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Playing With Fire	By : Anesor Category: +M through R > Neverwinter Nights Views: 1515 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The Forgotten Realms and Neverwinter world and characters aren't mine but belong to WOTC, Bioware, Obsidian, Cryptic, and others, and this builds on them. Plot and most characters are my creations. I get no money for writing thi

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Neverwinter, the Maul and the Pear Tree -
--- Keryn Half-human
Within a few days, Togge was at Keryn's door. Days wasn't the right word because he pounded on her door in the middle of the night, shouting loud enough to wake most of the inn. “Kerrrynn! Keeerryn! They... Ophalia won't take an I.O.U even after all the coins and gems I paid her. Cheap bitch, I should have...”
Keryn rubbed her eyes, and looked at Mezzan with some embarrassment. His eyes gleamed with a deep spark of crimson light as he smiled back.
Togge pounded on the door a little quieter; shouts from other rooms hadn't reached lethal yet.
“I'm sorry, I offered him floor space if he went broke.” Keryn hadn't minded other times.
The tiefling tucked a strand of the priestess' red hair back with a chuckle. “More like 'when,' isn't it? May I?” With Keryn's nod, he concentrated and cast a cantrip to unlock the door.
Togge hit the wooden door again and it swung open. “Shoulda gotten the...” He charged through a few steps before stumbling to a halt, both in words and forward motion when he saw Keryn and Mezzan sprawled together comfortably, only partly covered by the blanket. Now he flushed. “I... uh... You have company?!”
Mezzan's smile displayed his slightly pointed teeth. “You didn't think she wanted company too? You didn't think she could enjoy company? You didn't think she was young enough to fill her nights with...” being fucked unconscious “...company until she cannot move?”
Togge shook his head sharply and looked at Mezzan in shock. He looked at Keryn, confused at what he didn't hear.
Keryn nudged Mezzan. “He didn't think, so stop taunting the boy.”
“I'm sorry, Keryn. I'll find something else.” The warrior's stance sagged into a woebegone one, as he took a step back towards the door.
That made the priestess sigh. “Find Nate or whoever's still awake, and tell them I'll cover a cheap room. We'll talk after you're sober.”
The tiefling's voice was amused. “Now go and enjoy your hangover.”
Eager to get away, Togge shuffled off much more quietly than his arrival.
Nestling closer to him, Keryn wanted sleep but Mezzan spoke. “Do you have many pets like him, or is he a lover who presumes too much?”
She squinted and said, “More a pet. It'd be like cradle-robbing.”
“I can approve of that, my little proxy. I see a bright future for you, starting with a visit to the market for some nice shimmerweave robes.”
Keryn's smile was half-hearted. “I said it before. I'm a hunter and that is my service. I started with orcs, but undead and bat-shit crazy conquerors are more challenging prey.”
“I am quite sure you have your power's approval, but that doesn't mean you cannot dress well here in the safer areas. Isn't there room in Neverwinter for a temple for your god if they spare the space for a Feywild delegation? Don't you want a temple?”
That made Keryn feel guilty, that she neglected supporting a temple for the elves who lived in the unstable city.
Mezzan's approval was palpable. “Excellent. You don't have to stay inside all the time, every temple needs its heroes and heroines, too. I'll be here waiting when you come back.”
The bigger tiefling rolled on top of her and Keryn looked up at him with a trace of concern. “You have your own business, too, and I'm gone for tendays sometimes.”
“You'd be amazed at how quickly brokering services and trade can be done. I enjoy it, but you...” His kisses nicked her neck and even the pinpoints of pain faded rapidly as he was pulled closer.
- x -
Keryn was dressed and eager to set out early in the morning.
Mezzan wasn't quite as eager when the half-elf steered them to the great public stable near the market. “I thought I was helping with some formal robes and festival clothing today?”
That made Keryn laugh at his sour expression. “After business. I need a horse to travel to Helm's Hold quicker. I think I've saved enough, but I need a sturdy and calm one before I can spend on luxuries.”
The tiefling ran his hand over his one horn. “Then let me help you find a prime stallion, big and strong and fleet of foot to carry you in your heavy armor. Equip the beast with sturdy shoes from the finest farris. And if all else fails, big enough to make a snack as you scamper away.”
Her face wrinkling, Keryn remembered the smell of a horse burning from a mage's ill-placed fireball on an earlier mission near Helm's Hold.
The tiefling bent over her for a quick kiss. “Maybe we can find a charm of protection, so you won't have to replace it too often. That stable is run by priests, so we can ask.”
Keryn found Mezzan was an excellent trader, gaining her a tall, gray horse with a sometimes chancy temper. The brute started to bite her, but changed his mind; instead of moving his head away to avoid the bit, he put his neck in flexion low enough to push his head against Keryn's chest.
“See, he likes you, Keryn.” Mezzan grinned at her.
She had been doubtful about a problem horse, despite the bargain price for a trained war-steed.
The stableman's smile was relieved too. “You take him out and about, to get him used to you before the sale is final.”
The tiefling grinned at the stallion. “He looks strong enough to carry us both. Would you object to a picnic, in a nice private glen?”
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A/N: Challenge words are farris and flexion. Thanks to my beta reader, who's been kind enough to point out errors for me. Any others that remain are not intentional... Reviews or a PM to let me know what you think would be very appreciated.
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