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A Romantic Evening





The ball was about to start, Sven was waiting patiently for Esmii to arrive, he was dressed in smart clothes that he had for special occasions, however it had been a long time since he had to wear an outfit like this. Esmii had been invited by Hylaenii, the Queen of Mycromi, and he wanted to look his best for this. His attention went off in a direction, it was Esmii. Esmii on noticing Sven, quickly began to rush to him, as she shouted, to get his attention. "Sven, my love, I’m here."

Esmii was dressed in a beautiful and elegant dress, it had a more human look to it but with its pretty colours mixed with a floral design that comes from the trim to her hips. It was a modified design of what her mother wore once. She had a silver pendant that was given to her by her older sister on her last birthday. And her hair was braided down the side of her body, resting on her shoulder, with a silver butterfly hair pin that was gifted to her by her new friend Lunara. Esmii stopped in front of Sven, giving him a twirl so he could see it from all angles.

"What do you think?" she said with a smile, waiting in anticipation for his response. However the only word that Sven was able to say was, ”Wow…” His mouth was partly open as he stared, enchanted by Esmii's beauty in her dress. Esmii on noticing his look, blushed and let out a little giggle, she then placed her index finger on his jaw, and closed his mouth. "I take it that you love it." She teased him, and Sven couldn't take his eyes off her, the only thing he managed was a nod. Suddenly he realised where they were and regained his composure. He gently took hold of her hand, slowly lifted it to his mouth and kissed it. ”Shall we go, my Shweet.” He then held his arm out for her to link to him. Esmii placed her hand on his arm and answered. "Yes, my love, we should be heading in." They began to walk into the hall, where the ball was taking place.

As they arrived at the main entrance of the ball. There were quite a few couples standing in line waiting to get in. "Oh no, at this rate, we're going to be late." all small frown appeared on her face when she spoke. She turned on her heel with Sven swinging around to face in the opposite direction, getting ready to queue. “You two, stop.”A voice shouted to Esmii and Sven. The Yasoi and her Eskandr boyfriend turned back around to see who was calling them. It was a guard, ”Shomething wrong?” Sven asked the guard. The guard shook his head before speaking. “No, nothing.” His gaze went to Esmii. “You're Miss, Tawaar, correct?” He asked. Esmii nodded in response, curious on what this was about. “I have been waiting for you to arrive. I was given orders by Queen Hylaenii to escort you to the ball. Please follow me and you'll be let in.” The guard turned on his heel, walking towards the crowd, with Esmii and Sven behind him. “Make way, they have been invited by the Queen. Make way.” The guard bellowed, the citizens who were waiting their turn, parted, giving Esmii and Sven a straight and clear path to the entrance of the ball. As the couple got closer and closer, Esmii couldn't contain her excitement, letting out a little girly squeal, and her grip on Svens arm got tighter.

Inside the ball there were a lot of people, all finely dressed, converging in conversations with one another. There were a lot of fine, expensive decorations, and a few people that Esmii could see stood at the apex of a stairwell. The Crier, upon seeing them enter the room, cleared his throat before announcing that they had arrived. “Please welcome Esmii’Nesta’Tawaar accompanied by Jarl Sven Bjørnsson.” Esmii placed her hand on Sven's arm as she walked, she glanced around taking in all of the beautiful sights, smells, people, and music. It was amazing to her, as she had never seen anything like this before. "I'll never forget this moment." she stated as tears started to form in her eyes. Then she felt a finger gently wipe the tears from her eyes. It wasn't hers, it was Svens. ”I won't forget thish moment too.”

He leaned forward, kissing her forehead. Esmii let out a little giggle, in response. As Sven pulled away, she wrapped her arms around his head pulling him closer, her soft lips pressed against his, Svens arms cradled her frame, his hands resting on her hips. As their lips parted she whispered. "I love you."
”And I you.” He responded, moving his head forward wanting to kiss her again. On noticing what he wanted, Esmii moved herself to meet his lips to continue their passionate kiss. During this tender moment Esmii felt his hands gently squeeze her rear. Esmii cheeks went bright red and she whispered, "Later Sven." She gave him a smirk and winked, while she moved his hands back to her hips.

With a mischievous smile he grabbed one of Esmii's hands, and took her to the dance floor. Esmii asked in surprise."Sven, where are you leading me?" Sven glanced back at her with his mischievous smile, which he knew she loved, he then quickly answered ”To the dancefloor.” He then stopped, and looked into her big, round, emerald eyes, and began to lead the dance, moving her body in motion to the rhythm of the music that was around them.

At first Esmii wasn't sure what to make of this, they had never danced like this in such a public place, however it seemed that her tension faded with each passing second, as she knew that she was with Sven. Esmii placed a hand on his shoulder as they danced, her eyes not breaking contact with his. To them this was pure bliss, being together like this was a moment of pure happiness for them. Esmii then placed a hand on his neck, and slowly brought his head down to kiss him. The kiss they shared was soft and enchanting, with neither one breaking away.

Throughout the night the lovely couple spend their time dancing, socialising with others. Even spotting their good friend Niallus having a great time dancing with the queen of Mycromii. Both wondered how long it would be before he would be bold enough to try to bed the queen. With the night upon them and the ball coming to an end both the Yasoi and the Eskandr had a bit too much to drink, so they decided to leave for his place. Upon arriving at his place, they wasted little time, giving in to their intimate desire for one another, their clothes discarded with haste.
Lunara Agha

Ransom Demand: Finale.




Dory and Lunara stood on a small street just off of the Searoad, at loggerheads. The latter had ruined a plan of the former's with her intervention, and Dory silently resented her for it. Lunara, meanwhile, found herself suspicious of the apparent victims of a yasoi attack. They glanced at each other, the first only responding once his partner was healed.

If Dory had been a pleasant surprise, the way this one questioned him reeked of Ersand'Enise. "Just scaring some Resistance spook outta here." He shook his head. "Ever since the knife-ears started pouring in, they've brought their crime, addiction, and filth to our neighbourhoods," confirmed the second.

"Not even safe for my sister and her kids to go out without an escort anymore." The first man nodded. "We're keeping the place safe, and your friend helped us." He shot Dory a tight, appreciative smile. This, now, was where they stood.

"It's good to see you safe, Lunara. It seems my efforts were not in vain." Dorothea expressed, wearing a warm smile. "Those men were filth the Colas sent to go after us. I've been trying my best to keep them all away from everyone else. . . And these men helped me out with them." Her words were followed up with a rather saddened look on her face. "I do regret that they suffered so much. . . I did not expect the people of the Colas would attack innocent bystanders. . ."

Regret filled her expression as she held her arm. "I should study binding magic in cases like this, haha." She winked the woman's way. "Though I'm better at making the pain go away than to actually heal it, so seeing people who are good with binding is always such a blessing. Thank you for helping these poor people."

It was right around then that, in a final sweep of the area, Dorothea noted the distinctive presence of Johann's massive energy signature, a pair of timewalkers, and - most distinctly - a one-legged woman. They were at the very edge of her sensing range, in Miller's Hook, at the end of a block of row houses. That was her 'allies' and if there was a one-legged woman... perhaps that lead had been the truth!

The two men, meanwhile, understood their roles and corroborated her statements utterly. "Resistance or Cola," amended one. "Impossible to tell them apart unless you know them!"

"But we was just messin' around when we saw them roughing up a yasoi girl with white hair," said one.

"Tried to blame it on us!"

"Yeah, we're wary of all these recent immigrants, but we've got a heart," added the second. "Then, when she arrived, they attacked your friend here on sight."

Both shook their heads. "It's a dangerous world..."

Of course, while Lunara may have been hard-pressed to corroborate the truthfulness of their stories, there was nothing stopping her from sensing exactly what Dory had...

Lunara was relieved that her friend Dory was ok, she heard that she could take care of herself, it was clear those rumours were true. Lunara responded in kind with a smile of her own. Listening to what the two men were explaining to her.

"Indeed the world can be a dangerous place. You two should be ok now, i suggest that you head home now and rest..." Her voice trailed off once she noticed Miray look off into a direction, her little cat ears twitching.

"Miray?" she said, then immediately she felt the same thing that the cat was sensing. "Dory should we go investigate who those magics belong too, it could be some of the others." she asks.

Dory placed her hands on her hip and shook her head. "It is truly dangerous... And it seems like it's getting worse." Then the girl perked up when they *suddenly* sensed something. "I'll go investigate that, you help the others out." She smiled warmly. "They need you, Lunara. I can sense quite the presence.... I will try to see it that everyone else won't be attacked from their sides by these criminals."

her eyes went towards the two men. "But first I have to make sure they won't get back at these fine fellows..." She grimaced, most likely thinking about what these criminals could do against humans with no magic.

It was not so very long before they parted ways: Lunara rushing off towards her peers and Dory staying back to protect the yasoi hoodlums' potential targets. Of course, if the others had - indeed - found Jaxan as she suspected, other measures might be in order, lest some further nefarious group like the Tarlonese - or was it the Resistance who were worse - get their hands on him…

After saying goodbye and wishing Dory luck, Lunara looked at her cat. Miray was good at Tracking people with their magic energy. "Ok, Miray lead me to the others."

Miray tilted her head, her ears twitched as she sensed outward for the energy. Once she had locked in on Miray started running off, often stopping for her loving master to keep up.

The Goma Cat didn't have much trouble avoiding people with her kitty enhanced reflexes and speed. Lunara didn't have the same talents as her cat. But she had the use of magic often if crowds where in the way she'd gracefully jump over with the help of Kinetic magic.

There was plenty for Lunara to dodge and just as much if not more for her goma cat to sense. They were about halfway there and not so very far from one of the local bars - a place with a large cyan sign of a lamplighter crying comically - when the animal paused and arched her back slightly. A low, rumbling growl left her throat.

From a side entrance emerged five burly yasoi, led by an impressively tall older gentleman. They were not running - yet - but seemed definitively headed in a particular direction: the same one that she was going.

Lunara closely followed Miray, as her cat was able to sense the energy of one of Lunara's fellow students. She suddenly noticed Miray abruptly stop, Lunara while she slowed to a stop, glanced in the direction that Miray was quietly growling towards, she noticed that five burly Yasoi men who were being lead by a tall older man had appeared from a side entrance, at first she didn't think much about it, as they didn't pay her any attention.

However Lunara soon noticed that the group was heading the same direction she was. As a precaution Lunara decided that she would quietly follow the group, from a distance to see what there next action would be. On seeing the group move, Lunara began to follow them, however as she was solely focused on the group, she hadn't noticed that there was a small crate in her way, and because of this her foot collided with the crate, which caused her to fall to the ground with a loud clatter. "OUCH!"

A couple of them turned. They looked directly at Lunara and she was spotted. They stopped and, without a doubt, she was cooked. She'd either have to whip up an explanation on the spot, or it was fight or flight time.

Then, the strangest thing happened. After a few words exchanged in some yasoi tongue she didn't know, they simply began moving again, paying her no heed. Only, now, they weren't walking quickly, they were *running*.

Lunara didn't move at first, she was too busy cursing in her head at how disastrous this had come. So much for trying to be sneaky. She slowly rose to her feet dusting her knees off with her hands. She had a feeling that she was about to have her hands full, but, when she looked up to them. The yasoi were running in the opposite direction.

Maybe this was a strange blessing in disguise. Miray came to her feet, checking if Lunara was hurt. "I'm ok, the only thing that hurt was my pride." giving a little giggle. She refocused back to the task at hand. She knelt down to her goma cat "Let's get back to following that energy, but we'll keep an eye out for them." then began following her once more.

Before long, the six figures had stopped running, and they took a surprisingly meandering route. Lunara had just reached the Godsroad, tailing them only loosely and at a distance, and she estimated that they were no more than a hundred fifty yards from the source of the potential conflict.

That, however, was when she spotted it: Dory, along with Jaxan's parents and what appeared to be a security escort. They were heading... for exactly the same place, and the first six she'd followed didn't seem to have noticed them.

Lunara on noticing Dory was escorting Jaxan's parents, she gave a slight nod, and continued to follow the group of yasoi's she was already following. after the six yasoi men, from a distance she noticed the group stop and talk to another yasoi outside of the building where the energy is emanating from.

Lunara decided to use this distraction to slowly make her way towards them closely followed by Miray, she hoped to hear what they were saying but wasn't sure if she would understand it.

"My parents only care for their idea of me," Jaxan said, with a bitterness that, while bordering on the melodramatic, was also keenly felt, "not the real me - not what *I* want, not even what's best for the world." He set his jaw. "I'll play along, though."

Xiuyang moved on and Thantra nodded at her words. "Not gonna lie: that'd be nice. Tarlon doesn't exactly love me. Consoi want me dead." She shrugged. "I just wanna be a Tan-Zeno, you know?"

Ashon was offering her money, though, and making a plan that she had only *some* misgivings about, and time was not something they had. She regarded those around her. "I *do* want my name cleared," she declared, "And I want your word that, if they try to kill me, you'll step in."

Johann stepped forward. "I pledge the whole of my cash earnings and I will not let them harm you." He bowed chivalrously.

"Right, then." Thantra nodded. She glanced over at Jaxan. "Sorry if I was, uh... rough with you."

"Sorry if I thought you were evil."

The Tarlonese released a snort of mirth and waved him off, grasping her crutches tightly and stalking up to the door. "I'm kind of a tiims'archa here." She twisted about and twitched her stump for a moment, but then she set her jaw, took and deep breath, and focused. "I'll need about three seconds. Longer, and they go after me themselves. Shorter, and you'll catch me in no time."

Meanwhile, as a plan was hatched inside the row house, the two groups standing outside had noticed each other. "You!" shouted Emenii, Jaxan's mother, "Who are you and why are you here?"

The leader of the group of six ignored her and focused, instead, on her husband. "Doridax?" he asked tentatively. "Talthan'chal'doridax?"

"The same. Who's asking?"

"You've supported us in the past," the man answered nebulously, and husband and wife both shot each other looks. "Who's that with you?" His chin motioned at Dorothea, "and the other one who followed us." He jerked a thumb in Lunara's direction.

It was at about that very moment that the door burst open and a one-legged Tarlonese agent came barreling out, hurtling all four steps and landing in a crouch. She ran away with surprising speed - all that she could muster, shouting, "Nar spax, consoi!"

Inside the home, clustered about the door, waited the others. Johann held three fingers up and counted down.

Three.

Two.

One.

Seviin bolted through to sell the idea and Johann raised a hand once more.

Three.

Two.

One.

...

Lunara on seeing that she was pointed at just gave them a smile and waved until the one-legged yasoi came bursting out of the door, quickly followed by Seviin. She noticed that Seviin was going alone and shouted to her. "Seviin do you want some help? Are you sure it's ok for you to follow her alone?"
Elsewhere, Thantra raced through the narrow streets at a breakneck pace... at least by her standards. Seviin gained slowly on her and Lunara even more so. She blew past Niallus and, when he spotted the other two, it was clear that they were chasing a bad guy who was trying to make her escape through the Seagate. In the distance, he could sense at least three more yasoi starting to give chase, but they were well back.

The one-legged woman was almost within his reach at this very moment. She slowed momentarily at the foot of an apartment above a shop. A kinetically powered lunge would nab her! Otherwise, he'd fall behind as well.

Lunara, meanwhile, had gained ground with surprising ease. Seviin was surprisingly slow, hardly even gaining on a monoped! Then, the yasoi reached an arm out. "She's on our side. It's a trick," she panted, still running. Meanwhile, Thantra leapt onto a low-lying awning, clambered onto a windowsill, and took off across the roof of a house.

Seeing the Yasoi run slash hop past him, she was remarkably agile. But his attention shifted to the second person, It was Seviin, then Lunara and her Goma Cat. Something was off, if she wanted to catch the other Yasoi why didn't she shout Niallus to help, unless she doesn't, he'll have to ask as she comes past.

As Seviin started to get closer to him, he matched both hers and Lunaras pace. "Funny running into you two like this. Are we trying to catch this person?" He asked Seviin as he watched Thantra climb to the rooftops.

Seviin, breathless, turned to Niallus, slipping her arm under his, for they were the exact same height. "Niallus, moila." She reached for Lunara's arm as well. "Lunii suunei." She slowed them both down. "It's all a trick. She's good people, trying to do the right thing, and I think we have, today."

Thantra bounded from one rooftop to the next, but all of her pursuit seemed to have fallen off. She slowed. She slid down an eavestrough, and dropped to the ground. There, she dusted herself off, rose, and walked over to the Seagate, finally free.

Niallus raised a brow a bit confused by this, but then again, he has been gone for a while. "Ok, I trust you." going along with what his friend has mentioned to him. "You'll have to catch me up on whats happened." He asked her, as the group slowly came to a stop.

Upon hearing what Seviin was saying Lunara nodded with it, she placed a finger and her thumb to her mouth and whistled.

In the direction where Thantra ran off to, a small head bobbed itself up, hearing the whistle. It was Miray, it seemed that even though her master and company slow down, Miray did not. She climbed down from the roof that she got onto ready to chase Thantra, upon coming down she stopped in front of Lunara "That’s enough chasing." she said, giving Miray head scratches. Miray began to purr, after Lunara finished petting her cat, it seemed that Miray was in an affectionate mood, rubbing herself on Lunara, Seviin and Niallus' legs, purring.



Lunara Agha




Lunara on seeing the Yasoi's severed finger, started to feel quinsy. She instinctively put her left hand over her mouth and she also started to feel unsteady, as she had never seen a severed limb before. On noticing that Niallus was next to her she grabbed his are with her right hand to steady herself. "Sorry Niallus, I suddenly felt ill on seeing the finger, never seen that before." Lunara's Goma cat Miray on seeing that Lunara wasn't feeling well started to rub her face on her leg and stand on her hind legs to get her attention. Lunara on noticing this crouched down and petted her. "It's ok Miray, I'm fine."

Lunara, after pulling herself around, stood and attentively listened to the conversations. To make sure she heard every idea, and information. She wanted to make sure she knew exactly what had happened and what was going to happen.

Lunara picked up Miray so that she didn't get in the way of everyone. While holding and petting Miray, Lunara listened to all of the ideas and suggestions that everyone had intently. "I do agree, a well dressed Yasoi is odd, however I'm not judging. But I feel like the disguise idea is good as well, and could be very helpful."

She took a moment to think about what she wanted to do, she really wants to be useful. After thinking, Lunara turned and walked towards Ashon, she smiled and asked. "I like your disguise idea, would it be ok to join you."




Walking The streets, Miray close by her side. Lunara stood close by having Ashon and the others in her view. She took a deep breath, trying to not let her nerves get to her. Having butterflies in her stomach, thinking what if Ashon or Seviin get attacked by a mugger and she's too nervous to act. Before her nerves got the better of her she felt a tuft of soft fur brushing into her hand. It was Miray. Her purring, somehow was loud enough to be heard over the crowd and the small merchants "Thank you my friend." notice that the group moved on just out of sight, Lunara quickly followed.

Trying her best to pretend to browse and take in the sights, Lunara heard panic. Following where everyone else was looking, it seems that Ashon and Seviin were under attack. Dory who was working with Lunara was already getting into position to assist. What can I do? she thought, as she tried her best to stay hidden and not to make like she is part of the group. Then as if she understood her, Miray rushed off in front of the group.

Miray leapt towards one of the attacks close to Seviin hissing, biting the attacker in the leg digging her claws into the attackers leg, after some painful yanks, the attacker managed to pry Miray off of his leg. “Fucking mangy cat!” They yelled, wanting to kick Miray with full force. This was Lunara's time to step in, and she took it. Stepping out of the crowd, removing her chakrams from her waist, ready to fight and assist. She then looked at Miray, smiled and said "Good girl Miray, bite down harder, show this fool what you can do." Lunara then turned to the man with a wicked grin, and pointed one of her chakrams near the man's neck."So what were you trying to do and what did you say about my Goma cat?"
Lunara’s next Adventure


Location: Ersand'Enise
Characters: Lunara @BlackRoseSiren, Niallus @Echotech71, Abdel, Dayanara, Qadira, @YummyYummy Seviin, Penny, Johann @Force And Fury, Xiuyang @Emeth, Oksana, Ashon, @Ti, Dory @jasbraq.

Miray quickly made her way to Lunara’s side, where Lunara was sat playing and feeding Helios, Terra and Kamelya. Miray had a piece of parchment in her mouth that she found by the door, she nuzzled into Lunara’s hand. Lunara gave her a pet, then she noticed the parchment in Miray’s mouth. "What do you have there girl? Drop it please." Lunara held her hand out, and a second after being asked Miray gently placed the parchment in Lunara’s hand. "Good girl Miray, here have a treat."

Lunara then gives Miray a treat and a nice belly rub, she then begins to read the parchment. Lunara carefully read through the note, making sure she didn’t miss anything. She was extremely interested in this, as not long ago she had helped the Yasoi to protect the Evertree. But now she has a chance to help another Yasoi, she couldn’t refuse people in need. With a smile she quickly stood, and placed her pets in their homes, she then got herself cleaned up and made sure her Chakrams were still on her belt. She then walked out of the door saying "Come on Miray, Let’s get going." Miray quickly followed after her.
An Interview with Giancarlo Silvestri for Tan-Zeno


Place: Giancarlo’s Office
Time: One week after the rebellion

Esmii was wearing a nice long length dark green dress with white flower patterns, with a white knitted cardigan over the top. Her hair was plated with dark green and white ribbons, Sven and Roslyn had helped her choose what to wear and done her hair.

The office is large and cluttered with crates, artifacts, and stacks of books and notes, organised with a sort of idiosyncratic chaos that smacks of academia. The windows are large and dusty, arched at the top, and golden light streams in through them. At the far end of the room, silhouetted within the open balcony doors, behind a great mahogany desk, stands the head of the Archaeology department: Giancarlo Silvestri.

On the desk is laid out a luxuriant antipasto platter. Upon seeing a candidate enter, he turns and smiles, hands clasped behind his back. "Please, come in, seat yourself and help yourself." He gestures. "I do apologise in advance for just how tough I'm going to be on you, but let's do it on a full stomach, no?" He smiles and the laugh lines around his eyes crinkle warmly.

You could see that the little yasoi was nervous, she tried to take a deep breath, then she smiled and took some of the food that was offered. "Pleased to meet you, thank you for the lovely food." She then takes a seat.

"The pleasure is all mine," the High Zeno replied, plucking a slice of salami cacciatore from the tray with a tiny fork. "If we're to digest such matters of import, it might be best to have more than just those to think on." He chewed thoughtfully and knitted his fingers in front of himself.

"Now, onto matters of business, let's begin with something simple and straightforward: why do you want to be faculty at this school? What drives you, and please no bottled answers."

When the high Zeno spoke to her, straightened herself up in her seat. Placing a finger on her lips thinking about what to say for an answer. "Well, I want to benefit the school." she stopped for a second trying not to say anything negative about herself. "I want to help people. I want to help the school.
After the chaos that happened, I was able to help people's injuries and heal them with my magic."
she continued "I know how to treat people, with and without magic. I can make remedies. I want to teach what I know to future generations, so that they can survive and learn. " a little smile came across her face "Being here my teachers helped me gain more confidence in my abilities, I want to do the same for others." she stopped herself in case she rambled by taking a drink of water.

Giancarlo Silvestri, warm but cold, inviting but intimidating, drummed his fingers on the desk, leaning back to take a sip of his lemon water. "That sounds lovely," he allowed. "Now, I want you to tell me, honestly, why it might not be a good idea to make you a Tan-Zeno."

Esmii straightened herself once more trying to look professional at this interview. She took a moment to think about the answer, not wanting to rush it. "There are moments where at times where i become hyper focused on one specific task." she let out a little sigh, as she continued

"Unlike my other peers. I am not very good at offensive magic. I mean I have some, but not a lot. So if the school ever got attacked again I wouldn't be able to do much to in stopping the invaders" feeling her confidence waver for her admitting that "But I am working on it." she said to help boost her confidence.

Some of the twinkle went out of the High Zeno's eyes. "And you would say that your judgement is usually good? There aren't any lapses you regret?" He swirled his water before taking another sip.

Esmii sat in her chair trying her best not to fidget in it. "Well, there was one...incident where I didn't think about what my actions would cause." she frowned a little bit. "I... paid for that mistake and I have learnt from it, that I need to think everything through before I act. I know that I can't just act on impulse alone." she reached for her glass for a drink. Thinking about what her boyfriend had taught her on that very subject.

Giancarlo Silvestri nodded, scribbling something on a paper. "I see." He tapped his quill a couple of times and looked up. "So let me ask you a hypothetical question. There is a raging mother froabas, beyond reason, rampaging through the school. While there is a slight chance that you may be able to locate her nest and placate her, civilian casualties are quite likely. Instead, you can eliminate her and there is next to no risk of civilian deaths." He tilted his head to the side. "Which path do you take?"

Esmii listened intently, as she felt like he may ask her a question like this. She sat back in her chair and thought about what she would do if this ever did happen. "Even though I love animals, I will not risk the lives of civilians. I would do everything I could to stop the raging animal, and to keep civilian casualties to a minimum." She then looked at Giancarlo to see what he would say and do.

"And of the dragon's young?" he prodded, brow furrowed.

After he said his question, Esmii suddenly realised that she had forgotten about the young dragons. she thought for a few moments then stated. "Well with the mother being dead I would look for the nest with help from people who are good at tracking, but I would also ask for help from people who know more about dragon than I do and I want them to be in a safe place away from harm."

She took a moment as she had thought of something else. She then carried on. "However if the mother was incapacitated and still alive I would again ask people who know more about dragons for help and people who are good at tracking, to help locate the nest, then move both the mother and the babies out of and as far away from the city as possible."

He nodded slowly, considering. "Alright then. Thank you for that thoughtful answer. Now, let's switch our line of questioning, shall we? If you were given the opportunity to teach here, what would you be teaching and why would you be qualified?"

Esmii nodded "Yes," she have scribbled down some of the classes that she would be able to teach or at least assist in teaching. "Well, I could teach First Aid classes. When I helped at my families clinic where sometimes I would give first aid for some minor injuries that wouldn't require Binding. I can also teach people how to preform first aid on themselves, such as applying bandages and ointments."

She thought about what other classes that would be suitable for her to teach. "For magic classes I could provide assistance in Binding and Chemical classes, mostly just the healing and buffing side of those magics."

"For the other classes I could help with Gardening and Plants, I have some knowledge of plants mostly because I often make herbal remedies for various things, aches, itches, burns, nausea, even something to ease pregnancy symptoms. Which I learned from my time in the clinic and from reading books." she gave a little smile, hoping that she had provided enough detail.

With that, Giancarlo Silvestri nodded and rose. "Well, that's certainly something we can work with!" He held out his hand. "I will most certainly keep you under consideration.”

Esmii smiles happily, and shakes his hand. "Thank you Zeno for your time and for considering me for this opportunity. I will take my leave now, enjoy the rest of your day."

She then takes her leave. After she has closed the door she does a little happy dance, then stops and quickly makes her way to to Roslyn and Sven, to tell them what happened.
Aftermath of the City Burning and Meeting Lunara


Place: The Ever Tree
Time: Evening

When the groups of students finally got back and had helped to heal as many Zenos as they could, Esmii overheard a group of people mention that The Ever Tree where she lives had been one of the many places affected by the attacks. Her heart began to race as she feared the worst, even though her and Sven’s little animals were at Sven’s home, but she was still very worried.

She searched around and, on finding Sven, quickly ran over to him and tried to explain what she had heard. "Sven, I need to get to the Ever Tree. I heard it was one of the places that was hit by the attack. I’m going straight there to help heal people and see the damage. Do you want to accompany me or meet me there in a short while?" She said this while she frantically looked around.

”Whoa whoa whoa!” he replied, the words tumbling out of him just as they’d tumbled out of her. ”It’sh not too bad,” he assured her quickly. ”I think they managed to shave it, but there’sh damage.” He shook his head. ”I still have to help shtabilize the tower. That thing fallsh and it takes three blocksh of houshesh with it.” He bit his lip, peering about to see if there was anyone else he knew or trusted nearby. ”Shtick to the plan, okay? I’ll meet up with you ash shoon ash I can. I love you.” He paused, squeezing her extra tight before letting go. ”And don’t go alone.” He scowled. ”You never know, okay?”

Esmii smiled, and in his embrace she took a deep breath, to calm herself down. "I feel calmer now, thank you, my love, I will be careful and I promise, I won't go alone. Promise me that you will be careful as well." placing a hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes. She rose onto her tiptoes and gave him a kiss. ”I Love you too.” she said softly to him.

Lunara, on hearing their conversation, made her way to the cute couple. She cleared her throat and said. "Hello, My name is Lunara Agha, I am one of the people who helped to defend the Ever Tree. If you want I can accompany you, until your boyfriend is free to join you?."

Esmii on hearing Lunara’s voice, she looks in her direction, smiles and says. "Nice to meet you Lunara, I am Esmii and this is Sven. I believe I have seen you around, but never spoken to you. Thank you for helping to protect the Ever Tree, and Yes if it’s not too much trouble for you, I would appreciate it."

Lunara smiled at the little Yasoi girl. "It’s no trouble at all, as I also want to see how everything is there, as I had to leave before I was finished helping."

Esmii excitedly walked over to the girl and hugged her, when she realised what she did, she stopped and stepped back from the girl. "Lunara I am so sorry, being a Yasoi I tend to get too excited and hug people a lot, but I should have asked, since we have only now properly met."

Lunara started to laugh. "It’s ok Esmii, I don’t mind being hugged. Well should we set off. And don’t worry Sven, I will keep an eye on her, until you meet up with us." Lunara then turned back to Esmii and said. "Let's get going then, I will follow your lead as I can’t remember how to get there."

Esmii looked back at Sven, she then smiled and blew him a kiss."I will be careful, please be careful as well. See you soon." she then turned to Lunara. "Yes, let's head there now. We can go this way. I will try not to walk too fast."

The two of them set off for The Ever Tree. Being very careful, as they were worried that someone or something could attack at any moment. They had many conversations while they made their way to the Ever tree, about their pets, the courses they were taking part in, their hobbies, about their friends and families. They enjoyed each other's company. Maybe they both found a new friend amidst this chaos.

Esmii was able to lead the two of them to the Ever tree quite quickly, with a few small dentures as a few of the ways Esmii knew were blocked with debris, however they got there in the end. On arriving they both noticed a few groups, some were clearing the debris and others were trying to help the people who had been injured.

The first thing Esmii did was look at the Ever Tree, and she noticed that what Sven said was true, it had taken damage but not too bad. ”Ruii joi Damy (Bless you Dami)“ She mumbled with relief in her tone as she was worried about the area. She then began to help the people around, She knew she needed to be careful as she had healed and buffed her group, but she wasn’t going to let that stop her.

She then thought Suuluun (Sorry) Sven I know you will be mad at me for overusing my magic, but I need to heal these people. She made her way to the group of people where Lunara was already, She then grabbed a hair tie from her bag and put her hair into a ponytail, and began to heal people. She knelt down next to a small Yasoi girl and asked."Oira hyco yr, eloi ciin joi diidolrey? (Hello little one, where are you uncomfortable?)"

On arriving Lunara walked straight over to the injured people and began to heal as many as she could. She knew she couldn’t heal a lot of them as she was tired and her binding isn’t great. She looked at the group of people and said. "Ok who needs to be healed, Me and my friend Esmii can help you, but please be patient."

After healing a few people, Lunara decided to take a small break, however she noticed Esmii wasn’t taking any breaks. She saw that she was healing person after person, and she could tell that Esmii was tired. "Hey Esmii, are you sure you can heal all of these people? You look tired, you should take a rest, before you do more. I don’t think Sven will be happy that you are pushing yourself."

Esmii looked at her, acknowledging what she said. "I will take a break soon, but I need to help these people first. They got hurt because of the stupidity and anger of others. I can’t just sit back and rest, these people didn’t do anything, they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time."

She started to remember a memory from her past, but she shook her head and thought. Now is not the time for this. Focus on healing people. You can rest later, I wasn’t here to help these people before, but I am now. She then continued to help, heal and bandage the injured people that were around her.

Lunara frowned on hearing Esmii’s response, Lunara knew this was bad, and that she would not be able to carry on much longer. Lunara thought. I hope Sven arrives soon, I feel like you are the only person that she might listen to, or the only one who can stop her now.

Just as she was thinking, Lunara noticed Sven was slowly making his way over. Lunara decided to meet him, before he reached where they were as she wanted to tell him what's happening. "Hello again Sven. We managed to get here with no problems. But." She took a breath and looked in Esmii's direction, then continued. "Esmii has healed a lot of people, but she refuses to rest, and she looks like she will drop at any moment. I am worried about her. I feel like right now, you may be the only person that can get through to her."

Sven had a feeling that his beloved wouldn't just sit by. He kinda expected this. He scratched the back of his head. ”Thank you Lunara.” feeling fatigue starting to set in, letting out a small yawn.”I can take her back to mine. It's been a long night and both of us need to resht.” with that, he walked to his beloved.

Esmii was so focused on helping people, she didn’t realise Sven had arrived and that Lunara was telling him what she was doing. Suddenly Esmii began to feel lightheaded and started to have problems with her balance, and knew she wouldn’t be able to carry on much longer. So she sat on the ground and rested her back against a tree that was close to the lake, she then glanced up at the night sky and at the lake, and said to herself.

"Dii (No) not now. I need to keep going, I can’t stop now." She clenched her dress in her fists, and sighed out of frustration. She knew that she shouldn’t push herself but she wanted to carry on helping people as she couldn’t help them before. She was so lost in her thoughts and in the lovely sights of the lake and night sky, she didn’t notice footsteps from someone getting closer to her.

With her being distracted, it was easy for the giant Eskand to walk up to his girlfriend. And in one fluent motion he scooped her up in his arms. ”Shweetie, You've done enough you are exhaushted.” turning on his heels, walking off, bridal carrying Esmii. ”Letsh head back to mine. Sho we can get a good resht.” tightening his grip on Esmii's frame.

Esmii suddenly realising she was picked up, she looked and noticed it was Sven. "Sven you startled me." On hearing what he had to say to her, she rested her head on his chest, sighed and said. "Ok my love, you are right. Let's head back to yours. I have done all I can, Sorry for overdoing it again." While she was in Sven’s embrace, on feeling his warmth and the sound of his heart beat, the little Yasoi girl slowly fell asleep in his arms.

Upon realising that Esmii had fallen asleep, Sven smiled and gave her a kiss on her forehead. ”Shleep well my love.”

Fin

For my People.


Esmii’nesta’tawaar & Johann Steinbauer


Event:Zazzy’s Party.






Present: Esmii @BlackRoseSiren, Johann @Force and Fury




Johann had installed himself where he could help the most people have a good time, and where he'd be seen doing so, for such was his impulse, his nature, and his secret insecurity. He had bigger aims tonight than just being a merry face at a party, however. While people screamed about flags and corruption behind the walls of Ersand'Enise, a crisis of refugees had built outside of the gates.

Anyone who observed him could plainly see that he was partial to the yasoi people. He'd stepped up to help them during the auctions, particularly a few weeks ago as more of those 'titles' and 'land deeds' had come up for sale. There had been a rare few who'd lived in his village growing up, and he'd found them an intriguing group. It was within this context that he approached Esmii as she was playing with her animals. He took a seat beside her, but not uncomfortably close. He knew that he often made women uncomfortable and did not want to do so this time. "Esmii, is it?" he asked, "And how about *these* little fellers?"

Esmii noticed a big man had sat down next to her and asked some questions, she greeted him with a smile and answered. "Yes I am Esmii, the dormouse is sage and the grape dragon is Newt. Your Johann aren't you?"

He chuckled nervously. "That *is* what my parents named me. Yes." He shook his head good-naturedly and reached out towards Newt. "Can I pet him?"

She giggled at what he said."Yes you can, you can also feed him some grapes, if you like." She pulls a small glass jar of halved grapes from her bag, for Johann to feed Newt and places on in the big mans hand. Newt bravely puffed himself up and walk over to his hand and slowly climbs up to reach the grape in Johann's hand.

"Oh! Hah! Hee hee!" Johann giggled. "He just comes right up there and takes it!" He let the small dragon climb all over him. "Oh you are lucky, lil' feller, that I didn't eat it for myself." Johann teased, licking up some of the juices.

He turned to Esmii, thinking best how to ask a simple question. "So, you've got a whole menagerie of these wonderful little things, as I understand. You and... what was his name? Sven?"

Esmii smiles. "Yes we really do, I think Sven has a lot more than me. We look after them together. I feed his Dragons and give them attention and He does the same. I got some more from the Trialscand at the Auction, hopefully I can find a good home for them."

She started to stroked Sage "Are you having fun at the party so far."

"Oh, I'm plenty jolly and drunk." Johann waved in good-natured dismissal. While Newt seemed to have taken to him, Sage remained quite shy, despite his attempts to offer his fingers for her to climb on. "But..." he paused and sighed. "In some ways, and I don't mean to be a downer, it can't help but feel a little wrong." He shook his head and glanced about. "All these nationalists shouting at each other and us having a party here." He swallowed. "Meanwhile, the invasion of your homeland. The Tarlonese send a few of their decent young people here for us to make friends with while the rest of the Grey Army murders and pillages its way across Constantian Yasoi lands." He paused for a moment, visibly affected. "Every day now, hundreds of refugees - I can only imagine what it's like for you to see your people like that - piling up outside the city gates, refused entry." He shook his head again. "I've money, but no way to get into yasoi lands. I wish there was more I could do..."

Esmii began to feel worried at the mention of the war. "I heard rumours of the war from, my aloi (mother), she sent me a letter, explaining about the situation back home." she frowns, as her body starts to relax.

"My parents and my little suunei (sister) are safe as they decided to flee early as a procuration." she tensed once more "However my little moila (brother) isn't with them, he is missing."

Johann shook his head. "It's only a matter of time before they sweep over all of yasoi lands," he mused, idly forming a simple berry in his hand and inviting her animals to nibble at it. "Unless they meet with organized resistance - a real army of the combined Constantian Yasoi in Oiyac or Hyparii." He pounded a fist into his palm, frustrated, squishing the berry just as Newt seemed to have plucked up the courage to go for it. Mortified, Johann spent the next half-minute trying to placate the little dragon. When he'd finally settled, the chubby boy furrowed his brow and started up again. "If only I held land and title there." He shook his head again. "I could use it as a staging point for the fight back, fill it with refugees who aren't ready to give up on their homelands. *Build* something! Alas, they'd never trust a yanii, much less grant me such."

Esmii took a second, listening to Johanns words. She wondered if this was fate. "I got some land and a title. Maybe they'll trust me." she wondered.

"I want to help my people, my family. I'd like to discuss more about it." she said with a smile.

Johann's face lit up at the words. "You..." he trailed off, confused for a moment. "You have land and title! Wow!" he exclaimed, startling poor Newt again as he straightened. "Why, this is *wunderbar* news!" He shook his head in happy disbelief. "Why, they'll actually *trust* you, unlike me..." He trailed off and seemed to slump a bit as he went quiet.

Esmii didn’t think that someone could be that excited about someone elses land. Truthfully when she got the letter about it, she was shocked. Still processing that she can go by 'Lady' Esmii. It felt a bit alien to her. She wanted to break the news to her beloved but sadly he wasn't here. She'll likely visit him after the party.

"I do have land yes, and a title. But having them trust me, a part Yanii, might be difficult." she looks down to the floor her brow furrowed. Then after a few seconds her head rose to face him.

Johann shrugged. "Better a half-yanii than a full one, trust me." Perhaps he could sense her uncertainties and insecurities, but he was not about to pry, lest she start poking around his. Those were wounds old and deep that he was not going to share freely about anytime soon. For now, he focused on her. To the best of his considerable knowledge on the subject, most Constantian yasoi didn't have a particular problem with half-breeds, though there were always a *few*, he supposed. "You grew up there. You speak their language. Fundamentally, you are one of them in ways that I could never be, and you know how stubborn your people are about being helped by outsiders..." He trailed off for a moment before continuing. "If, truly, you hold land and title there, then you hold power that remains unrealized: the power to make a difference and help people. Let me help you *use* it."

Esmii sat and listened intently to everything Johann said, she knew he was right as they would maybe trust her more than a yanii. When he finished the thought for a moment and answered. "What you said makes sense, they could listen and trust me more than a yanii, and I do want to help people who are in need, because of this war."

She then opens her bag and rummages through it as she remembered that she had brought the letter she received. "This is what I got, I brought it with me to show Sven, and I will later when I go check on him but would you like to see it."

Johann nodded and reached out to take it. His eyes flicked back and forth across the page as he read.

*Esteemed Lady Tawaar,* the letter began,

*It is my honour and privilege to offer you my sincere greetings from the Baronetcy of Desta'lovox here in beautiful Hyparii. Allow me to introduce myself: my name is Salex'taol'tuuro, chamberlain of the grand estate that has now passed to you by the rules of Escambric Inheritance. I am writing this letter to extend an invitation to your ladyship to visit her domain at her earliest convenience. All must be prepared in advance of your arrival, of course, so please be so kind as to provide your humble servant with a date and time. A grand welcome awaits thee, my lady, and I look ardently forward to our first meeting. There is much work to be done and much opportunity.*

*Your Loyal Chamberlain,*

*Salex'taol'tuuro*

"Heh!" the Kerreman remarked. "Looks like that deed was worth something after all!" He shook his head. "I was hoping it would be, but they're often scams, things like this." He furrowed his brow. "This could be deliverance for all those people, and, I sense for your finances. You should certainly go investigate before you show Sven, though, to make sure it's on the level. If you received something like this, it's definitely a good sign." He considered for a moment, lowering his voice. "I, uh... for what it's worth, I can accompany you there, just in case." He shook his head. "I wouldn't trust *too* easily."

Esmii nods in agreement, as she takes the letter back and hides it in her bag once again. She knows she needs to be careful about who she trusts, with the information she has. She whispers "You are right, I do need to be carful about who I trust. Also I will hold off showing Sven if you think it's better to check everything first."

She thinks for a moment and thanks him. "Thank you for you help. I am wanting to investigate the land, but wasn't sure who I could ask to accompany me, but if you are sure I would be happy for you to accompany me. I feel like I need a few peoples help with that as it is new for me." She wonders if she has the confidence and ability to handle this.

Johann smiled reassuringly. "Don't you worry one bit. I'll be there, and..." He paused to think for a moment. "I think I know someone else I can talk to." With that, he heard his voice being called by Marci to help him with an obnoxiously drunk guest who had passed out. The big man rose and dusted himself off. "Well, with that, duty calls," he sighed. "It was nice talking to you Esmii. I think we can really help a lot of people with this idea." Then, he was hurrying off.

Esmii smiled at the big man as he stood. "Thank you for the chat. It was nice meeting you too, see you later Johann." She waved at him as he left.

Then she put one of her braids on the table for Newt to climb up, and looking at Sage in her hand, she said "Should we go see if we can find Jamboi then Sage, I know you like seeing him and Penny don't you." She gave her a little head rub and then placed her on her shoulder. Then Esmii rose from her seat and began to look for Jamboi.

While walking around Esmii finally saw Jamboi, however she noticed that he was busy having fun with Penny. She smiled and decided that she would not bother the two of them. She then looked at Sage. "We can see Penny and Jamboi another time."

Esmii then decided that she would leave a bit earlier, and go see how Sven was, as he said he was ill and she wanted to show him her dress and give him the gifts she had for him. "Well you too, Lets head to Sven's and see how he is feeling." After mentioning Sven both Sage and Newt got exited, Esmii giggled at the both of them. "Ok, calm down, we will see him soon." And off she went.
Meeting the Sun: Part 3


Place: Tavern near the Queen’s Gate, Ersand’Enise Academy of Thaumaturgy
Time: Velles 2nd, Orrendes (Afternoon going on Evening)
Thank you @Force and Fury for this collab

Esmii noticed that she and Sven were the only ones left in the room. Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain from her wrist and remembered she had hurt it when she fell. She started to rummage through her bag, remembering that she had a bandage in there and, on finding that bandage, she began to wrap up her wrist, as fast as possible, to ease the pain, and so she can carry on with what she needed to do, because right now she can’t heal herself and no one else can help her at this point.

After her wrist was bandaged properly, she moved onto her knees and faced the bed. Then she slowly starts to stand using the bed to steady herself. She then climbs back onto the bed, and looking at Sven, she tries to shake him to see if he will awaken, she also talks to him, to see if he will wake to the sound of her voice. "Sven, please wake up for me, I’m sorry for the trouble I have caused you, I know it’s all my fault, but please open your eyes, I need you to be ok."

Sven had been drifting in and out of consciousness for at least a few minutes. Vaguely, he had felt the sensation of heat, and then one of shouting, alarm, and movement. He knew he had been attacked. He had the incomplete sense - almost as if he had viewed it from outside of himself - that he had killed. Roslyn was not well. This, he knew. Esmii was sitting there by his bedside, crying and blaming herself and, though he did not consciously register it, the sensory input was enough to finally pull him from the last bit of it. Feelings stirred inside of him at her words and his eyes flashed open.

Esmii didn’t notice that Sven was starting to wake up, as she was lost in her own thoughts, and you could see she wasn't in the moment as her eyes were glazed. She then turned herself around and slid off the side of the bed. Now she sat on the floor, resting her back on the bed, bringing her knees up to her chin, wrapping her arms around her knees and tucked her head into her arms. She felt useless and helpless, and didn’t realise she was voicing what she was thinking.

"Maybe my moila (brother) is right, I am useless and stupid, and all I do is cause trouble and problems for others, like I did for my Aluu (father) and Aloi (mother). Why did I have to get closer to it, I knew I needed to stay away from the aberration as I am influenced more by it, and yet I still stupidly walked closer and was controlled by it. Look what I did, Rose and Sven are suffering so much because of me, and all I have is a headache." Tears started to stream down her face again, which made her head hurt more, but she felt like she deserved it. "What should I do?"

Sven slid off the far side of the bed, his head still fuzzy and pounding. He did not completely know what he was doing and what had happened, much less where he was. Everything was bad. He’d… it started to come back to him. He’d… he’d killed a girl: ripped her limb from limb. She’d tried to help them and she’d sacrificed herself and she was dead. He stumbled away. Faintly, through the thickening headache and tinnitus, he thought he could hear crying, but it might’ve been his own. He thought he could sense sadness, but… he’d killed someone. He’d viciously murdered a person in cold - or perhaps hot - blood. Some of her blood was still on him. Roslyn was missing. She was crazy and she was missing. Esmii was wallowing. He wanted to feel something, but all that he could feel was fuzzy and empty. He was… out of empathy. He half turned. ”You should get up instead of making him right. We have our friend to find.”

Esmii, still deep in her emotional thoughts, managed to hear a voice, she recognises the voice, however she cannot tell if it is real or just her imagination. Following what the voice says, her body quickly responds on its own, by standing up and moving in the direction of where the voice came from. Suddenly she comes to an abrupt stop, as her face makes contact with Sven’s back. She stumbles back, giving her head a little shake, snapping back to reality, her gaze slowly shifts to the figure's face. Her eyes widened with joy, on realising it was Sven and he was awake. "Sven, you're awake, Thank Reshta." She walks back over to him and gives him a hug. Then she stands on her tiptoes and kisses him on his cheek and asks him, "How are you feeling my love, I was worried."

She impacted his back and it forced him to twist about. Sven was not in the mood for hugs. He was not even thinking about much of anything except the look on that yasoi woman’s face when he’d ripped her arms off. That was burned into him. He shook his head, and started walking again. Esmii was safe, at least. Roslyn wasn’t. She’d gone aberration mad and she was missing and… it was nothing more than a distraction, but he needed one, and maybe he could do some good, at least.

Then, Esmii was there to intercept him, standing right in his way as he was about to exit. He tried to shake his head. He tried to shake her off. On some level, he didn’t want to be touched right now. He didn’t want to be held. He just needed to not think about what he’d done until he could take some time and unpack it. He needed to do something to make up for it. Esmii was safe. She was. Now, Roslyn needed help. “Bad,” he replied shortly, ”but we’ll deal with that later. For now, our friend needs help.” He made sure to keep moving.

Esmii noticed that Sven right now didn’t want to be touched, she knew something was different, she tried to hide the sadness on her face, as she didn’t want to make him feel worse. While she fiddled with her clothes she said. "I’m sorry, I should have asked you before I hugged you." Still fiddling with her clothes, she spoke again. "Right now Rose isn’t on her own, Sun King, the person who’s room this is, and who helped me to get you and Rose here, is following her. He said for me to stay here with you, as I am drained."

Esmii showed Sven her wrapped up wrist. "I overdid it with my magic again, and when I tried to stop Rose from jumping from the balcony I went dizzy and fell to the floor and hurt my wrist. I'm so useless. Sun King followed her right after she ran." She looked at the floor. Esmii took a deep breath, and she raised her voice, so he knew that she was trying to be serious, she knew she needed to talk to him and she knew with how she was feeling she couldn’t stop him but she at least had to try.

"We need to rest, we are both not right and you know it. Also I need to talk to you about things that happened to you in the last mission, as I think they are linked to what happened today. And why I have been acting strange lately, I need you to listen, it’s important. And after we have talked and rested, we can help look for Rose, because if you collapse again I can't carry you, like you can if I were to collapse." Then she slowly walked backwards till she was in front of the door. Her eyes looked onto his, as she was trying very hard to stand her ground and not budge, even though she knew he could just pick her up effortlessly.

She just wouldn’t let up. It all had to be dealt with right this moment, when Sven needed to just… not think about it for a bit longer. He knew it needed to be dealt with, but… For some reason he couldn’t explain, he was just… out of emotional energy. He needed to recharge, badly He heaved a long, vexed sigh. “Now ish not a good time for me,” he growled. “If I collapshe, leave me there.” He made to go around her. He just couldn’t. He just… hadn’t comprehended it all. The berserker rage was happening more and more often now, but it wouldn’t happen a mere hour or two after the previous incident. That much, he knew.

He needed to be outside, doing something, working through his feelings through action not sitting in someone’s guest room, having what was sure to be a long, emotionally wrought conversation with Esmii. Please, just understand me, Sven begged inwardly, but then it struck him: he was wrong. This wasn’t about him. This was about her and the damage she’d suffered and the further damage he could cause her. She needed him. Heart heavy, he rubbed at the bridge of his nose and let out a sigh. He would have to summon the strength. “I’m… shorry,” he grated, “for my shellfishness.” He found a nearby sofa and let himself collapse onto it. “You’re right. Tell me what’sh wrong. I’ll try to lishten.”

Esmii sighed in relief, as Sven went to sit down, she thought to herself Is his Eskand stubbornness rubbing off on me? She slowly makes her way to the sofa he collapsed on, with no room for her to sit with him she moves a stool closer to the sofa and takes a seat. Thinking back on his facial expressions, tone of his voice and how he acted, she wondered if he remembers everything that happened this time. Then she holds one of his hands, and says, "Sven you aren’t being selfish, and you have nothing to be sorry about, I’m just worried about you." She took a second to think about what to say and continued.

"There are two things that I want to talk about, the main thing is about you, and the other is to do with me, but you are more important. This strange force that you have, I have noticed it’s showing itself more often. The first time I saw it was when we were in the monastery. Just before we escaped, you were angry but seemed to have some control." She takes a short pause again as the next bit she is going to talk about, hurts her and she begins to tightly grip her dress, the grip is tight enough for her hand to turn white. "The second time the strange force appeared… was when I thought you had died… but then you suddenly got back up and you defended us." When she had finished talking about that memory, her grip on her dress eased.

Then she thought about what had happened today, "You remember what happened at the gate don’t you?" She held his hand with both of hers, and continued, "She attacked you first, and you defended yourself, if you were hurt I would have done the same, as she was not of sound mind and her fate was sealed from the moment she started to draw from it." She thought again about what to say, then she simply said,

"If these moments of rage are starting to become more frequent, I want you to know that I am here for you, I will be at your side. I will do everything I can to help you figure out what is happening, and how to control or prevent it. Also do you know if you had anything like this happen, when you were younger or before you started school?" Her tone was determined, she just wanted him to know he isn’t alone and that she loved him.

Right now she was trying to stop herself from hugging him, as she knew he didn’t want to be hugged. She took a deep breath, as she was worried she would annoy him. She was also wondering how to tell him about what had actually happened to her in the last mission. Just thinking of Dmitry frightened her, and she unknowingly dug her nails into her arm out of fear. She tried to hide her fright from Sven like she had tried to in the past.

It was... a more thoughtful response than Sven had anticipated, but he*still* did not want to do this - not right now. He could *not* be in here dwelling on it. That violence wasn't him, but... it was. It had always been there: in the tapestries that hung on the walls in his family's ancient castle. They all depicted men who looked a lot like him, huge and towering, besting various foes, man and beast, in often brutal ways. It had always been there: in the way he had thought it might be so easy to just... break the kids who'd teased and annoyed him when he was young. How many times had he fantasized about hurting them in various ways? It had always been there: in the rage he'd felt when people hurt or abused small things, weak things, and animals who couldn't defend or speak up for themselves. How he'd hated their smugness, how he'd wanted to wipe it off of their faces with... well, he'd wanted to do it peacefully, stridently so. Hadn't he?

Yet, there'd been a little part of him - a savage little part he'd always denied - that had almost *hoped* that it would fail, because they wouldn't actually learn anything from his words. They all laughed at him when he spoke, or were laughing in their heads. He knew it. He could sense the way that their chemical signatures changed when he opened his mouth. He stood there, awkwardly for a second, not wanting to be corralled, trapped in here, even with Esmii. *But this is about her feelings, not **yours**,* he reminded himself. “I have alwaysh had violenshe in my shoul,” he admitted.

Sven thought of the colossal black set of armour that stood behind the Jarl's chair in the Great Hall, polished by old Ms. Ljundberg when he'd been small, before she'd retired. Mother, as Lady of the house after Father had died, could not be seen doing that sort of manual work herself, so it had fallen to Astrid instead. How it had stood there, terrifying and enchanting him in equal measure as a boy! It had remained in place for some eight hundred years since legend held it had been worn in battle by Kol of Sturmreef at the Second Battle of Relouse, where he near-singlehandedly carried the Eskandr effort before being slain by Hildr the Red, patron saint of Kerremand. Nobody had grown large enough to don the armour since and Sven couldn't help but see the metaphor in it.

Yet, those had been fleeting thoughts, *guilty* ones. Where most boys had learned swordplay, hunting, and strategy, in addition to their mathematics, Avincian, and rhetoric, his idle times had been spent reading by the great bay window in the sewing room, while his mother, sisters, and other ladies chatted and did crochet. His days had been otherwise filled with tutors in all of the modern sciences, philosophies, and skills that his mother had thought would turn him into a different sort of lord, one day. They were all soft, kind, thoughtful things, of beauty and creation, taught by one third daughter of some minor house or another. How greatly he had studied herbs and medicines, sewing, binding wounds, administering - not ruling - his lands with compassion and understanding. He'd had his history lessons but, he suspected, the heroes had been very different from those that most boys learned about. He had, as a child, soaked these lessons up like a sponge.

Yet, always, had Sven gravitated outside. The plants and animals of the region and how they all worked so well in a perfect, delicate balance, came to fascinate him. The formation of the ores in the ground and the mountains and those great eruptions of fire and ash from the distant volcanic peaks: how those had excited him!

Then, there had been dragons, and they were the one thing that was not kind and soft and thoughtful that he was allowed. How he had *loved* dragons!
More than once, when they could see how his eyes lit up at the fiery breath or at those tales of epic struggles between heroes and the great beasts, the adults around him had tried to steer Sven away, but this had been his bottom line. His violence had come out in kicking screaming, *raging* tantrums when they threatened to take his books away, and their kindness, softness, and thoughtfulness had caved to his violence. Before he had left for Ersand'Enise, Sven had stood before the armour of Kol with his mother and asked her why she had always had it shined so diligently if she hated what it represented. She had told him that it was a reminder of where they'd come from and a warning not to return for, rich as his legend had become, Kol had brought ruin upon his kingdom, in the end. *But do we not stand, ourselves, on the precipice of ruin, mother?* he had thought, though he had not dared to say it. That, then, he knew, was the root of his current problems. He saw, in Esmii, something a little bit like his mother. She was kind and soft and... delicate.

He sighed. “I’m… shorry, Esmii, but that violence hash been represshed for ash long ash I have lived.” He shook his head. “This... ish how it ish eshcaping.” His cheeks flushed with shame and his hands balled into fists. He breathed again, deeply: in and out. “I... need shome outlet.” He shook his head again, clenching his jaw so tightly that it hurt. “I need *shomething*."

Esmii sat and listened intently to what he had to say. She then thought for a while, she knew that what he was saying was the truth. She also knew that this is part of him. From her own experience she knows there are some things you can’t escape from. She wanted to help her beloved. Seeing his face, she could see the sadness in his eyes. She clearly knew that he was ashamed of himself, but this wasn’t his fault. "My love you have nothing to be sorry about. I want to help you, after the trials and school, maybe we can find a way to help you."

She then thought of her past. The time she spent in Mycromi with her family. The constant bullying and mockery from the other Yasoi, treating her like dirt because she looked more human, however her family were treated better as they were seen as full Yasoi. She wasn’t even safe from the Yasoi children her own age, as they pretended to be her friend and often beat her. Even her own moila (brother) who was sick of all the other Yasoi laughing at their family behind their backs, tried to take matters into his own hands. His attempt was luckily unsuccessful, however the scar on Esmii’s waist is proof that he tried.

She came back from her memories, she was determined to help Sven. " It might be hard and take us a while, but I will stay by your side. Hmm maybe something to do with dragons might help." Her tone was soft and comforting. Noticing that he doesn’t want to talk about what happened to him anymore, she decided to change the topic. She took a deep breath and said. " I have been keeping something from you that happened in the last mission, when we separated. I wanted to tell you as it has made me more worried and scared. But I didn't want to cause you more problems. I’m sorry if I have caused more problems for you lately. I always seem to cause the people I love problems, but I need to talk about this." She was scared of this topic and also scared in case she had caused problems for Sven, as her grip tightened around her arms, she didn’t notice her nails were digging into her skin.

He sat on a nearby sofa, all but throwing himself onto it. “You tell me and I'll lishten.” He tried to offer a supportive smile.

Esmii lifted her head up, and on seeing him smile, she tried to smile back, however her hands were still tightly grasped round her arms. And even though it terrified her, she thought about what happened and what she wanted to say, then began. "When we split up into teams, the team I was in with Marz, Rose, Khaliun and one of her mercenaries. We met a Sanguinaire called Dmitry, who we saw ripping the Volti members apart, then licking the blood from his hands after." Saying this made her remember him doing this, she felt nauseous, she could also remember the sight and smell.

She took a few minutes then continued. "After that his attention went to us and after the conversation we had where Khaliun didn’t side with him, he attacked us. He went for Marz first, as he could sense or smell mana types. He was able to bite Marz, and after this his attention went to me, as he landed close to me, and told me he knew my mana type is Moodcaster, and began to target me. He tried to bite me twice, however I was able to dodge him once, and the second time I didn't dodge in time but my wand helped me. However after that his anger got the best of him and he just wanted to kill me and get my blood that way." recalling this caused her to tremble in fear and tears ran down her face.

"Since then, I’m scared to go out at night alone. I can’t sleep, even when I'm with you. I keep having nightmares of everything Dmitry did but the worst part is I keep reliving the moment you dropped to the ground I couldn’t breathe, I was too weak to help you, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry." All of her fears took over, she could no longer talk, she was trembling and crying too much. She didn’t want him to see her in this state, after what he had just gone through. She stood from where they were sitting, and began to walk towards the balcony to get some fresh air and see if this would help her to calm down.

Sven walked up behind Esmii, quietly, and wrapped his arms around her. “You take ash long ash you need to become shtrong.” He gazed out across the cityscape as he held her. He was still afraid of what he'd done. It was coming back to him, now, and a growing feeling of guilt had taken root, but it was clear to him that it was not something he should burden Esmii with. “For now, I have strength enough for both of ush, and I intend to shtart ushing it.”

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