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MEMOIRS OF AN OUTSIDER

Chapter: 17 "It's good to be the Captain"

Upon Light's departure, the news of the controversial scene involving the two naked women was rapidly the center of all conversations. Khy had no

idea that the innocent situation had been viewed as a change of heart for the two men who loved her. She walked over and sat down at the table with

a few of her friends. Sal appeared and she ordered a small mug of elven spiced wine. The tension of asking her flat out what happened behind closed

doors or to just keep quiet, was driving her companions crazy. Finally, Shandra blurted out, "Why were you two, umm…. Unclothed"? "Meditation",

Khy said as she sipped her wine and grinned, "Among other things". Heads snapped in her direction with the statement with mouths agape. Khy giggled

and said, "Do you want to know what happened while we were alone"? Faces nodded and Bishop moved to a chair near to where she sat. Khy began

to tell them how Light helped her to understand the extreme emotions flooding her senses. How the conflict raged in her soul and would have eventually

destroyed her sanity. "She taught me how to control and use these new attributes", She said, "and about love and sex". "Love and sex". Neeshka

reiterated. Khy nodded and finished her wine. "Child", Elanee said, "They are curious if you and she…… umm… loved". "No", Khy replied, "Not that

she didn't offer". Khy could see the paladin and Bishop suddenly relax in their chairs, when she said, "She is an exceptionally beautiful woman, don't

you think"? "I'm sure the invitation will remain open". Khy got up and walked to the fireplace, biting her lips to keep from laughing. "Let them stew

over that a bit", she thought.

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The following days were spent on minor quests around the Blacklake area of the city. A lute contest and a duet with Grobnar, the final confrontation

with Leldon, a trip into the crypts and back to the castle. Khy met with the new Luskan ambassador, Sydney Natalie, and received information on

Black Garius and his plans at Crossroad Keep. The King's orders were to assist the city's mages in assaulting the Keep and in stopping Garius. The

group received horses from the King for the urgent expedition and they quickly purchased supplies. It would be a two-day trip on horseback at a

steady pace. Qara refused to go, "I don't like horses"! Was her lame excuse. The band of champions mounted their steeds, said their goodbyes and

headed south toward Crossroad Keep.

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They road for more than half the distance the first day before stopping to make camp and rest. Everyone had their tasks to perform when setting up

their campsite. Casavir and Bishop usually walked the perimeter of the area to check for any impending dangers, while the others prepared the tents

and the campfire. Khy brushed down the horses before leading the animals down to the little stream for water. She sat looking up at the stars when

she heard the rustling of leaves behind her. Khy slowly reached for her dagger and then noticed the familiar smell of incense. "Hello my lady". Casavir

said as he sat next to her on the fallen tree trunk. She looked over at the striking man and smiled as she hugged herself trying to ward off the frosty

night air. Casavir could see she was cold and wrapped his cloak around her and held her tight. "My lady", he said softly, "There is something I must

confess to you". She looked into his eyes that now reflected a deep blue from the shadows of the evening, and waited. He told her of his relationship

with Ophala, the distressing choice he made and lastly of the tragic death of the nobleman's son. The sad tale touched her as she reached for him and

said, "Do you love her Cas"?

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"Her heart will always dwell within mine", he said, "But I do not feel for her what I feel for you my lady". He pulled her close and kissed her with

the passion and love overflowing from inside his ever-serious facade. She ached for him when she saw the love he felt for her in his adoring blue eyes.

She gave in to him as he dragged her onto his lap, and then fumbled to loosen her armor and bodice. The sudden rush of chilly air caused her nipples to

contract as he buried his face into her generous bosom. He caressed her breasts and pressed them against his face as he covered her with soft wet

kisses. Khy held his shoulders and arched her back as she felt the warmth of his mouth encase a hard nipple and begin to suckle. Fiery needles flowed up

and down her spine and she softly moaned from the intensity of his touch. He pushed her breasts together, sucking both nipples at once making small

grunting noises from his pleasure. Khy could feel a longing, a deep need for something she could not describe. He was breathing hard when he

suddenly stopped and pulled away, covering her as he apologized for his lack of control.

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Khy gathered the reins of the horses and tied them near the water. She took Casavir's hand and he followed her back to camp, trying to hide the

obvious bulge in his breeches with his long cloak. She led him into her tent, removed her armor and wool tunic and then began to take off his armor

and sherts. She kissed his strong muscular chest and caressed his massive shoulders. "My lady", he said, "We cannot do….. "Sshhh", she whispered as

she unlaced his breeches and released the hard mass they contained. Khy pushed the great man down onto a large mound of blankets and furs then

knelt down between his legs. Light had taught her a few techniques on gratifying a man, and now she wanted very much to please this one. She took

the hard shaft into her hands and heard him moan at her touch. He began to protest as she gently stroked him and caressed the wrinkled sacks that

hung below. He groaned loudly as he felt her warm lips upon his throbbing cock that was full with need. When she enclosed her mouth around his

engorged organ and began to draw him in and then release, he whimpered in rapture. Khy pulled the hooded skin away from the head and then

encircled it with her tongue. She flicked the tiny slit and nibbled along the ridges underneath. Casavir was lost in sweet ecstasy as she quickened her

pace adding upright strokes to his pulsating rod. He buried his hands into her long silver locks, feeling her head move up and down as he felt his loins

tense. He cried out loudly and shook as he felt himself peak and then discharge the hot fluid of his fervor.

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He sat panting; gulping air in short bursts as Khy lifted her head and saw the look of pure contentment upon his face. He gathered her into his arms

and kissed her, tasting the saltiness of his release upon her lips. Their tongues intertwined in a ballet of passion as they sought to engulf one another

in the craze of sensation. "I have not… no one ever…. Oh my lady"! He said holding her close. She could feel him tremble from the intense liberation of

his pent up emotions and she smiled with satisfaction. "Khy", he whispered, "I would never have requested such as that from you". "It is my duty

to resist those urges". "Do you think my lord paladin", she said as she brushed his lips with hers, "That you can resist me". He laughed at her

playful taunting and then suddenly his mood changed to one of a serious nature. He held her small face with his hands and looked deep into her shinning

eyes saying, "I love you Khy, and I am honored just to be near you". She knew he was waiting for her to return his feelings, to say that she loved him

too, but she could not, not yet. As if he read her mind he said, "I will always be here waiting, until you are ready my love".

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It took all their resources to conquer Black Garius and his henchmen at the dilapidated keep. The information they gathered told them of an even

greater threat they were thus far to face, the King of Shadows. With Aldanon safe, and the evil ritual stopped, the weary group started back for

Neverwinter. They finally arrived at the City Watch's headquarters and spoke with Aldanon about the prisoner obtained from the keep. Zhjaeve was

her name and she resembled the Githyanki somewhat, but Khy could feel the distinction between this woman and the fearsome assassins. The woman

explained that she was Githzerai and their creed differed from Githyanki in that she was here to assist Khy in her endeavors. "Know that I will aid the

shard-bearer in her fight against her enemy and mine—The King of Shadows". Everyone was very wary of this new "ally", but Khy knew that she

spoke the truth. Sir Nevalle signaled Khy and she went to him giving him the facts on her covert mission for him on the Luskan spies in their midst. Nevalle

explained that for her heroic defense of Neverwinter, the King had bestowed the title of Captain upon her and she was now the owner of the ruined

Crossroad Keep. With the excitement of the gift, she embraced Nevalle and he returned the gesture by holding her tight and lifting her from her feet.

She thanked him and returned to the others bubbling with the wonderful news.

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They rushed into the Flagon and Khy ran to Duncan to give him the news of her promotion and endowment of property. Duncan told her of his

happiness and of the sadness, he would feel when she left the inn. She knew he would not leave his establishment, but she asked just the same. They

borrowed a wagon to haul all of their belongings to their new home and began packing immediately. Khy and her friends spent their last night at the

Sunken Flagon in a grand celebration and Khy promised her uncle that she would return for visits. Sir Nevalle along with Khy's knight, Sir Grayson

came to the inn and joined in the festivities as Grobnar entertained them all on his lute. Sir Grayson asked if he might have a dance with his squire as

he led Khy out onto the floor. "You have honored me my lady", the knight said, "Your deeds are such that legends are made". Khy blushed with the

high praise from a true knight of Neverwinter as he paraded her around the room. She enjoyed dancing with Casavir, Nevalle, Khelgar and even Sand

gave her a whirl. She looked over to see Bishop staring at her as he sat alone near the fireplace with Karnwyr at his feet. Khy bounded over to the

brooding man and asked if he wanted to dance. He replied, "I don't dance", and returned to his tankard. Qara was not at her usual place at Bishop's side

and Khy skimmed the room and then spied the little witch using her charms on Sir Grayson. She laughed to herself and thought about warning the striking

man, but thought better of the idea. "I'm sure he can take care of himself".

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She said farewell to her home of the last six months and to her uncle Duncan, who embraced her and kissed her forehead telling her to return soon.

Excitement was in the air as they left to embark on a new chapter in their lives. It took three days with the horses and the slow moving wagon to

reach the Keep. There was much to do as Khy met with her Keep lieutenant, Kana, and the man who would reconstruct the rundown place, Master

Veedle. Kana told her that she needed sergeants and Greycloaks to help in maintaining and guarding the keep. She gave instructions to Master Veedle

on what to rebuild first and on a few other special requests she had in mind. Khy had amassed a small fortune on the quests she had accomplished and

planned to use a great deal of it in the restorations. Along with the gold that the King had allotted, she was sure that all the refurbishments could be

completed. Khy would now be on the hunt for personnel to run the different areas of her new home.

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A week had passed and Master Veedle along with his men had completed the fortifications as well as the main building. The lavish suites for her

friends and the other necessary rooms had been accomplished. Khy looked forward to the look on her companion's faces when she presented their

new living quarters. She asked her associates to bring along their animal friends as she opened the door to a room fitted especially for them that also

included an outdoor balcony and passage down to the large courtyard below. "This is not necessary", Elanee said, "You do not need to coddle the

creatures". "Without their help in the skirmishes we fought, we may not have prevailed". Khy replied. "They deserve nothing less". They let her

have her way and retired to their new accommodations to unpack. Khy walked over to her room and opened the large wooden door. She stepped into the

sumptuous surroundings and squealed with glee as she explored every nook and finally jumped on the very large bed covered with down mattresses and

linen sheets. Behind the thick drapes in the corner was the new bathing vessel she had specially made. It was more than three times the size of the one

that Duncan had given her and Veedle had worked out a way for the massive tub to be drained. "I can't wait to use this"! She thought as she gazed

around the room and smiled.

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The women were enjoying a fragment of time together, drinking tea and discussing tidbits of life as they sat around one of the tables in the banquet

room. Everyone was settling into their new surroundings quite nicely, and the keep began to seem like home. Khy took the opportunity to ask her

friends about their personal opinions on the two men she hoped to soon bed. "It will be your first time", Elanee said softly, "Casavir will be kind and

considerate to your needs". "You're not actually thinking about that evil bastard Bishop"! Shandra shouted. "He only wants you for the conquest

and the complete destruction of your innocence". "Maybe your right", Khy said, "Bishop is not known for his gentleness or understanding".

"Don't look at me", Qara shouted, "The only time that we did anything involving sex was entirely one sided"! "What are you saying Qara"?

Elanee asked. "He wanted me to…. You know, with my hand". "I told you he was a scum sucking pig", Shandra said angrily, "Please do not let

that animal ruin this for you"!

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Bishop had been secretly listening to the conversation from the adjacent room and blanched at the comments made about him. He could not bear to

hear anymore of the disparaging remarks, and ran out of the building through a side passage. "It's all true", he thought, "I'm not worthy of her". He

knew what he was and that she would not willingly give herself to him. "But why not"! He thought. Many of the whores had told him he was a wonderful

lover, so why would she not want him. "The fucking paladin, that's why". He thought. He began to despise her and her so-called friends. The pain and

suffering he had endured throughout his life, was now focused on a plan of revenge. "It won't be long", he thought, "I can wait until the time is right".

"The Captain will soon know what her "whipping boy" is really capable of doing"! He had wanted her more than anything, wanted to feel her next

to him and to finally say the words he had not felt until her. "Love"! He said as he spat the vile taste from his mouth and hurried away from the keep.

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Neeshka had been quiet during the banter on the dark ranger's shortcomings and now decided to speak."Khy", she said, "Do you remember anything

of what happened after Lorne's death"? Khy shuddered with the thought and she shook her head no, as she said, "No one has told me and I haven't

asked". Neeshka looked at her friend and began to describe the events at Ember. Neeshka informed Khy of the condition in which she and Bishop found

her and the subsequent effort they took in washing and then attempted in healing her. She related the care Bishop lavished on her, how he held her

through the devastating bouts of screaming and his never-ending concern for her recovery. "He stayed with you when I left to bring back everyone".

"He is a low down son-of-a-bitch, we all know that", Neeshka said, "But, I think he cares about you". Khy scanned the faces around her and said,

"Thanks for telling me Neeshka". "I've got a lot to think about". Khy said as she slowly got up and walked out of the keep.