Moments in the Sun | By : Shebagirly Category: +M through R > Neverwinter Nights Views: 2345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Leona got back to the Keep before dusk. As expected, Kana was waiting there with a report and stack of papers to sign, regiments to divide. There were three townsfolk from neighboring farms asking for help, and Master Veedle was waiting in the library with plans to review. After completing her many tasks, Leona headed to the pub to catch up with her companions, and get a bite to eat. She didn’t feel like being alone now, though she often took meals in the keep dining room, in solitude.
Her companions were happy to see her; they were all there, including Bishop. He kept his distance, nodding to her as usual when she crossed his path. Casavir was off to the side talking about the layout of the Neverwinter Blacklake district with Sir Nevalle. Leona and her companions talked lightly about plans for the next day. They were headed to visit the Ironfist clan, and Khelgar was confident they would return with strong allies. They were discussing who else they would take along when Neeshka asked what she’d done that day. Leona expected the question, and was ready with a vague response. “Bishop had a few ranger techniques to share, so we went East for some tracking practice.” “Better to learn all you can from him, lass, and then leave him behind. I don’t mind sayin’ I don’t trust ‘im,” said Khelgar. Neeshka saw through the vague. As a natural liar, she was quick to spot evasion in others. “Ranger techniques, huh? Like what?” Bishop strode up, and Leona stiffened. The look on his face was of someone about to have fun at another’s expense. Here it comes, she thought. She expected she’d be the target this time. “Yeah, I had a lead on a potential ally to the East. Wanted to take the Captain to check it out. Didn’t pan out, though, did it, Captain?” Leona understood this game. Bishop had put her in the uncomfortable position of either having to lie or tell the truth. She wanted to do neither, and he knew it. She felt she was being tested, and in that case she always went with her gut. This time truth was in her gut. She steadied herself and met Bishop’s eyes while she spoke. “Oh, I think the lead definitely did pan out.” Leona turned away from him and towards her companions. “Bishop took me today to a beloved place of his. He wanted to show it to me. While there he said some very kind and romantic words, the likes of which you wouldn’t have believed, coming from his usually snide mouth.” Rage lit up his eyes; he did a decent job of swallowing it to take aim again. Leona felt she hadn’t lied: for Bishop, those gestures and words were romantic. She didn’t see the point of leaving out only the details that would spare him, when he was the one who got them into this conversation in the first place. A few of the companions’ eyes turned to Casavir. Everyone knew of his interest in Leona, and everyone guessed she felt the same, although her previous dalliances with Bishop, and his forcefulness, was a roadblock to an otherwise straight-forward courtship. They all knew pretty much everything that went on, even when left unsaid. Bishop caught their glances, and seized the chance to thrust the knife in deeper. “Oh now, don’t worry, paladin. She’s all yours if you want her. I made it clear I’m not going to stick around; it’s not my style. Besides,” he said as he turned to leave, throwing a glance back at Leona, “I have a policy never to sleep with the same woman more than twice.” He nodded to Sal the bartender, and chuckled to himself all the way out the door. “Too bad,” added Qara. “Three times is usually the charm.” Neeshka snickered. Leona shook her head, and laughed with them for a quick moment. What else was there to do? “Well,” she sighed. “Who’s going to ease my embarrassment and buy me an ale?” This, thought the companions at the same time, is why Leona is a natural leader. She doesn’t let life phase her, or shake her, the way so many of us would. Casavir, having heard all, eyed her from the other end of the pub. She knew she’d have some damage control to do, but she couldn’t apologize for the time she’d had today. Life is already so fleeting and short, she thought. My life will probably be shorter than most. She felt lucky enough to have no obligations, and didn’t want to apologize for that. Ammon Jerro bought her an ale, they all put their mugs up, and then she made the seemingly endless walk to Casavir, to piece together his heart.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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