to fight a demon," Celeste said feebly.
I pointed to Meris, "I have a little practice and I hear that they aren't as terrifying as lore has set them out to be." I pulled out Patheon, "My blade loves demonic blood also… just a little bonus."
"That's the blade that the winged little tramp had…"
"Ashmorlenna… the tramp has a name. So," I took a step forward. "Do we do this the easy way or the hard way?"
The demon stepped toward me and Patheon flashed a quick scarlet twinkle that ran across the blade and was gone as soon as it appeared. He stopped.
"What the hell was that?" he demanded.
"Like I said… my rapier is keen of demonic derivations." I said as I made a mock cross slash in his direction.
I knew if I was going to fight him I had to hurry, but I didn't want to make the first move… it wasn't my style but the demon could just be stalling for my spells to wear off. To attack or not to attack, I guess that was the question.
"I have no desire to fight… you," he said as he fired a short red ray into the heart of Nasher. I grabbed my two swords and rushed at the demon but… with a quick burst of light he was gone.
"Damn it," I swore, leaning over to see the condition of Lord Nasher. He was still breathing, but he was pretty bruised up. I assumed he'd be okay. "What the hell did he do?"
Celeste smiled, "You'll find out in due time but for now…" She began to move toward something in her pocket. Without a lingering thought I darted across the room and tackled the moon elf just as she was getting herself ready to teleport.
XOXOXO"You still have not retuned with the Corianin Korma en Umberlee…" I heard a thunderous voice cry out, waking me from my sleep.
"There's been a lot of compli…."
"I have no need for your mortal excuses… get it…" the loud cry echoed through what looked like a cavern.
"Your excellency," the voice of Celamn joined the conversation. "What do you wish for us to do with the young bard?"
A long silence followed this statement then the cheerless voice said, "Dispose of her… I have no use for another human play thing."
"Sir," Celamn continued. "Perhaps with the device that my beloved placed on her we could… dominate her… we could use her to help with your glorious restoration."
"Perhaps… I'll allow you to make that judgment but if she interferes with my progress…"
"We will destroy her," Celeste said with no resonance of emotion in her voice.
This isn't looking good… I have to do something and quick. I looked around for any type of exit. None. No rocks or anything. Damn it, I thought as I ran my fingers around the nape of my neck. Iciness ran up my fingers. I felt around a little more… some type of metal 'collar' was around my neck. I looked for a chain. None. What the hell was this thing?
"So," Celeste peered through the wrought-iron bars that separated the two of us. "I see that fates have seem to have rolled into my favor." I opened my mouth to speak but she interrupted, "Don't waste what little strength you have left to talk… that little necklace has you completely under my control and I like my slaves quiet."
The fates are like the wind… they'll sway back my way sooner or later, I thought, realizing she was right as I couldn't even force a sound out of my throat. So, my secret weapon was gone… I grabbed my side. Nothing.
"Your damn little sword is away… along with your little trinkets… what's with you bards and collecting junk anyway, I swear you could run a shop out of your own pack."
Celamn walked over slowly, keeping his eyes from meeting mine. He was weak… I was slowly learning that. "Miss Capernum… we have a proposition for you…" I shook my head profusely from side to side.
"See she is stubborn… just like our daughter…" Celeste said.
"Maybe if she hears us out… perhaps she'll be willing."
Nope, never.
"You are a bard so I'm guessing you know about the Unicorn Run."
I starred blankly… little kids know of the Unicorn Run.
"Bards and sages pass down the tale the headwaters of the Unicorn Run are," explained the moon elf, "in truth, the Font of Life, and a cradle of fecundity. Each natural race is said to have emerged from the womb of Chauntea onto Abriel-Toril at the river's source and then traveled down the Unicorn Run to the outside world. Some say a daughter of Chauntea resides at the river's source to usher the newborns into the world, while others claim that Shialla midwives the process.
"Regardless of the truth, the lore of elves, and most other races claim that the Unicorn Run is sacred to life and a site of incredible purity…"
So what? You want to be these babies' momma too and screw them up the way you've done to Amberlee?
Celamn added in, "We are in search for a rare and powerful set of artifacts believed to have been worn by the Goddess Umberlee."
Umberlee… that explains Celeste's constant bitchy attitude.
"We intend to use these to resurrect… well you'll learn that in due time, my child… so what do you say… do you want to be a part of something greater than yourself?"
I lifted my hand up to my chest, clenched my fist, then I gave her them the number one sign… with my middle finger, of course.
Celeste threw her hand up, "You insolent little brat… KAWA!"
I felt an excruciating fire run through my body and the next thing I remember… I'm kneeling in front of Celeste.
"I have ways… life-threatening ways to make people do what I want them to," she said and turned to walk away. "Remember that."
He will come for me.
XOXOXO
Ten days… ten long days… they really thought that taking away my voice, and food and sunlight would actually break me… I wasn't that pathetic.
Celeste glared at me with a long, tomblike stare through her emerald green eyes as if she was trying to get a quick glimpse into my soul.
"Why in Nine Hells are you being so bloody difficult… can't you see that you are being given an opportunity of a lifetime?" She tried to persuade me.
Yeah right… and lose my life in the process… no thanks.
She punched the bar demonstrating her superior strength and bending one of the black poles as if it were nothing at all.
"My Master grows impatient… he needs the artifact and we need some strong, brave and swift like yourself…"
Find a damn mule… I ain't going in search of a god-forsaken ring worn by a sea hag on her menses.
She shook her head. "What would it take to convince you… gold… power… status? I could get you anything you want."
I opened my eyes wide and pulled at the collar.
"Quena…" Celeste said and starred at me a second. "Speak, child before I lose my temper."
"…I…" I stammered out. "I can talk?"
"Yes… but only if I allow it… remember I AM your master now."
"Sure, sure… yeah, yeah… anyway, what I want is," I stroke my chin. "Oh, I know…"
Celeste's face grew more serious.
"MY foot in your…"
"KAWA!" The pain shot through me… I was getting used to that and although it still hurt… the pain went away faster with each form of torture she used against me.
"You're just a pathetic…"
"DINA!"
My voice left me again…she must not have liked the truth I was telling her.
"You fall to realize that your life is hanging by a thread and I could end it very quickly."
I crossed my arms waiting for her to do it. She glared hard at me and I sent the look back at her…
"Mistress Celeste…" An overweight and out of shade (are you sue that's the word you wanted here?) guard sprinted… well trotted over to us. "We have an… issue that requires your input…"
"What is it now, Di'thang?" Celeste spat.
"We have a minor… situation," the half-orc said, as he stood tall at attention with his enormous spear held over his head. "Three of your guards are dead…"
"What! Who is responsible?"
"I… I do not know but the spy you have keeping tabs on the half-demon and your daughter has not sent any message in two days…"
"And why wasn't I notified?"
"We… didn't want you to have to be involved in our matters… we will take care of this… I just need to make sure you are safe… you are our only hope."
Celeste smiled. What a friggin' egomaniac…
"The bard may also need to be moved…""No… I have better ideas… get that scanty little tiefling over here… we are going to use the human girl as bait… do you have any information other than that?"
"I have investigated the breach and believe that the intruder has used some type of dimensional doorway to come through… much like the way our soon-to-guardian does. Also, I believe that it is just a single individual…"
"That damn monster doesn't know how the hell to stay out of things that do not concern him." Celeste spat.
My life concerns him, wench.
"Set up a barrier around this floor and the one below…" Celeste directed.
"Do you think we should set up the anti-magic field on this floor or the one below?" Di'Thang asked.
Celeste grinned, "It would be interesting to see if the mage could defeat our drider without the use of any magic, wouldn't it hon?"
Celamn stood motionless then said, "Below would be best… we may need to fight up here… since there is no escape without a portal."
Meris… please be safe… and prepared… and most of all be strong and courageous. Remember, I believe in you.
XOXOXO
My heart was pounding… I couldn't hear anything but I could feel all the tension in the air… I knew that Meris, my hero, was overwhelming the Hold and that it was only going to be a matter of time before I was free.
I wondered about all the things I have learned while being imprisoned here. What the hell were they after? I knew it was some type of artifact… and most likely of great magical power but why? And who or what were they trying to bring back or create or whatever the Hell they were trying to accomplish? And most of all, why was Neverwinter going to stand in the way so much that Celeste could get the aid of so many powerful creatures?
"So sweetie," that voice… that damn voice of that damn assassin came from nowhere. I looked around but couldn't see her. "Don't worry you aren't suppose to see me… I'm just wrapping up some lose ends before I get my gold and get the hell off Fae'run."
What the hell are you talking about?
"A lot of things are about to happen… and I don't want to be around when they do," Tela explained. "Being in the middle of a God-war is the last thing I want to be any part of."
God-war?
"I don't want to even see the damn Goddess in flesh and blood… sends chills down my back actually… don't move, you've got more traps around you than hairs on your head."
I took a step forward and a small burst of flames ran up my leg.
"See… I don't lie… cheat and steal - yeah… but I don't lie. Anyway, you seem like you got common sense and aren't one of those headstrong adventurer types… I suggest you find the first boat off this damned land and start a new life somewhere else… well, that's all I've been paid to do… I gotta make tracks… hope to see you alive… you are one damn good fighter… you might even beat me one day. Perhaps."
Thanks Telaya… I think… but you're wrong about one thing. I am one of those headstrong adventurers… and whatever these lunatics are trying to pull… I'll stop them.
XOXOXO
"THE DRIDER'S BEEN DEFEATED… REPEAT, THE DRIDER IS DEAD!" the shouts came after I had stood perfectly still for over two hours.
I sighed… now hurry the Hell up before I send you where you sent the dride, Merisr.
Just as I finished that thought, a huge skeleton warrior charged through the door, followed by five others, all wielding greatswords dripping with scarlet blood. They efficiently overmatched the guards standing at the front of the room I was placed in and made their way toward me. I tried to scream… but nothing came out… the skeletons marched forward to me and one by one blew up into skeletal piece in front of my eyes as trap after trap disengaged and set off.I looked at the front door… still hoping for any movement. Minutes… that seemed like days… went by. Where are you Meris?
Celamn then walked in. "You thought you could defeat us?" he said as he walked in followed by what seemed like a demon… full grown and full blooded, carrying my Meris. "Your folly will be your downfall."
Meris looked up and said, "I've come for one thing… I couldn't give a damn about whatever the hell else you are trying to accomplish but Punkin…"
"Your girlfriend is unharmed… see… well, at least for now. You see, you two have put us in a tough position… you both have declarations to Neverwinter and this won't be tolerated by our Master…"
"I will not depart without her," Meris said dryly.
"Do you denounce Neverwinter?"
"…No…"
"Then you must die," Celamn said casting a fireball spell at Meris and the demon. It dispersed a few strides in front of them. "What…"
The demon let Meris go. "The master doesn't want this harmed… he is powerful… even beyond your beloved Celeste and will soon be turning tide of our storm," the demon explained.
"I don't take orders from bound demonic creatures," Celamn said and began to cast another spell. It was easily counter spelled by the demon.
"Your magic is useless… the Master is awakened… he will so lead US into our new home," the demon retorted and without any stress in his voice cast a spell that caused Celamn to fall to the ground… seemingly dead. The demon then turned to Meris. "Our Master is roused… we tire of being bound and lead asunder… he will be our new God… Fae'run's new God and we will be his chosen ones."
Meris looked up at the taller demon and said, "I have no need of favor from the Gods… all I want is someone that's true… and the gods are everything but that."
"You denounce your brethren…"
"Empathetically…"
Hearing that sharp response the demon reared his claws back and ran them into the side of Meris. When he pulled them out, they were dripping green and the liquid seemed to crawl up the skin of the demon.
"What?"
"Our informants in Neverwinter had me well-prepared… that's a little spell created to kill demons… it uses my blood as a necromantic planar solvent to eat away at your skin… thank my Master Takrath for that one." Meris explained as he swallowed a potion as he fell to one knee.
The demon slowly disappeared into the darkness of the room. Meris grinned as he felt his wound, "And by the way, I've taken worse strikes for girls."
My sarcastic, foolish hero.
Meris called a thunderous spell that was followed by the sound of hundreds of clicks. "Find Trap… nice addition to my arsenal," he said then tried to open the bars.
"Locked?" he fumbled in his pack, "were is that thing… ah ha… Open Door," he used the scroll and as it disappeared, the door opened and my collar fell off.
"Finally," I said rubbing my neck. "What in Nine Hells took you so long… I swear I could have called on the power of Tyr and he would have got here faster…"
"I accept your gratitude," Meris said and grabbed me by the hand. "We have to get the hell out of here."
"Why?" I asked as he pulled me to the middle of the room.
"Master Gend and others from the city are outside and they are going to unleash a multitude of spells and traps that will have this tower in more of a scrap heap than before," Meris explained.
"But… Patheon… and my stuff," I said looking around.
"Don't worry about it… you can get more stuff… you're rich, aren't you."
"No… there is no other Patheon… it's one of a kind… I'm not even sure if it is from this plane."
"We have to leave," he said as I started rummaging through everything for my stuff.
"I'll rather die than to lose that… it was a gift from…"
"Ashmorlenna… I know," Meris said and started to look around with me.
I found everything from scrolls to magical instruments… that I stuffed in Meris' pack of course… no need to leave them behind… but no Patheon.
"Looking for this?" said the voice of Celeste. Who appeared out of nowhere. I need to find some way to know when my enemies are trying to sneak up on me… or it'll be the death of me one day. She twirled my rapier in her hand.
"Drop it… or else…" I said.
"Or else what… you sic your demon on me? I'm shaking in my boots. Doesn't this thing have a certain strength against demons, anyway?" she teased.
"Yes… but it was a certain power that I've forgotten to mention… it likes me… a lot," I said and the blade burst with a bright red light that blinded the elf. I took this opportunity to run over and swipe the weapon from her hand. I ran to the portal that Meris had just open and said, "You're lucky I don't have the time to stick around and kill you. I have places to be and people to see and I can't…" Meris pulled my shoulder and tugged me through the portal.
XOXOXO
"We are glad you are safe," Sharwyn said as I stood in front of her a mere three hours after my ordeal. "I hope you have good things to tell us in your return."
"Well, I think we stopped them from doing whatever it was that they wanted to do… I have a bunch of new accessories to play around with…" I grinned.
Aarin Gend walked out of the shadows. This was the first time in three years that I had seen him… he was always so mysterious… with a certain darkness always around him. "We have reason to believe that Neverwinter is in for some troubled times."
"I heard them mention something about a God-war…"
Sharwyn rubbed her eye, "Damn it… I knew you were dense but never this dense…"
"What?"
"Someone… or something is trying to ascend to level of a God… or Goddess," Sharwyn explained. "Which means one of two things… one could be that a God has past on and since I haven't heard any news of that… I assume we are dealing with number two… someone is going to try to kill a God."
"Oh… but I thought Gods were immortal," I inquired. Of course, I believed the idea that these celestial beings floating and gloating over us were a bunch of bull.
Sharwyn smiled. "It's far more complicated than that… haven't you taken a religion course? Have you?"
"I'd just get kicked out," I said.
Sharwyn shook her head, "As a fellow bard and a bit of an expert in adornment lore, you are aware of some of the many items that can give a person enhanced power… even those that could rival those of Gods."
"They mentioned a Corianin Korma en Umberlee I've never heard of it, though."
"Nor have I but we need to figure what it is… it might be our only hope for preservation."
XOXOXONeverwinter was now in a frenzy and the Academy became filled to the brim with youth seeking to protect it and although a year had past with no reminiscence of any type of an attack brewing against Neverwinter… I knew that we weren't out of harm's way.
I found out that Amberlee wanted to go with Meris to rescue me but was forced, physically and magically, from doing so… she was still healing from her wounds that her mother gave her and not in a perfect state of mind… she may never get there.
Meris and I haven't seen a lot of each other since that day… we both are in heavy training to protect our city… but we talk on occasion. I still hold him in the highest regards as my dearest, truest friend. Everything seemed to have been going perfect until the day Meris received the news of his mother's death…
"I…I cannot believe…she's gone," Meris told me as I was finishing up a sparring lesson with some weapon master in training.
"She was really young to die… what was she… about 500?"
"She was over 600," Meris explained, "but she was still young… I have to go see the funeral."
"I'm going too," I said.
"NO… you're…"
"I am and that's final," I said and gave him a hug. "Anyway, we need some 'alone time'."
"Linu is sending Amberlee with me… she's busy with some shipment to Evermeet or something… I guess you'd be jealous if the two of us went on a month long journey together anyway."
Me… jealous… never. Now shut your mouth before you ruin the mood. "So, what do I tell everyone in your hometown about me? You know, my association with you..."
Meris looked like a kobold trying to figure out how to swim.
"Girlfriend it is then," I said with a huge smile and hugged him again. "This will be our greatest adventure together, yet."
Meris shook his head. "Everyday is an adventure with you."
The End
AN- That was easily the most polished story I ever completed over 100000 words... easily. I want to thank everyone that has, will and will EVER read this story. Reviews would be good as well but of course this is my charity to the world. Waves hand piously I do this for you guys. Anyway, I've been playing on a lot of server games online, which is a different for me... I prefer going solo... anyway, if Meris seems less powerful in Angels and Insects it's because I think I'm starting to get a getter grasp on how levels should actually be gained... Neverwinter didn't do the D & D system justice... anyway, I have to go... it's weird that I'm posting this the day I'm leaving NY... very weird... okay, I have to go find some my stuff and pack... adidos.