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Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring
Subject: A challenge...


Professor O'Leary
Director's Office & Large Auditorium
Week 1: Tuesday Morning


It was early, but Merideth had already been awake for several hours. Outside gray light draped over the campus, threatening rain later in the day. For now though it held off, leaving the skies dark and pregnant.

She sipped her coffee and looked over at the young man seated before her. He was a day late. Promptness was something she found to be admirable and did not disguise her disappointment that he was not living up to her expectations thus far. Her nails rapped over the heavy wood of her desk. Today she sat behind it, not with the new student in one of the high backed chairs as she had done the day prior.

“I am sure you have some excuse as to why you did arrive yesterday with the other new students…” she began.

Kiirnon sat in the chair across the heavy wood desk, from the professor. He was still wearing his travelling gear, with his cloak hood pulled up and his scarf still covering most of his face. His jet black hair, with a few wisps of white, hung down obscuring most of the rest of his face. He was nervous and lowered his head, ashamed for making a bad first impression. When he spoke it was in a calm, husky voice.

"M'lady I apologize for my tardiness. Any excuse I can offer you would be just that, an excuse," he answered as he raised his head and the dim light reflected in his purplish eyes.

"The truth is I got a bit lost and ran into some difficulties along my travels here."

He reached up and pulled his hood from his head and removed his scarf, revealing his slate gray skin. "You see I am not really welcome many places and had to take a few detours," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair moving the loose strands from his face, and fully revealing the features of his drow heritage.

Merideth watched as the new student pulled back his hood and revealed to her his dark skin. She nodded as she listened to his explanation; even as she got distracted for a moment by the way he ran his hands through his hair.

I wonder what Eled would think of this one...

A smile tried to creep across her lips but she turned it down into a frown and tried to maintain the professional scowl she had worked hard over the years to develop.

"I arrived at the nearby Red Dragon Inn last evening. There I was finally welcomed somewhere. I got a decent meal, directions here, and a room. I set out here just after sunrise."

"No need to dramatize your heritage for me. I knew of it before you were even considered for this school. If it makes your life difficult that is for you to figure out, not me. You'll find that all of the students here have something about them, their blood, and their past that makes life difficult. I've found that those who are at peace with who they are become farmers not great adventurers.”

Kiirnon shifted a bit in the chair. He was a bit uncomfortable. This was alot different than his grandfather's lessons and punishments. As he was watching the professor before him he thought he saw a hint of a smile, but it was gone in the blink of an eye.

"I hope you enjoyed the food at the Inn for you will find the amenities not so great here. But they will be enough to keep you sustained. I will get one of the other students to show you around later.

"So long as this tardiness is a onetime occurrence I think you will do well here. Did you have questions for me before we get you into your first class?"

"It was not my intention to dramatize my heritage. I didn't think that you had already known. I guess I should have realized"

What she had said made sense to him. He had to find his own way to deal with his problems. A bit of confidence returned to him then as he spoke again.

"Part of my reason for accepting the invitation here was to find a place to fit in. Not entirely to be at peace, but to be accepted among those outside of my family.

"I must say the food at the Inn was good, but I wasn't expecting the same treatment here. I was kind of figuring on gruel and bread.

"I hope to redeem myself for my tardiness. If I am to receive a tour later, I assume I will get the ins and outs of the school then. Other than being on time, are there any pressing rules I should know now? What are my classes? Where am I to sleep?"

Kiirnon had many questions but he didn't want to push his luck. He figured he would have time to figure things out as the days went by.

She carefully eyed him while he spoke. Noting the surge of confidence he took on. Feigning disinterest though she let her gaze move to the full suit of armor by the door, and watched him only out of her periphery vision.

"I cannot promise you a place of acceptance beyond your family. That will be up to you.

"I am glad to hear that you find gruel and bread acceptable, for that is what we serve here. Sometimes with a maggot or two for added protein. Those who complain about that sleep in the unwashed pots. Those who don't complain... Well they sleep in the barn. I like my horse to have company.

"Classes... we try to find time to get a few classes in between your duties scrubbing the floors..."

Slowly she let her eyes refocus on him and smiled. "You'll have your own room in the dormitories. We have a variety of classes. There is combat training nearly every afternoon in preparation for our competition against another school. Other than that the classes change regularly so nothing becomes stagnant."

Kiirnon was a bit taken aback by the bit about sleeping in the barn. Then he saw the professor smile and his nervousness about being here at the school, and being away from everything he had known faded. He sensed that despite being harsh with him about the tardiness, this professor was a fair and pleasant person. He made a mental note to speak with her if he ever had any troubles.

Kiirnon noted she said that he would have a dorm room, and wondered about a roommate. He liked the thought of combat training. Then he thought about what kind of classes they had and how much he would be able to learn.

"I have two last questions. First, will I have a roommate? I don't really care, but was just curious. Second, what kind of rules do I need to follow while here? I don't want to get into any more trouble."

Kiirnon sat for a moment thinking... “I guess with that I am ready for whatever you have in store for me next."

“You’ll have a room to yourself. As for rules…” She smiles and shrugs, “you can carry your weapons with you, but I warn you against using them or magic against any of the fellow students outside of training. Show up to class on time, don’t complain about the food… and… oh you’ll figure it out. I’ve got a class to run, and you don’t want to be late.”

She rose and beckoned for him to follow her.

Thirty minutes later Kiiron and the other students sat in an auditorium, listening to Merideth drone on.

“… and so I think you will see the necessity of properly assessing what environment you will adventuring in and planning your gear appropriately. No one wants to end up in the dessert without water or in a snowy mountain range without plenty of furs. Now… if you will stay with me a bit longer I would like to go over the differences between armor types and how…”

The door to the auditorium opened and a young woman came stumbling into the room. “Professor O’leary!” She interrupted, throwing her hands up into the air.

Merideth propped her hand on her doe skin covered him and stared at her expectantly.

“It’s the imps Professor! They’ve revolted! It is terrible! The vault is in chaos! None of the fate rollers are working… the dwarven name generator is spitting out confetti covered in Christian Biblical names, and all of the Trek characters have started creating taverns and are getting drunk on mulled wine!”

The bright blue eyes of the professor turn and glimmer as she looks over her students, and grinned, “Up for the challenge?”


Posted on 2010-03-07 at 04:38:39.

Topic: Demonic Vending Machine
Subject: With help from the family...


HBO's Rome...

I feed it a trophy, a blue ribbon and a milkshake.


Posted on 2010-03-07 at 00:55:33.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Because Moors always have one


Ghost

Posted on 2010-03-07 at 00:51:04.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: LOL


Are you that desperate for applauds dear?



M.

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:47:07.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: For Everyone's Convience




(So no one will say they couldn't find it )

M.

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:38:00.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: :)


Space

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 23:36:35.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: 'If Cartoons were for adults they would put them on prime time...'


Simpsons

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 22:44:04.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Why...


Thank you very much

M.

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 20:09:57.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: To prevent a mobius strip situation:


Zaniness!

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 14:49:01.

Topic: Hello all!
Subject: Welcome!


Ah... another free form chatter. That's how I started into all this craziness myself.

Don't be too afraid of the rules based stuff. Most of the DM's can walk you through anything and I've found that in the forum setting the rules are not as all encompasing as they are in a more 'tabletop' setting.

Um... the normal warnings... don't get caught feeding the Grugg. Check out the March Newsletter if you want to know why (end shameless plug by the editor for the Newsletter). Also here is a hanky for when Eol finds you, keep it handy.

If you need anything let us know. Names in purple or red are staff members, but the guys in blue are very nice and helpful too.

Welcome welcome!

M.

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 03:04:42.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Although...


It should be noted I will applaud anyone who posts here saying they at least downloaded it!

Free applauds!

God... now I'm bribing people.

M.

Posted on 2010-03-06 at 02:49:14.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Sure!


Just don't tell me.

I already know I was one of those downloads. And a random guy I work with is another. So... yeah... not alot of response from my target audience yet... *shrug*

M.


Posted on 2010-03-06 at 02:47:30.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Big Grin Red


Merideth



Posted on 2010-03-05 at 18:56:30.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: LOL


Profanity

You don't know Cay & Nyx?

Fates of Fortune


Posted on 2010-03-05 at 16:11:04.

Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: la la la


^ Zook

> Yook

V Lorax

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 16:08:54.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: You've corrupted me...


Nyx/Cay

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 15:42:15.

Topic: ^ < V game
Subject: A Purple Unicorn


^ Wired

> Twisted

V Bent

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 15:41:33.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: hmmm


Hallmark

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 14:51:02.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: Probably True


Candle

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 04:57:35.

Topic: Fates of Fortune Art
Subject: A work in progress


Working on a piece for this and figured I would share the small bit I have sketched out so far since it turned out so nicely. I think I got some strange looks at the Red Lobster while doodling this, glad I didn't get any of my coconut shrimpies on it.

For your enjoyment.

A night in Nyx's Crypt


M.

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 02:48:05.

Topic: RedWyrm School of Online Adventuring - Q&A
Subject: Reminder


Yes Monday night is for dreaming... although it seems you went on without my answer... good job Steel... and Wolf.

Now for the rest of you... don't make me pull out that ruler!

I will be moving the game on Saturday, got something in mind for you all that I think you might enjoy (going to try my hand at something new here...) but I hope to have your dream sequences in before then.



Prof. M.

Posted on 2010-03-05 at 02:31:38.

Topic: RDInnsider - The March Issue Is Here!
Subject: Just trying to keep this in the top five...


Got to let people know we have a new issue!

7 Downloads so far... come on and pad my ego just a bit more and get that up to 10...

M.


Posted on 2010-03-04 at 21:41:47.

Topic: The Fates of Fortune
Subject: To thee I promise myself...


Hours later Cayrimsa Ettelenya laid curled up against Nyx Shyndyn and marveled at how perfectly warm he was. In the space between they had allowed themselves to be consumed by the fires of their passions until the limits of their physical bodies, although their souls still craved more. In the sweet afterglo her fingers dared to dip betwixt her legs and reaffirmed her thoughts as she felt his heat still spreading against her there. Somehow she had always felt that elves would carry their cool temperaments with them to bed. Even after the sparks that had flown between her and Nyx before this had happened she had held to her doubts that an elf would make a decent lover.

Of course… he isn’t really an elf…

She reminded herself, again, with a slight smile. Nyx had poured his passions over her like an erupting volcano. She now doubted if the boiling he caused in her blood would ever fully cool.

They had come to this room for a purpose. The words they had spoken had been promises that needed to be sealed with something more tangible. For Cay, though, the act itself was not enough. Even as her body and her soul burned with what they had shared she still found a tug of doubt, and a realization that he had not yet fully lived up to the promises he had made.

Her eyes closed and she wondered if he felt any lasting doubts, or if her submission and the breaking of her vows, had been enough for him. She tried to read him, and even with her eyes closed she thought she could. His lithe body was spooned against her back. Their hearts were aligned in this position, only the encasing ribs keeping them apart. The aspen breeze of his elven breaths caressed over her gnarled ear and ran through her hair. Light as air a kiss brushed over her shoulder and she sighed, starting to feel at ease; which is when he moved, the kiss had been a single act that preceded his body separating from hers, and brought the doubts crashing back down upon her.

Leaving… he’s leaving you Cay… even after everything he turns and shows you that he is no better than the rest… perhaps worse because he lied…

Her stomach clenched and she sat up, hating that the first emotion that rose in her was fear and not anger. “No…” she muttered in despair, reaching her hands toward him as he pulled off the bed.

The pained voice made him turn back to her. For a moment she could see herself reflected in his yellow eyes. She saw herself, weakened by him to a point that she was now leaning across the bed, throwing her heart under his feet, tears threatening to consume her amber eyes and drench the fires he had fanned. A flicker of shock at seeing her like this ran over his face, but it lasted only a moment and was quickly replaced with compassion. His hands caught hers and pulled her out of the sheets and to his chest again.

“Shhhh…” He whispered against her hair, pressing his lips against her forehead.

In his arms, as he guided them closer to the little dresser in the room, she started to let go of her doubts once again. Slowly she relaxed and looked up at him, their eyes met and he smiled lightly at her. His eyes plead with her to believe that what he had said was true, so long as she accepted him he would never leave her. The smile melted over her and she returned it. Only when he had gotten that smile and seen the trepidation leave her eyes did he let her go.

He stepped back so that small inches of space separated them. She closed her eyes and felt the electricity that tingled in the space between them. In the darkness she heard water, and smelled the sweet fragrance of lavender. Soon it poured over her as his hands directed the sweet water along her body.

It was intimate and tender, but most of all it was almost casual. He was simply enjoying her. Even now after the crashing tidal waves of their passions had died down and they now floated in some placid bay, he found her pleasing. Every touch was light and lacked the sexual fervor he had touched her with before. Cherished was how it made her feel. The concept that she could be wanted even when she was not performing some sexual act was new, and she liked it.

Fingers and droplets of water teased over her skin, and with every moment she found more depth hidden in the caresses. There was trust in them. Trust that she had truly accepted him, and would not flee the room and him in the next moment. This was why he did not clutch at her in desperation. In this moment he trusted her with his heart. She sighed lightly and found that the last shreds of her doubt were fading with every caress. He was living up to his promises.

He was behind her now, water rushing down her spine as his fingers followed. Reaching behind she caught up his fingers and stopped their course and curled his arm around her. As fluid as the water he pressed his body against hers. She brought his hand to her lips and over the battered knuckles she whispered softly. “I was wrong Nyx… this changes everything…”

And she knew it was the truth. For better or for worse she knew she was eternally tied to him and that it would color her every action and thought.


Posted on 2010-03-04 at 19:15:46.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: I :LOVE: that movie!


Museum

(You know it might be time to introduce Mystery Men to my step daughter... *nod*)

Posted on 2010-03-04 at 19:01:06.

Topic: The One Word Game
Subject: *sniffle* I would just like to say... I miss my VW Beetle-baby


Super-Hero

Posted on 2010-03-04 at 14:05:15.

 


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