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1. [DL-W] Dawn of a Bright New Day
From: Morgan Allgood <lady_elf@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Date: Mon, 27 Mar 2006 11:28:45 -0500
From: Morgan Allgood <lady_elf@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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Subject: [DL-W] Dawn of a Bright New Day
NRPG: The bulk of this post was written by Keeper, who is now on hiatus
and has asked me to take over Dru'Kar for him until further notice. He
asked me to finish it. so I added the bits for Xanthia. I hope you
enjoy.
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*Day 18 - Early morning*
A cool breeze washed over the large man as he stood on top of the
mountain that is the warren wall. The apartments of the other riders
were below him, carved from the stone of the mountain itself, but still
hidden in the darkness of the night. He turned to face the other
direction and there in the darkness was the silhouette of the woman who
now held his heart. Xanthia's nude form came more and more clear as he
forced his eye to peer deeper into the darkness.
If she were a cat, she would have purred, such contentment filled the
slumbering woman as she lay upon the soft bearskin, the soft warm
breeze of the morning caressing her creamy skin which was covered only
by a blanket. A soft smile graced her delicate lips. She dreamed of
Dru'Kar, the man who had made love to her that night on the top of the
mountain, the man who proclaimed his love to her at long last.
Dru'Kar looked skyward and smiled softly as he looked at the stars. The
stars, according to his nomad beliefs, are the souls of all those that
have passed on beyond this world. For the merest of moments his gut
tightened and a single tear ran down his face, for he knew that
his tribe, his deceased mate and his children were there and looking
down on him. He again looked at the woman that not more than a few
hours ago he confessed his love for and he knew that they would indeed
approve.
His mind full of thoughts the past and the future. Of the night before
and the boy chieftain that showed so much honor and dignity that there
was no doubt of his lineage. His thoughts drifted yet again as far off
in the horizon came the deepest shade of purple into the night sky. His
thoughts went to what was rapidly becoming last night.
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*Day 17, evening*
Dru'Kar once again stood to his feet in the dining hall and raised his
tankard in joyous celebration that the night had become. He didn't know
why he was raising his cup high but he knew that others were and that
was all he needed to know. So with joy in his heart he
downed the last remaining mead in his tankard and regained his seat
next to Xanthia.
Xanthia chuckled at the large man, happy to see him in such a good
mood. She was beginning to see exactly what it meant to be a nomad.
That the passion of the moment is what is to be lived for.
But some had already left for the carnival. Others were continuing to
dance and sing and make music, still more were leaving holding hands
and walking close. But soon even those that had continued to dance were
leaving to go to the show that the "human nomads" (as Dru'Kar called
them) were putting on.
Oberon watched the people leaving and turned and looked up at the large
man next to him anticipation on his face. The large man looked down at
the boy and smiled, "Go on, catch up with Merissa or someone you know
real good. But remember to ask if it is ok to tag along."
Dru'Kar watched for a moment as the boy raced off with all the speed he
could muster. For a brief moment there was a bit of doubt and concern,
Dru'Kar never trusted the human nomads. They weren't right, they had a
tendency to be.. dishonorable. But he relaxed as he saw the boy run up
to someone in the crowd of warren folk and tug on their arm. He could
see the boy talking and gesturing excitedly to the man, a woman and
another child beside the man. Vaguely Dru'Kar recognized the man as one
of the dragon riders from another wing. Oberon gestured back and the
man looked smiled and waved to Dru'Kar.
As the guardian turned to look at Xanthia she was already talking to
someone else she knew in the warren and smiled as the woman gave her a
sheepish grin then took Alina from her arms. The woman walked past
Dru'Kar and smiled even bigger as she neared the large man.
The dining hall was nearly deserted, even the musicians had left to go
to the carnival. The large man finished scanning the room and turned
his gaze on Xanthia. His heart melted once again and the only sound he
heard was that of his heart as it thumped loudly in his chest. He moved
forward and ever so gently took her face in his massive hands and bent
low to kiss her.
Very slowly she moved her hands up his massive arms and wrapped her
arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Their lips parted and as
their eyes looked into the others he stood upright. To his, and her,
amusement she held on and was lifted nearly two feet off the floor.
Slowly he bent back down till her feet touched the ground and she let
go of him. Both of them continued to chuckle of the "little lift" he
had given her as Dru'Kar stepped behind one of the serving lines and
produced a fairly large basket. Upon returning to the table they had
both sat at for dinner, he retrieved the small keg the inn owner
brought to him earlier.
"You are a sneak. And... just what do you have planned?" Xanthia said
with a sly grin on her face.
"Wait and see," was the only reply the giant of a man gave as he took
her small delicate hand into his massive rugged one. He lead her out of
the dining hall to the green and was met there by his dragon Ursa and
her dragon Maxima.
<Oh, and your in on this too, huh?> Xanthia asked her dragon. But the
only reply she got was the equivalent of a dragon's chuckle.
Dru'Kar sat down his parcels and then lifted Xanthia to the saddle on
Maxima. Then he lifted the basket to Xanthia "Would you mind my dear?"
Smiling mischievously she leaned way farther forward than really needed
to show a considerably more amount of cleavage than what the situation
actually called for. "Well of course I will" she more purred than said.
The large man took a moment or two to get his chin off the ground then
pick up the small cask. And while cradling the cask under one arm he
hoped up on Ursa who had no saddle, as he had not yet made time to have
one made.
Both dragons kicked off in unison and took to the air. The two dragons
and riders swooped and climbed in an aerial dance for several minutes
over the green. Then Maxima took off in a hard fast climb going nearly
straight up. Ursa, being still considerably younger than Maxima, was
hard pressed to keep up with the slightly larger dragon but she did
keep the black and red dragon in sight. Then, as Maxima banked in the
higher cold atmosphere, Ursa was able to catch up easily as they
swooped back towards the ground. But the green was very far below them.
Xanthia could tell that Maxima was indeed slowing down a bit as Ursa
passed them and moved into the lead position. Ursa turned slightly and
now the top of the mountain seemed to be the intended destination. It
seemed like no time at all and the two dragons were landing lightly on
the plateau that was the top of the mountain.
Dru'Kar swung his right leg over then dropped down from Ursa's back
still chuckling from the exhilaration of the ride he had just taken.
Xanthia started to do the same thing but Maxima actually straightened
her legs out standing as tall as she could compared to her usual near
kneeling position to make it easier for Xanthia to dismount. Maxima
turned her massive head on her long neck to give a sideways glance at
her rider, if dragon could give a sly smile, Maxima did that night.
Xanthia then looked back over to Dru'Kar. He had set down the cask and
was finishing giving Ursa a hug and the sky blue dragon nodded and took
to the air.
Dru'Kar watched Ursa for just a very few seconds and then turned and
walked to Xanthia. He smiled and reached for the basket being offered
to him by Xanthia. But still her own beloved dragon would not let her
down.
Dru'Kar took the basket and turned away from the woman he loved and
took a few steps away. Placing the basket on the ground he withdrew a
blanket and spread it on the ground next to where he had placed the
small keg. He then turned and looked and the lovely young lady sitting
atop the proud black and red dragon and this was an amazing sight to
behold indeed. The moonlight was bright enough that he could see every
detail of her face, of her body, and of her hair blowing in the warm
mountain top breeze. Even from this distance and in this dimmer light
provided by the near full moon and stars, her ice blue eyes sparkled
brilliantly as she looked back at him.
Dru'Kar slowly walked back to the dragon and as he did the dragon all
but knelt before him making it extremely easy for the large man to
reach up and pick the woman up from the back of the dragon. He held her
a loft for the moment and turned slowly looking up into her eyes
the entire time. What he saw nearly made his heart burst. Her loving
eyes looking back at him from the delicate face that held them. That
gorgeous face framed by the fiery curly red hair that he loved so much
all this beauty with the background of the stars made his heart
melt even more.
Slowly he lowered her down till his lips met hers. Her lips so smooth,
so warm, so inviting... he barely noticed the buffeting air around him
as the large black dragon took flight near them. He could feel his
heartbeat increase in speed as he pulled her body to his. He could also
feel the tension and desire building quickly within him.
Slowly he lowered her all the way to the ground and let her stand
before him. She smiled up at him and raised a hand to her left shoulder
and pulled at the thin leather strap holding the top of her doeskin
dress together over her right shoulder. Then her hand moved across to
the other side and pulled a similar strap on the other shoulder. Her
dress fell from her body and landed around her feet.
The large man stood there in complete awe at her beauty as her nude
form was bathed in the light of the night sky. He couldn't move, he
couldn't speak...hell he couldn't even breath.
Xanthia giggled a sly yet sexy giggle and tentatively reached out and
pulled one of the leather strings holding his loin cloth together on
his right hip. The back of her finger lightly brushed his skin as she
gripped the string, and she was amazed at the amount of heat his skin
held, then the loin cloth was on the ground at his feet.
The coolness of her fingers on his hip shocked him into taking a deep
breath which also ignited a pure love born lust within him. He
immediately lifted her up and wrapped his massive arms around her
hugging her close. Her cool body against his nearly drove him insane.
>From deep within him an animalistic growl escaped his lips as he still
had to bend his head to kiss her.
Carrying her he walked the few steps to the blanket and gently laid her
on her back while placing his body over hers. He pressed his body to
hers and moved his right hand up to entangle it in her fiery red mane.
Pulling on her hair he pulled her head back thus exposing her neck. As
he began to nibble and gently bite her neck he felt her legs wrap
around his......
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