I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Rush Of Blood To The Head, part 7.8.
Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
“Aw, thanks brother dear,” she sticks out her tongue, “you can be such a charmer at times, no wonder Jaheira loves you so…”
“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of horrid wiltings on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.
“Resting now, means that we will have to continue on through the darkness of the night,” Jaheira says to me as we step into the small meadow and choose the most comfortable spots underneath the large trees, protected by the shadows.
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
“Get some sleep, Keldorn, I will stay up,” I tell the paladin, “If safety is your concern, that is…”
“I am unsure if I could sleep even if I tried,” Keldorn sighs, “this full plate is really not suited for that… best I can hope is that my body recovers from simple idleness. And there is much for me to think of, as well.”
“Having second thoughts?” I ask.
“It is a common mistake to believe that a paladin never has any doubts,” he smiles, “of course I am, I am always doubting myself… perhaps, that is why I still live, while many of my fellows lay dead.”
“Let me guess… of course you’re thinking of your wife and daughters,” I say, “at times I thought about trying to talk you out of coming with us, but it was your decision.”
“And I do not regret it,” Keldorn replies proudly, “now that I have seen the terrible havoc the madman has wrought in this place, I feel that standing aside would have been cowardice. Why don’t you get some sleep, lad, I’ll be up in any case…”
I do not reply, but only send a quick glance to where Jaheira sits cross-legged, deep in meditation and Keldorn laughs quietly and winks to me.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
“Really, Sir Paladin… I did not expect something like that coming from your mouth,” I laugh, but Keldorn does not reply and just grins before leaning back against the tree and closing his eyes. I follow his example and close my eyes as well…
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
I take off my clothes very quickly, remaining only in my tunic and as I do so, I look at where Keldorn is sitting… he pretends to be asleep, but the very silly grin that is plastered on his face, gives him away. I rise and run off into the forest to catch up with Jaheira, who is waiting for me, leaning against the tree. She takes my hand and leads me further away from the camp.
“Worry not; we will be safe here,” she says gently, “I want to show you something… I heard water purling nearby. There must be a brook here.”
The forest path leads us down into a shallow glen and we discover the brook flowing through it, its waters crystal clear and runway cowered with small, smooth pebbles. There is an absolute and peaceful silence, except for the quiet rippling of the water and rustling of the leaves high above our heads. I realize how cool it is down in the glen, the rays of sun not reaching us here. Jaheira releases my arm and walks towards the brook and jumps into it in one fluid motion, without even checking the water before that. The water barely reaches up to her knees as I see her eyeing me invitingly.
“Join me,” she says in a voice that once again denies me of any chance to disobey. I follow her example and step into the water, only to let out a quiet scream of surprise.
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
“You will get used to it,” she laughs, “you need a practice… what kind of a woodsman are you, if you are afraid by a bit of a cold water? And it will refresh you as good as many hours of sleep…”
“Jaheira… please, I can’t feel my legs, they are cramping,” I plead her, but she does not give in.
“No, you are not getting anywhere,” she grins, “but I can warm you… if you wish…” with these words, she draws me even closer to kiss me fiercely and I must confess that it helps greatly to forget the cold, stinging my feet… She releases me only a few, very pleasant moments afterwards and drags me out of the brook, as I am unable to walk myself… she helps me to get seated in the deep grass and cuddles at my side as I continue to rub my legs, trying to get the blood to start circulate faster.
“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?” I wink at her playfully, but she does not respond, looking unusually dreamy and unfocused for someone like her.
“It will be over in a matter of hours…” she speaks suddenly, her tone now deadly serious, “one way or another.”
“Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,” I reply, continuing to massage my feet.
“I said it, trying to strengthen your resolve and giving you the courage,” she says, “but now that we are so close, I think there is no need to pretend. The danger is grave, Theodur… we both know it. With the power of your tainted soul… if he has mastered the power, then… I shudder to think what awaits us…”
“And yet there is no way to avoid facing it, is there? I mean… I must face it,” I speak, but she interrupts me.
“Do not even dare to suggest something like that. I would never leave your side, even if you told me to go away or would push me away with force,” she says, her eyes growing pensive, “I do not fear death as such. But that does not mean that I would… I don’t want to die, Theodur. I do not want to.”
“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
“I want you to have it all, Jaheira… and I hope I can make your wishes come true,” I whisper in her ear, “I can offer you only one thing as encouragement…”
“And what would that be?” she asks.
“All those things you mentioned… despite the dangers, we have never been so close to gaining them…” I say, squeezing her tightly.
“You are right. You know… you are absolutely right. I… I must thank you… that helps a great deal…” she kisses me softly, “I am… I am pleasantly surprised that you managed to find the words and set my mind more at ease… I thought it was my job to do.”
“You have been doing it since I knew you, Jaheira,” I laugh, before kissing her again, “it’s about time for me to start paying that credit back to you…”
“Well, I am thankful, regardless…” she smiles mischievously, “and since I am in a much better mood now…”
“Do you think we should?” I ask her, my sense of reason trying to fight the excitement, “I would not wish to make you more… um, tired, before the fight…”
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
Rush Of Blood To The Head, part 7.8.
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DAMN! I was almost at the end, commenting on every paragraph, when something happened and then... *sigh*
I liked this chapter very much, like I always do!
It was all well written and don't think there was too much of mushiness either. 
'consider' (This is the only thing I rememberd. )
I liked this chapter very much, like I always do!
It was all well written and don't think there was too much of mushiness either. “Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,”
'consider' (This is the only thing I rememberd.
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DAMN! I was almost at the end, commenting on every paragraph, when something happened and then... *sigh*
Aww... I hate it when that happens to me, too.
I liked this chapter very much, like I always do!
Pfew! And thanks, I'm glad that you liked it!
“Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,”
'consider' (This is the only thing I rememberd.
Ack. This is my favorite mistake, no doubt.
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Posted 01 December 2003 - 09:54 PM
I wonder if there is an antidote for mushiness.I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
so much better than bubblegum pink.Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
Is Edwin looking in a mirror again?“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
in a city under siege, can there be a safe place?Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
The simple problem of just standing up is often ignored with armor.“I am unsure if I could sleep even if I tried,” Keldorn sighs, “this full plate is really not suited for that… best I can hope is that my body recovers from simple idleness. And there is much for me to think of, as well.”
wise insight.“Having second thoughts?” I ask.
“It is a common mistake to believe that a paladin never has any doubts,” he smiles, “of course I am, I am always doubting myself… perhaps, that is why I still live, while many of my fellows lay dead.”
Keldorn is apparently a dirty old man…I like him.“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
Oh my!“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
As if you have to ask who the boss is.“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?”
And if Jon’ has mastered it, he will have no problem using that power to his own ends.“I said it, trying to strengthen your resolve and giving you the courage,” she says, “but now that we are so close, I think there is no need to pretend. The danger is grave, Theodur… we both know it. With the power of your tainted soul… if he has mastered the power, then… I shudder to think what awaits us…”
yes those thought have a way of intruding on an unsuspecting mind.“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
it is strangely difficult to picture Jaheira as a mother. I wish I knew why.“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
Wonderful chapter, as always.
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Posted 01 December 2003 - 10:09 PM
I wonder if there is an antidote for mushiness.I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Heh, that should come handy at times. But then again - sometimes a little mushiness is required.
so much better than bubblegum pink.Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
No, I really can't stand that. If someone has made or knows where I can download de-pinked Imoen portraits, please let me know.
Is Edwin looking in a mirror again?“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
Nope, Immy is at fault, this time.
in a city under siege, can there be a safe place?Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
Yep, outside the city, next to the dead dragon.
The simple problem of just standing up is often ignored with armor.“I am unsure if I could sleep even if I tried,” Keldorn sighs, “this full plate is really not suited for that… best I can hope is that my body recovers from simple idleness. And there is much for me to think of, as well.”
Yep, I imagine it would be quite a problem...
wise insight.
“It is a common mistake to believe that a paladin never has any doubts,” he smiles, “of course I am, I am always doubting myself… perhaps, that is why I still live, while many of my fellows lay dead.”
Yeah... there ought to be some explanation of why he has lived for so long.
Keldorn is apparently a dirty old man…I like him.“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
He's not bad, really.
Oh my!“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
For all her apparent prudishness, Jaheira can be very direct at times...
Of course, this time she only wanted to paddle in that brook.
As if you have to ask who the boss is.“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?”
Nope, they both know it.
And if Jon’ has mastered it, he will have no problem using that power to his own ends.“I said it, trying to strengthen your resolve and giving you the courage,” she says, “but now that we are so close, I think there is no need to pretend. The danger is grave, Theodur… we both know it. With the power of your tainted soul… if he has mastered the power, then… I shudder to think what awaits us…”
Urgh... as if he needed more power...
yes those thought have a way of intruding on an unsuspecting mind.“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
Sorta makes you really touchy.
it is strangely difficult to picture Jaheira as a mother. I wish I knew why.“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
Hehe, I know, initially I couldn't either. But the idea sort of grew on me, and I think she'd be a great mother, with her overprotective streak and all.
Wonderful chapter, as always.
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I hate the worried pink portrait they use for Imoen as well. I replaced it ages ago and have never looked back.
http://weidu.org/pics/index.html
Has the Imoen portrait I use. No pink. And she looks remarkably good in it. It is way down on the bottom but worth the wait to get.
No, I really can't stand that. If someone has made or knows where I can download de-pinked Imoen portraits, please let me know.
I hate the worried pink portrait they use for Imoen as well. I replaced it ages ago and have never looked back.
http://weidu.org/pics/index.html
Has the Imoen portrait I use. No pink. And she looks remarkably good in it. It is way down on the bottom but worth the wait to get.
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Nah, nothing wrong with a bit of mush, especially towards the end of a story.
“Aw, thanks brother dear,” she sticks out her tongue, “you can be such a charmer at times, no wonder Jaheira loves you so…”
Heh, if Theo tried to use charm on Jaheira he'd more than likely get a whack round the head for his efforts.
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Nope - you'd either get interrupted by monsters, or by elves moaning at you to get up and finishing saving their city.
Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
Better safe than sorry. It's be kind of a shame to get this close to confronting Irenicus and then get jumped in their sleep and killed by a stray troll or something.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
Heh, he knows Theo well.
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
LOL! Don't be such a wuss, Theo.
“You will get used to it,” she laughs, “you need a practice… what kind of a woodsman are you, if you are afraid by a bit of a cold water? And it will refresh you as good as many hours of sleep…”
For a druid, maybe. Myself I'd take the sleep any day...
“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?” I wink at her playfully, but she does not respond, looking unusually dreamy and unfocused for someone like her.
Nah, we knew that already without her having to prove it.
“Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,” I reply, continuing to massage my feet.
I bet she thought about it, though. It would be impossible not to, with so much at stake for both of them.“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
Aww...
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
It's not often that she speaks her heart like this, but she's very emotional when she does. And Theo probably feels just the same about her.“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
So you'll have plenty of time to do those things in the future, once this is all behind you. Don't give up just yet, Jae.
“All those things you mentioned… despite the dangers, we have never been so close to gaining them…” I say, squeezing her tightly.
Unfortunately you're not as close as you think, Theo. But hopefully it will happen one day...“You are right. You know… you are absolutely right. I… I must thank you… that helps a great deal…” she kisses me softly, “I am… I am pleasantly surprised that you managed to find the words and set my mind more at ease… I thought it was my job to do.”
Aww...everyone needs help from time to time. And Theo's not entirely useless.
“Do you think we should?” I ask her, my sense of reason trying to fight the excitement, “I would not wish to make you more… um, tired, before the fight…”
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
Heh, so much for Theo's good intentions. But they both needed this, I think - and it'll probably do them more good than sleep would, anyway.
Great chapter - some very sweet moments there.
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Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
Aww, Theo is such a cute big brother.
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
Heh, heh, funny how Immy is so often seems to be fond of romance novels.
“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of horrid wiltings on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.
Tsk, never make a Drow jealous.
“Resting now, means that we will have to continue on through the darkness of the night,” Jaheira says to me as we step into the small meadow and choose the most comfortable spots underneath the large trees, protected by the shadows.
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Well, they can always get some long branches and propr up the dead dragon's wings to use as a tent.
“And I do not regret it,” Keldorn replies proudly, “now that I have seen the terrible havoc the madman has wrought in this place, I feel that standing aside would have been cowardice. Why don’t you get some sleep, lad, I’ll be up in any case…”
I do not reply, but only send a quick glance to where Jaheira sits cross-legged, deep in meditation and Keldorn laughs quietly and winks to me.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
Whoo-Hoo!
“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
Tsk, twist Theo's rubber arm.
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
Um, maybe that wasn't such a wise idea on Jae's part. Doesn't cold cause certain... parts to shrink?
“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
Heh, heh, I hope those two have lots of children, and that Jae has triplets.
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
I like mushy.
Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
*grin* Oh, very nice!
Since she's more or less sharing my own colors, that's an extremely satisfying paragraph to read. 
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
Of course she does.
“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of horrid wiltings on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.
*grin* He didn't react to Vic slapping him on the butt? He *is* distracted then.
“And I do not regret it,” Keldorn replies proudly, “now that I have seen the terrible havoc the madman has wrought in this place, I feel that standing aside would have been cowardice. Why don’t you get some sleep, lad, I’ll be up in any case…”
I do not reply, but only send a quick glance to where Jaheira sits cross-legged, deep in meditation and Keldorn laughs quietly and winks to me.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
“Really, Sir Paladin… I did not expect something like that coming from your mouth,” I laugh, but Keldorn does not reply and just grins before leaning back against the tree and closing his eyes. I follow his example and close my eyes as well…
Well, Keldorn really loves his wife - of course he would know.
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
Wow...
The forest path leads us down into a shallow glen and we discover the brook flowing through it, its waters crystal clear and runway cowered with small, smooth pebbles. There is an absolute and peaceful silence, except for the quiet rippling of the water and rustling of the leaves high above our heads. I realize how cool it is down in the glen, the rays of sun not reaching us here. Jaheira releases my arm and walks towards the brook and jumps into it in one fluid motion, without even checking the water before that. The water barely reaches up to her knees as I see her eyeing me invitingly.
“Join me,” she says in a voice that once again denies me of any chance to disobey. I follow her example and step into the water, only to let out a quiet scream of surprise.
I sort of expected that to happen.
“Do not even dare to suggest something like that. I would never leave your side, even if you told me to go away or would push me away with force,” she says, her eyes growing pensive, “I do not fear death as such. But that does not mean that I would… I don’t want to die, Theodur. I do not want to.”
“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
Awwww...
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
*sniffle*
“You are right. You know… you are absolutely right. I… I must thank you… that helps a great deal…” she kisses me softly, “I am… I am pleasantly surprised that you managed to find the words and set my mind more at ease… I thought it was my job to do.”
“You have been doing it since I knew you, Jaheira,” I laugh, before kissing her again, “it’s about time for me to start paying that credit back to you…”
Well, yes. Jaheira would never see it that way though. In her mind, *she* is the one who always has to cope.
Rogues do it from behind.
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No, I really can't stand that. If someone has made or knows where I can download de-pinked Imoen portraits, please let me know.
I hate the worried pink portrait they use for Imoen as well. I replaced it ages ago and have never looked back.
http://weidu.org/pics/index.html
Has the Imoen portrait I use. No pink. And she looks remarkably good in it. It is way down on the bottom but worth the wait to get.
Hmm, not bad, not bad at all. Not very BG-ish style, but it's an improvement.
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Nah, nothing wrong with a bit of mush, especially towards the end of a story.
Well, there will be some anguish too... so, I guess it's all about finding the right... balance...
“Aw, thanks brother dear,” she sticks out her tongue, “you can be such a charmer at times, no wonder Jaheira loves you so…”
Heh, if Theo tried to use charm on Jaheira he'd more than likely get a whack round the head for his efforts.
Yep, Jaheira requires different approach...
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Nope - you'd either get interrupted by monsters, or by elves moaning at you to get up and finishing saving their city.
LOL! They are so ungrateful, those elves!
Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
Better safe than sorry. It's be kind of a shame to get this close to confronting Irenicus and then get jumped in their sleep and killed by a stray troll or something.
That would be kind of anticlimactic end to the story, yes.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
Heh, he knows Theo well.
Theo: Seems like too well for my liking!
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
LOL! Don't be such a wuss, Theo.
Theo: Hey, hey... I just killed a dragon, remember?
“You will get used to it,” she laughs, “you need a practice… what kind of a woodsman are you, if you are afraid by a bit of a cold water? And it will refresh you as good as many hours of sleep…”
For a druid, maybe. Myself I'd take the sleep any day...
Heh, me too... mmmmh, sleep... wish I could have slept for an hour more, this morning...
“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?” I wink at her playfully, but she does not respond, looking unusually dreamy and unfocused for someone like her.
Nah, we knew that already without her having to prove it.
Theodur: Now wait just a mom... eh, no you're right.
“Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,” I reply, continuing to massage my feet.
Of course she did. And she has even more reasons to really fear death - there are some people that she could not face, even in afterlife.
“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
Aww...
Yes... I know...
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
Yep. Don't worry, she will not become overly emotional in this story (I hope), but once the secrets will be out of the way, she will become more open about things, at least with Theo. Admitting her fears is one big step, already, but one that I feel was justified.
“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
So you'll have plenty of time to do those things in the future, once this is all behind you. Don't give up just yet, Jae.
No, she won't... she'll be fighting hard to get all that.
“All those things you mentioned… despite the dangers, we have never been so close to gaining them…” I say, squeezing her tightly.
It probably will... and they will lay in a good base after SoA part.
“You are right. You know… you are absolutely right. I… I must thank you… that helps a great deal…” she kisses me softly, “I am… I am pleasantly surprised that you managed to find the words and set my mind more at ease… I thought it was my job to do.”
Aww...everyone needs help from time to time. And Theo's not entirely useless.
Theo: Aw, I'm honored.
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
Heh, so much for Theo's good intentions. But they both needed this, I think - and it'll probably do them more good than sleep would, anyway.
Yep, it will do a lot of good.
Great chapter - some very sweet moments there.
Thanks, glad you liked it! I think you will like the post-Irenicus chapters, if you enjoyed this.
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Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
Aww, Theo is such a cute big brother.
He tries to be...
“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
Heh, heh, funny how Immy is so often seems to be fond of romance novels.
It's a stereotype, but I think well grounded.
“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of horrid wiltings on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.
Tsk, never make a Drow jealous.
Err, no... that is not wise. They tend to deal with the rivals in a rather... violent way.
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Well, they can always get some long branches and propr up the dead dragon's wings to use as a tent.
Sounds comfy
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
Whoo-Hoo!
Jaheira can be rather... straightforward at times...
“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
Tsk, twist Theo's rubber arm.
Oh dear...
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
Um, maybe that wasn't such a wise idea on Jae's part. Doesn't cold cause certain... parts to shrink?
I, err, think it needs a... um, direct contact with the, uh, cold water...
“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
Heh, heh, I hope those two have lots of children, and that Jae has triplets.
Theo: *faints*
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Yet the 'mushiness'[i] bring meaning and insight into the characters actions.
Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
Yep... Someone who knows and just wants it reaffirmed.
“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
“Aw, thanks brother dear,” she sticks out her tongue, “you can be such a charmer at times, no wonder Jaheira loves you so…”
Got him there...
“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
and her too...
on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of [i]horrid wiltings
“Resting now, means that we will have to continue on through the darkness of the night,” Jaheira says to me as we step into the small meadow and choose the most comfortable spots underneath the large trees, protected by the shadows.
“Well, nothing much we can do about it,” I reply, “resting is necessary, I doubt that we will find a more suitable place than this, once back in the city.”
Our mages make an effort to get at least some sleep in order to regain their spells, Jaheira and Viconia are busy as well, praying to their gods, which leaves Keldorn and me with nothing better to do than just doze sleepily – even though Jaheira tried to assure me that the place is absolutely safe and there is no need to stay up in guard duty, I am not convinced.
“Get some sleep, Keldorn, I will stay up,” I tell the paladin, “If safety is your concern, that is…”
“I am unsure if I could sleep even if I tried,” Keldorn sighs, “this full plate is really not suited for that… best I can hope is that my body recovers from simple idleness. And there is much for me to think of, as well.”
“Having second thoughts?” I ask.
“It is a common mistake to believe that a paladin never has any doubts,” he smiles, “of course I am, I am always doubting myself… perhaps, that is why I still live, while many of my fellows lay dead.”
“Let me guess… of course you’re thinking of your wife and daughters,” I say, “at times I thought about trying to talk you out of coming with us, but it was your decision.”
“And I do not regret it,” Keldorn replies proudly, “now that I have seen the terrible havoc the madman has wrought in this place, I feel that standing aside would have been cowardice. Why don’t you get some sleep, lad, I’ll be up in any case…”
I do not reply, but only send a quick glance to where Jaheira sits cross-legged, deep in meditation and Keldorn laughs quietly and winks to me.
“I would suggest that you concentrate on getting some rest, rather than more exhaustion,” he says, making me blush.
“Really, Sir Paladin… I did not expect something like that coming from your mouth,” I laugh, but Keldorn does not reply and just grins before leaning back against the tree and closing his eyes. I follow his example and close my eyes as well…
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
“Come,” she says simply, stepping away from me and slipping off through the trees, “and take off your boots and leggings… you will not need those.”
I take off my clothes very quickly, remaining only in my tunic and as I do so, I look at where Keldorn is sitting… he pretends to be asleep, but the very silly grin that is plastered on his face, gives him away. I rise and run off into the forest to catch up with Jaheira, who is waiting for me, leaning against the tree. She takes my hand and leads me further away from the camp.
“Worry not; we will be safe here,” she says gently, “I want to show you something… I heard water purling nearby. There must be a brook here.”
The forest path leads us down into a shallow glen and we discover the brook flowing through it, its waters crystal clear and runway cowered with small, smooth pebbles. There is an absolute and peaceful silence, except for the quiet rippling of the water and rustling of the leaves high above our heads. I realize how cool it is down in the glen, the rays of sun not reaching us here. Jaheira releases my arm and walks towards the brook and jumps into it in one fluid motion, without even checking the water before that. The water barely reaches up to her knees as I see her eyeing me invitingly.
“Join me,” she says in a voice that once again denies me of any chance to disobey. I follow her example and step into the water, only to let out a quiet scream of surprise.
“Ouch! It is so… cold!” I groan, “you and your blasted druid tricks, I should have known better that you can endure it much better than I,” I try to get out of the water as soon as possible, but Jaheira wraps her hands around me and prevents me from escaping.
“You will get used to it,” she laughs, “you need a practice… what kind of a woodsman are you, if you are afraid by a bit of a cold water? And it will refresh you as good as many hours of sleep…”
“Jaheira… please, I can’t feel my legs, they are cramping,” I plead her, but she does not give in.
“No, you are not getting anywhere,” she grins, “but I can warm you… if you wish…” with these words, she draws me even closer to kiss me fiercely and I must confess that it helps greatly to forget the cold, stinging my feet… She releases me only a few, very pleasant moments afterwards and drags me out of the brook, as I am unable to walk myself… she helps me to get seated in the deep grass and cuddles at my side as I continue to rub my legs, trying to get the blood to start circulate faster.
“Is that your way of telling me who is the boss in our relationship?” I wink at her playfully, but she does not respond, looking unusually dreamy and unfocused for someone like her.
“It will be over in a matter of hours…” she speaks suddenly, her tone now deadly serious, “one way or another.”
“Yesterday you did not even considered the possibility that there could be any other way than killing Irenicus and reclaiming my soul,” I reply, continuing to massage my feet.
“I said it, trying to strengthen your resolve and giving you the courage,” she says, “but now that we are so close, I think there is no need to pretend. The danger is grave, Theodur… we both know it. With the power of your tainted soul… if he has mastered the power, then… I shudder to think what awaits us…”
“And yet there is no way to avoid facing it, is there? I mean… I must face it,” I speak, but she interrupts me.
“Do not even dare to suggest something like that. I would never leave your side, even if you told me to go away or would push me away with force,” she says, her eyes growing pensive, “I do not fear death as such. But that does not mean that I would… I don’t want to die, Theodur. I do not want to.”
“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
“It is strange… in moments like these, I cannot help but to think of all those things I wanted to have in my life…” she sighs, “home, family… children. We are both so young…”
“I want you to have it all, Jaheira… and I hope I can make your wishes come true,” I whisper in her ear, “I can offer you only one thing as encouragement…”
“And what would that be?” she asks.
“All those things you mentioned… despite the dangers, we have never been so close to gaining them…” I say, squeezing her tightly.
“You are right. You know… you are absolutely right. I… I must thank you… that helps a great deal…” she kisses me softly, “I am… I am pleasantly surprised that you managed to find the words and set my mind more at ease… I thought it was my job to do.”
“You have been doing it since I knew you, Jaheira,” I laugh, before kissing her again, “it’s about time for me to start paying that credit back to you…”
“Well, I am thankful, regardless…” she smiles mischievously, “and since I am in a much better mood now…”
“Do you think we should?” I ask her, my sense of reason trying to fight the excitement, “I would not wish to make you more… um, tired, before the fight…”
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
Sorry to hurry... Really did enjoy this...
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
I like mushy.
Good... but still, balance must be maintained.
Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
*grin* Oh, very nice!
Awww... we need to get you the Bladesinger's Chain as a Christmas present, then...
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
Of course she does.
Oh, yes...
“Eh? You said something? Yes, I agree, a fireball in the face would do the job adequately, followed by a pair of horrid wiltings on top of that… for good measure,” Edwin mutters, still quite oblivious of what is going on, but Viconia pushes him roughly on the backside, getting quite annoyed with his staring at Imoen.
*grin* He didn't react to Vic slapping him on the butt? He *is* distracted then.
Poor Eddie is really perceptive to feminine charms, despite being in love with another... well, that's how I see him, anyways
“Really, Sir Paladin… I did not expect something like that coming from your mouth,” I laugh, but Keldorn does not reply and just grins before leaning back against the tree and closing his eyes. I follow his example and close my eyes as well…
Well, Keldorn really loves his wife - of course he would know.
Yep. Good thing that he also destroys Theo's perceptions of paladins as rigid morons.
I am unsure whether I have actually managed to fall asleep or have been just snoozing, but I am awoken when something tender touches my arm… something warm, it feels just like a bare… foot. I open my eyes to see Jaheira, standing over me, wearing nothing more than her plain, green tunic and in a position that reveals quite a lot of what is… under her tunic…
Wow...
She apparently did not want to waste words to get her point across.
“Join me,” she says in a voice that once again denies me of any chance to disobey. I follow her example and step into the water, only to let out a quiet scream of surprise.
I sort of expected that to happen.
Theo didn't...
“You will not die, Jaheira… we will both live through this, I’ll see to that,” I hold her close and she clings to my chest, succumbing to the momentarily weakness.
Awwww...
I know, I know...
“Do not make promises, that you cannot be sure to keep, beloved,” she says quietly, “so close to our goal, we can allow ourselves to be honest with each other… I fear for my life, but I fear more for yours. I know not if I could go on, if you were to be taken from me.”
“Jaheira… I would not want to live on without you either,” I cannot stop the odd tear escaping my eyes, as the horrible thought materializes in my mind.
*sniffle*
It would be hard for anyone to go on without their loved one, but for these two somehow the past makes it even more unlikely.
“You have been doing it since I knew you, Jaheira,” I laugh, before kissing her again, “it’s about time for me to start paying that credit back to you…”
Well, yes. Jaheira would never see it that way though. In her mind, *she* is the one who always has to cope.
Yes, she always makes it so hard on herself. Theo will try to ease her mind, though
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I promise that the plot will actually advance after this part… but for now you get a slightly more private episode, as our heroes rest and prepare for the final fight. Ergh, I seem to have overdosed on mushiness for this episode… bah!
Yet the [i]'mushiness'[i] bring meaning and insight into the characters actions.
Sometimes it does, yeah...
Imoen and Viconia rejoin us soon afterwards, I notice the warmth and appreciation in Viconia’s eyes as she looks upon my sister and I fully understand why… I don’t think Immy has ever looked as beautiful as now, standing in front of us – her silky, black hair that she has allowed to grow long, encircle her face and the contrast with her green eyes and equally green chainmail, is positively enchanting.
“Well? How do I look?” she grins at us, knowing full well what the answer will be, but obviously wanting to hear it just in case.
Yep... Someone who knows and just wants it reaffirmed.
Indeed... at least she does not ask in a stammering, whiny voice like some blond elf.
“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
“Aw, thanks brother dear,” she sticks out her tongue, “you can be such a charmer at times, no wonder Jaheira loves you so…”
Got him there...
“Ah, stop that, Imoen,” Jaheira cuts in, “we decided to make stop here for awhile and have a brief rest. Looking through the trees I noticed a small meadow nearby, so I suggest we head over there… well, after Edwin has stopped this gazing and drooling, that is…”
and her too...
Hehe...
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
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Ah, the crucial before-it's-all-over talk.
Yep.
Even though I love the talk at the Tree of Life in the game, I won't use it in the story that way - instead, I opted for this. Theo isn't the sort of guy to ask someone if they would not reconsider... he's afraid that someone just might leave him at the brink! Good chapter
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I loved the story. It was a perfect preparation for the last fight. Very sweet!
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“Umm… you look like one of those beautiful princesses from the slobbery romance novels that you seemed to be so fond of,” I chuckle.
Hehe... she reads them in all parallel realities, it seems
“It is a common mistake to believe that a paladin never has any doubts,” he smiles, “of course I am, I am always doubting myself… perhaps, that is why I still live, while many of my fellows lay dead.”
And that's why you are a true paladin, instead of a homicidal, smug maniac with delusions of righteousness.
“Really, Sir Paladin… I did not expect something like that coming from your mouth,” I laugh, but Keldorn does not reply and just grins before leaning back against the tree and closing his eyes. I follow his example and close my eyes as well…
Hey - he *did* presumably make those two daughters
“A sweet concern… but has that ever stopped you before?” she grins, before removing her tunic… and then… well, after that, there is no way to decline…
AWWW! Sweet mush!
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