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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:34:17 GMT -8
Mordred: was in a celebratory mood. It had been exactly one day since he had bested both heaven and hell, now, adorned in ornate black robes with purple embroidery, clutching a skull topped ashen wood staff he was seen moving through the capital district. The cowl of his robes were drawn as usual but he was unmistakable as an ominous malign aura of darkness twisted and rolled about him. He was given a wide breadth as he moved towards the Tavern, in search of the green fairy.
casually entered the Tavern to the consternation of a few patrons, who payed their tab and abruptly left. The twins reputation proceeded them and anytime either showed. People came up missing. Wendy though could give a damn abut anything other than her bar and making coins. She greeted him with a faint nod of her head as she rushed into the back to attend some other duty. Positioning himself at the end of the service area, he would begin to make his order to a waitress when Wendy popped her head out and said to the other server..."Absinthe, from the bottom shelf, If i know Mordred." She winked at the Necromancer and again disappeared. He would check a smile and reply, "what she said." The waitress nodded her head. Moments later. With glass in hand and bottle before him...Mordred indulged initially for the taste, but then for the affects.
Abigail found herself in the tavern for a few reaso.One of them was to buy pure grain alcohol for her tinctures. Her appearance had not changed through the years. Tall slim properly proportioned always wearing the best of the best of everything. Her hair done up in a fantastical way . Moving with Grace and beauty .
The only thing that had really change about her appearance was her grey hair . And the wrinkles around her eyes. Showing that before her the god blood ran through her she was on her way to becoming an elderly lady . Now however she would stay in the state of external matron.
As she walked in she regarded mordred with a smile and pleasant nod of her head . She ordered tea and then went to sit down with him as she waited for her two orders to be filled. “ Mordred lovely morning , good to see you “ she smiled genuinely
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:36:01 GMT -8
looked up from his drink when a sobbing older woman entered with a stack of leaflets. She was sobbing bitterly and could barely form her words between tears. The woman was asking random patrons if they had seen her son and showing them the leaflets which bore a hand sketched image of the young man. She approached Mordred, and showed him the image. He recognized it as the young man Monet had brought to him for use in his foul magicks. Mordred being Mordred shook his head no but eerily stated, "perhaps he is in dispose, helping someone." The woman gave him a queer look but slinked away. His aura, words and demeanor were inscrutable. Then he heard someone address him by name. He would turn and notice Abigail. The priestess of Light and long time...associate...of the Vargo family itself. He nodded his head to the woman but regarded her with caution, no one ever made casual conversation with him. His response was guarded. "Priestess..."
Abigail made pleasant conversation with everyone and mordred should know this by now. She rarely just came up and started accusing people. Well maybe in her youth but she was older now. More wise perhaps not as excitable as she once was.” Or is it afternoon , I lose track of time these days, either way. It's always time for a good drink don't you think ? “
She smiled as bar maiden brought her tea. She took a small sip, though the dislike of the common taste of it was apparent on her face when she took a drink. She tipped her anyway. “ I find myself as I get older actually relishing in the more bitter and refined tastes of life.” She probably would not finish her tea “ I am surprised to see you out and about. You used to hate the tavern and it's common people with their petty conversations “
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:37:42 GMT -8
looked at her flatly, leveling cold dead white eyes on her. "I still do." he lowered the cowl of his robes though and winked at the now aged and greying priestess. Without asking and emboldened by his own level of intoxication he caught his bottle by the neck and put a few splashes of the Absinthe into her tea with a devious grin. "Refined now is your tea." He smirked and adjusted putting his back against the counter and addressed Abi fully. "No one in need of saving today I take it..." He would grin over the rim of his own glass awaiting her response. He was out and about so yes a good healer may be needed for someone somewhere soon enough.
In her younger days she would have taken the offense to him splashing her tea . But instead she took a drink. “ Thank you “ she said it actually had enhanced the flavor just slightly “ actually that is no longer my department . Saving people .. I am no longer a high priestess , but a Demigod and so my duties at the temple have changed, though old habits die hard .”
She gave him a genuine smile at his teasing . “ I come here to buy my pure grain alcohol for my tinctures and I have many projects , never was one to sit still, idling away the time.
How does the saying go ? Idle hands do the devil's work”
She chuckled at the saying considering who she was speaking too " you know your eyes once scared me .. but I can see the beauty in them now ."
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:38:39 GMT -8
laughed, "and you Madame, are having a drink with said devil." He paused when she mentioned his eyes. No one ever had spoken anything of that content to him before. "They can only see death, even in the most beautiful of things. I see the cracks of age widening even on you a demigoddess, as we speak. A curse or boon from my father...you and your ilk recall my father don't you." His words were cutting and sharp edged then. He waved the sudden shift in temperament off and took another long slow swallow and savored the anise flavor. "Fraternizing with the other side is a punishable offense in the minds of some." Again he returned to slightly joking.
Abigail was so bold as touch his hand ever so slightly “ I do recall your father “ she smiled “ Death was the best experience to ever happen to me, it made me less scared and more prepared. “ she knew his words were meant to cut her but they did not .
She understood situations most did not.
“ Then let them come after us “ she winked at him
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:43:12 GMT -8
would chuckle, "Imagine that a light demigoddess and Mordred Vargo..."He could not help but genuinely laugh. "Don't tempt the devil...seduction is one of my better talents." He winked at her all coy and sly and then raised his glass in salute. "To still being here." His words held a deeper meaning to him personally and just so happened to suit the moment as well. "Doesn't it get boring..."he asked after taking a swallow.."to have to coddle these light doers and play midwife all the time while the other side get's to run rampant....not like the old days but well enough to appear viable
She laughed at word seduce. “And then you woke up from a very wonderful fantasy ..but alas it was just a dream , and your father doesn't have to roll over in his grave “
She would take the her cup to the toast “ here here”
“ Actually no I rather enjoy enjoy my life, I have 4 beautiful daughters and son , I have accomplished and failed at many things all of which has allowed me to have a rather humorous conversation with you, I owe no one any debts ..and I am actually quite free to run rampant , in whatever project I choose
I am not trapped in anyway “
She took her own drink
“ Are you feeling trapped ?” She looked at him actually quite concerned she shifted in her seat " I am actually midwife to both sides "
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:46:04 GMT -8
almost spat out his drink. She had jokes. He smiled, "I'll be damned for sure, if THAT would ever happen again." He truly could not contain his laughter. He managed to gather himself and returned to his synonymous dour demeanor. "We Vargo's never did get that whole birthing process right from time to time, unlike so many other breeders. He again snickered. "With all seriousness, I must ask though," and he would lean over slightly towards her, "wouldn't you like to once ride out into the storm and show them what you are capable of. I know..."he smiled.."this getting drunk with Mordred routine...a rouse I know...my parents once spoke of you." he sat back..."think about it..." His words hung with an allure of the past of a time when she was fierce as any when she dared stand, and strike blows rather than pad diapers. Was he tempting her, if so why and with what?
Monet had finished cleaning and hiding evidence of the twins act from a day ago. Nothing had been wasted... everything collected for later possible use and stored in the proper ways, part in help to Mordred. They weren't the only ones that visited the lab though, so it was important that Amrite, Lyf, Sapphire or the butler she had locked in the house happened upon their secret. Not yet at least. Having run out of cleaning alcohol, she walked into the tavern. Monet was looking worse for wear physically, but emotionally she was actually on a high. She knew Mordred was here, but she noticed Lady Abigail talking to him and lifted a brow... that was weird. Stopping a few benches down from her brother to not invade the conversation, she asked for the pure grain alcohol, and some herbal tea. An odd thing to see her drinking... but she needed to get her blood count back up and tea would help.
Mordred canted his head to the side when Monet appeared and sat away from him. He invaded her thoughts, probing why she was away from him, ~my completion~ He needed to offer nothing else, and he would move while speaking to make space for her naturally.
gathered both of the drinks, one put into a travel form for her and the other in a large mug with steam coming up from it. Smiling down at the cup as the thought entered her head, she looked over and decided to move in even if it was rude. Sitting down next to her brother and leaning gently against him she looked to Abi. "Lady Abigail," she said in greeting. "How fortunate to run into you. Would you happen to have something available on you that could help me combat a cold? I'm feeling a bit weak and would like to gather my strength back up. Its never wise to be weak in public."
moved behind Monet almost in unison. It was eerie to watch the twins together, almost ghosting through one another as they interacted. Something always flickering and reaching out for the other part until the finally touched. He draped his arms about her hips and kissed the nape of her neck, pausing for a long second and then withdrawing slowly, licking his lips.
Abigail She arched her brow at Mordred “ Mordred you will have to do better than vague statements of rekindling an inner fire that has never went out .. “ she looked over at monet “ you are not interrupting monet , if at anything , if my presence makes you uncomfortable I will leave, “
she looked to monet as they joined “ of course but I would prefer to.give you something more suited to.yiubrather then just general healing herbs , if you don't mind following me "
She was no more concerned the ever … mordred making vague statements about feeling trapped and monet look like she hadn't slept for days
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:47:31 GMT -8
closed her eyes and inhaled slowly as he embraced her, and then teased her weakness causing her knees to weaken a little bit and force her to lean back into him. He knew what he was doing. Opening back up her eyes, she lifted her tea and took a sip. It was hot, but it didn't burn her since liquids rarely did anymore. "Just something to strengthen the blood. Something with iron maybe? Perhaps I should eat a steak..." she said, thinking out loud. "He wont admit it, but Mordred could use a sleep aid too," she teased with a smirk at him without turning to look at him, expecting a scowl at her implying any sort of weakness in his state.
pinched her hips at her comment but visibly displayed no emotion. She would again feel the slow gentle kiss to the nape of her neck and gentle touches of his fingers that danced upwards along her thig. On purpose he would torment his twin. Abi had mentioned something though about her flame never having gone out and her being unbound now as a demigoddess. Anyone will tell you it is dangerous and ultimately unwise to ever sit and drink with the diabolical Mordred. Somehow you could end up in some Machiavellian scheme that would cost your life, soul, or both. For now though he would in a literal and figurative way take a back seat to Monet and Abi's conversation. Her (Monet's) needs always were paramount.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:49:39 GMT -8
She nodded “ oh organ meats like liver , any dark green leafy lettuce, like perhaps nettle dandelion .things like .legumes , pumpkin seeds “ she went on about several different things that she could use for iron and then dug I to her bag and handed the herbs she would need to supplement such things
She watch them kiss on each other She was a Noble sibling love was nothing she hadn't seen before it was also quite common among the elves . So she had no reaction to it. “ If you are lacking nutrients I could take yo my lab and I could create for you a custom supplement for you take take every morning “
bit down on her lip, not caring about any remaining patrons in the tavern staring with disgust at the twins. "Perfect, I shall pick some of those things up on my way home then. Thank you for your aid Lady Abigail. I don't ask for help often, so I respect when someone can give it properly and quickly. A visit to your facility wont be necessary though," she took the herbs and slipped them into her own pouch to add them to dinner later. Another sip of her tea was taken then, perhaps to disguise the moan that came at Mordred's teasings. And with how active the twins were with each other, she'd never lack in... protein.
would interrupt, "Monet..I think you should go." He sent her a thought. Then asked Abigail, "does the invite also extend to myself?"
nodded once in return to the thought and looked to Abi expectantly.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:58:19 GMT -8
If they were trying to shock her they were doing a very bad job. It was common knowledge the high elves often bred with each other because they were immune to blood diseases. And to keep the blood perfectly pure. “ As you wish monet the offer is always open. If you ever need help “
She looked to.mordred “ of course, if you feel you need it ‘
would ask, "a question though before this...visit." He paused and grew serious, his intimate moments with Monet ceased, showing his seriousness. "Your a light child...Your property...wards, protections, I can transverse these?"
She looked to mordred with a small smile "of course .. I even have subsidiary temples on my land .. all are welcome . If you mean no harm, do you mean harm when you come into my private lab ..mordred ? "She asked him with a very sweet tone and smile to her voice
chuckled a little bit, "As if we were stupid enough to try to harm someone as well known as yourself, on your own property. Thank you for the invite though, it seems we will take you up on your offer afterall. Mordred thinks I'm being stubborn and wants me to visit." she winked.
laughed and would wonder if Monte caught the wide open taunt Abigail left for him to seize upon. "I am not coming into your private lab...I am coming with Monet." He could not help but chuckle.
She nods and shrugs her shoulders .. " same rules apply .. no matter how you enter .. how would you like to travel, I could take us all there through teleportation , I have just learned it " she smiles " demingod hood beings so many perks "
before anyone responded he held up his hand, "NOT through teleportation." Their condition was still tentative, being subjected to her magic he would not want to risk.
nodded, agreeing and was going to say pretty much the same. "I don't believe you are very far outside of the Capital. We could just get a carriage there?" she didn't say ride horses because an odd fact about Monet was that she didn't like horse riding. She hadn't learned growing up due to her physical condition, and plus her presence often spooked the animals. "We should be going soon though, however we choose to travel, but yes teleportation is not a wise choice at the moment, no offense Lady Abigail." she finished her tea and turned in Mordred's arms to reach past him and set it down on the bartop.
She shrugged " of course .. I keep one at the stables " she would set her cup down and extend her arm she would moved outside and pay a passing child to run ahead of then to tell the stable master to get her carriage ready for them
.. it would be waiting when they got there " let's us go " the trip would be a short one.
lead them all outside and helped the old woman in first then his sister. Soon they would find themselves stopped at Abi's compound. Mordred got out first and held the door for the woman and for Abi to lead the way. His arm extending to both women in a curt gentlemanly fashion. That day he had been walking with his staff. It was oddly now gone and had been gone since he entered the tavern. Details...
arrived with Mordred and Abi at her lab outpost place. She was careful to steer clear of the horses as she took one of Mordred's arms when offered and glanced about. She was checking for enemies and traps mostly, but she also took a moment to appreciate the appearance and location of the place.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 16:59:45 GMT -8
Upon enter her lands . It would be a true manor Abigail had her own village with farm lands and animals about a small church if light in the center of the village as they travelled farther they would come upon first her hospital , then her rejuvenation center. Her herbal fields of plenty . Mineral springs. Her private forest for hunting game several fishing ponds. And a doveCote as well as vineyards and orchards. Her own water supply .
She would take them to her personal home as she believed whatever they needed . Be private.(c)
Giving them a tour as she went
The first floor of the manor
The first floor of the manor would be entering into.the great Hall ( also used as a formal.dining room for large parties )
on the left side would include a kitchen, scullery room , butler's pantry , servants dining area and withdrawing room . Pantry. A mud room small washing room and back entrance to receive all delivery's it also included a small storage for alcohol . It would also have various rooms other storage . And a bedroom for a night steward .and night maid. (C)
The right side would be the sun room or morning room . The evening room or parlor . A music room/ withdrawing room .
Library with a secret entrance into a private lab where she kept all her poisons private journals old books and very rare exotic plants and animals which would be guarded by a dragon the size of an ox called red.
It would have the family dining and banqueting room with adjoining medium sized ballroom that could hold 50 people and a band.
It would also have a formal office . With small safe to hold daily and weekly or monthly income for staff and general expenses of the house .
And two small bathing chambers ( a place to go potty and basins of water to clean up ) and a day time nursery
She would take them down to her secret Laboratory
Which held many strange plants for far an exotic locations " please feel free to lookaround .. while I set up .would either if you care fkr something to drink "
It was quite obvious now how much money Abigail had and actually quite humble she was considering .(e)
understood then what she meant by unbound as a Demigod...she had done well for herself. Even he knew the value of a healer especially one that would tend even the twins. He walked close to Monet following Abi, sometimes being lead by his twin to explore when she desired a greater view or a sample of something.
had learned through her 'tea party' with Abi that an offer of a drink should probably be accepted, so she nodded to her. "Anything that will help me heal," she said not caring what kind of tea or herbal drink it was. She could purify anything given to her for safety anyway through its water content. "May I use the restroom?" she asked and when given permission (assumed) she took Mordred's hand and lead him away with her. In the private bathing quarters, she attempted to seduce him. If successful, the twins would be away for a short time as Abi gathered things, and then would return a little bit later with messier hair and a sheen of sweat.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 17:05:45 GMT -8
would grin and found himself being lead away. Actually he did wish to speak with Monet in a more private manner. After their session in which they both returned from disheveled and with beads of sweat and a scent of love making about them . While they waited Mordred began, "she has done well, a healer and demigod, neutral by all assessments, would you agree?" Mordred explored a few things but remained in speaking distance while doing so. He paused and looked back at Monet and wanted her again right there let them all watch. He winked at her with an I am not done yet grin and then continued, " It would be well for us to cultivate a relationship with her and her sanctuary."
She rolled her eyes when they came back how little they knew about her and maybe that was the too her advantage . How Abigail presented herself in public and how she acted in her private time were two separate things all together . And infact being polite didn't even seem to react to them having sex . Abigail's past and training by mother who was a high elf she could put on face no reaction at any given moment and could play dumb quite well.
Her lab had many things .. for one she had entire beehive with huge bees the size of persons hand . It took up quite a large space. You could see them but they could not see mordred or monet and there seemed to be no viable way inside the space except for a small hole at the bottom in which honey dripped into a bucket .
And they seemed to go through a hole . But upon closer inspection it was actually a tiny portal . Meaning the bees probably still collected honey fro.there native lands .
There were also plants that swayed softly . And sang songs under a muted glass encasings . A label " siren song plant "
continued her conversation before returning. "She is well versed in many things, including poisons, as she told me at our tea party," she blushed at the mention of a tea party and how dainty that made her sound... ridiculous, but the meeting had been very informative regardless. "She knew our parents. Mother and her had a lot of time together it seemed, and father... well I suppose they didn't exactly get along, but that's no surprise right?" she chuckled a bit. "She could provide us supplies and information and even healing at times when we cannot do it ourselves, so yes... I agree. She also provided me that information about Sinead and Baracus, and how he was acting on his own and lied about the orders with the Goddess." She examined the different things on her way back, including the hives and peculiar plants.
would listen carefully to his twin, Absorbing her every word abut Abigail. Mordred was like their father, outwardly anti-social. he would add, "some ingredients..." he winked at Monet.."we have to gather on our own." He turned to Abigail. "Take care of her and if anything happens to my beloved under your roof, we all know how I am about her." Trust issues. Mordred grew less serious though and actually offered a trace of a compliment, "Interesting diversity and self contained..." He would examine a few things, smelling s particular potent and fragrant plant that appeared almost to be mercy in substance but smelled of cinnamon.
Abgial finished setting up her things it had been quite sometimes since she had a person down here . " I will need just a drop of your blood., You can even have it back once I get done analyzing it, it will help me determine your base needs . And allow me to discover which things would react adversly "
" If you find the unsatisfactory .. I can simply scan your body using elf sight but I can not garuntee that certain herbs or medicines will have adverse effects ... With out staying the obvious , like obviously nothing with enhanced lighted abilities ."
There would also be fungi and things . Experiments in process . Theyld see her dragon watching them but made no move anymore then just simply following them with his eyes . It was obvious he was only a few hundred years old due to his size of an ox . And he was red indicating fire breath .
" Of course , to.the best of my ability as always "
arrived back to Abi after they finished the private part of their talk and nodded when Mordred said she'd be left in the healer's care. Sitting down in a chair she watched the woman move about and work and gather certain tools, some of which Monet recognized from her torture devices. Monet simply didn't use them for healing. "Blood hm? You do know what you're asking..." she smirked a little bit but shrugged. Unlike Mordred, it wasn't going to do anything to Monet to offer a blood sample. Instead of letting Abi prick her, she rose her finger up and bit down. When the blood drew to the surface, a drop floated in the air and across the area to Abi's work station, landing in the proper spot for examining. Monet coagulated her wound quickly so no more blood would surface. Blood magic was handy sometimes.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 17:07:36 GMT -8
politely refused any attempts at healing him. He would simply ingest a few sips of honeyed water with a few select herbs to aide mental stimulation. He simply needed rest and to pour over his grimoires. Their physiology was unique in that manner. He felt the bite on his finger and frowned. Monet's blood was sacred to him as much as it gave hr life. It was part of him as well, she gave freely even a drop was detested never outwardly and in the company of others. He just blinked hard at the display.
She nodded " I do .. " as the blood floated over there she needed it she put on a weird contraption over her head it had several different types of magnifying glasses and
Varying crystsls . Which would she would shift between by using a row of buttons and turn knobs
She began with exact precision and care began to split the drop of blood up into even more minscule parts . She was very quiet during the process . Where precision tools would be used to put the blood into various contains . Some fizzled , some boiled , some smoked and others had no reaction " interesting your allergic to burdock root , tis a good thing it's not something you encounter normally " she smiled and told monet she then passed over all the tiny jars that had their blood in them " do you wish to take them with you ?"
shook her head and lifted her hand, her blood then fizzled into steam and vanished with her will. She'd once fought people when she was Queen using her blood as a weapon. Making it vanish was simple. "I'll be sure to stay away from that root then, thank you for letting me know."
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 17:08:10 GMT -8
magic and mysticism, herbology and toxicology always fascinated him whenever it was indulged in by anyone. A student of dark magics and various sciences Mordred simply played the quiet observer roll, only asking. "In turn what do you ask of your patients...nothing is ever without cost....and you seem to have incurred many lady Abigail.
Abigail raised one finger in mordred direction . She was getting several things down shelf she looked at monet dispaly with a fascination . She had always wondered how blood magick worked and to see it in use before her very eyes was fascinating . She began to mix large bottle using exact and precise measurements as she looks notes and handed it to monet " everything I did today including the list of herbal tonics .. " all water based " she smiled " take a teaspoon once a day unless you find yourself becoming sick. Then take three . "
She turned to address mordred " in my way of giving back for what I have earned . All of my healing is free of charge.. " she winked " it's the light side of me ..I make my money others ways .. like selling beauty creams " may I "( also assuming consent ) she took monet hand and put just a small dab .. and that spot on her hand would it would look amazingly beautiful smooth almost angelic( though not enhanced with light magic ) " many a lady and man will pay quite pretty penny to look absolutely perfect in every way , "
took the items given to her as well as the notes and one by one, purified the water in each one to ensure poisons would be nullified, not that she thought Abi would, but she was the cautious type. Then she nodded to give permission for her hand and looked at it curiously, the vain side of Monet coming back out in that moment as she stared in wonder at her hand, impressed. "Not that I need to be more beautiful, but it looks like you have genuine items, unlike that piss water they sell as tonics in the market..." she grinned at the woman a bit. Then she stood up and glanced over at Mordred as he asked questions.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 3, 2018 17:13:47 GMT -8
turned to face Abi. "Thank you for what you have done for Monet, and perhaps you do pay penance for what you did to my mother and is why you acted on our behalf today, just know this. I hold no grudge against anyone who will aide my beloved twin." He turned to Monet, "would you mind if I spoke to Lady Abigail alone." It was or would be about nothing she would not find out later. In their home though, some presence had stumbled past wards not meant for it and Mordred became alerted. He knew his twin kept playthings.
smiled at Mordred and looked to Abi, bowing her head a little. "Thank you for your help, and if you decide you would like coin for today... just send word and I will have payment for you," she moved to Mordred and reached up to take his face in her hands, kissing him lovingly, and then a moment later she was gone in a puff of shadow. She arrived back at Carrion and blinked a few times when she noticed it had been cleaned, and cleaned well in fact. "Agg?" she said and then noticed she had a message from the creature with a map to show where he'd cleaned. She chuckled and shook her head, "Oops, did I forget I had you here? At least you didn't starve to death..." she said to the air and tucked the map into her pocket before heading to her room to deposit all of her extra items now.
Abigail nodded " not likely , " when said for payment . Abigail could actually stop making money right this moment and have more then enough for the next 5 centries . Perks living for hundred of years and her home being an actual buisness. She watch monet leave and then turned her attention back to mordred.. " I was young and very much influenced, during that time , so I thank you , " she smiled and then as with all business meetings .. she looked directly at him " what did you wish to speak about ?"
appreciated the directness. "You and this place are an asset. I understand you are a child of light but work on behalf of all, but what if something were to happen to this place, not by my hand mind you or if some major catastrophe struck, would and are you well enough with things in place defensively to defend it and yourself?"
She looked at mordred thought fully for a moment she actually did have plans " as far as influx of people .. I have my hospital and I think you will remember quite well I was a battle cleric, my entire facility can be turned into healing center basic protection would come from temple.of course .. I am sure Sinead would have no problems protecting the grounds " she however she was curious to see what he had to offer her
" It seems however .. you have a better idea ?"
would shrug after she spoke. "The light temple is weak, you know this as well as anyone. The meager aide you'd be offered..."he shook his head as his words trailed. He waved his last comment off, "You even as a demigod battle cleric would be stretched thin defending the Temples and your estate..." he would grin deviously. "All of our friends (his and Monet's ) are very select but each powerful within their realm of influence. Laelia, our child's mother runs the capital, MY son crown Prince. You have this place and are seated as a pseudo divine healer, the question is...what can the Vargo's offer you..."A devious glint came into his eyes then. Abi knew what he hinted at about things happening in the future, she was a sharp old girl, Mordred was staying ahead of the game speaking with her.
What could the vargos offer her . She gave him another thoughtful look smart old bird indeed. She could think of nothing right this moment she did always believe in keeping your friends close enimies closer .. though mordred had not become an enemy yet . At least not right now " you know , after that tea with monet she offered me a similar bargin. I denied it at the time .. but I think I might take you up on yours ..give me time to think about ..what a vargo could offer .. when I have decided.. I will invite you to dinner .. and we can discuss the finer details"
would grin upon hearing her. Again in a courtly manner he took her hand and would if allowed, kiss the back of it. "the consideration is enough." There was still something sly and devious though he was being genuine. The old bird was right, friends close, enemies closer. This same woman wanted him to not see the light of day once now they bargained. Mordred forgot nothing nor anyone. "Allow us to mutually repay our debts to each others family. My father took from you as you did he and my mother. This is merely an opportunity for us to both benefit. Take your time and I eagerly await." He paused and then would grin, "I will have a gift for you as well, lady of refined taste." he snickered in reference to her Absinthe laden tea from the Tavern. "I shall show myself out as to not keep you."
She allowed him to kiss her hand she gave a little smirk at his sudden show of courtly style . " You know mordred when You think you have sunk your fangs into someone. You become a little too overly charming , you might pull that back just a little bit , I am old enough to be your grandmother " she squeezed his hand then let go
" A gift ?" She arched her brow
" It would be my pleasure to show you out mordred "
And so she would.
would grin even wider knowing she saw through his over reaching gesture, but she had also mentioned him getting his fangs into someone, a potential reference to their budding relationship. He appeared hurt, "why Madame Abigail, I do declare, I would never even contemplate a thing with such a fine upstanding woman as yourself." he said his phrase with a southern drawl. Then winked and walked beside her as they exited first her lab and then her manor, before he departed he paused and stated, "besides...I'd like to one day hear tales of my parents from those who saw me...unfit for this world." He grinned deviously and left. Lady Abigail was on the verge of making a deal with the devil himself.
She smiled at him " of course I would be happy to tell you tails of your parents .. " she smiled at him and rolled her eyes. Again at his overly charming nature's ," and you might be surprised. To know I never did think if you as unfit , And the corruption went deeper then even you could have imagined Mordred Vargo "
She had actually had never planned to tell people . But when baracus tried to blame his own transgressions on the house of light once again that was the last straw . First monet , then mordred would know everything .
She watched him leave with a smile of her own
after he left Abigail's estate, he found himself with a genuine tickled expression. Mordred was plotted to a fault. Slow and deliberate this time he would move. He knew now that his six month lease on this plane could renewed and it was now time for him to win friends and influence. He licked his lips at the intrigue. Blatant evil was old now to him. He slithered and had managed to insinuate himself now even into the Light church if the Vargos could reach an accord with the demigoddess. Oddly though the benefits would indeed be mutual...He glanced back once at the compound then to the capital where he knew his son was and nodded to himself..."all for you my prince..."and then was gone.
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welcome
Tyrannights is a free-form play by post RPG with a medieval fantasy setting. It was formed in 1997 by Shawn and Doreen with many different owners and versions over the years. Its current version is Tyran: Tales of Legends owned by Sinead and Laelia.
Tales of Legends is world and character building focused with and original setting. There are no forced character aps or registration, so come stay in Wendy's Tavern for a drink. Have you character serve one of two Tyran gods. Rule a city of your own, or serve Tyran's Queen. There are limitless possibilities for your character's story... so what are you waiting for?
Tyran is PG 13 and LGBT friendly.
site updates (dd/mm/yy)
13/11/18 - THERE ARE NEW GODS! please check out the temple folders for more details!
29/11/18 - Both temples have staff positions open for those interested in joining the temples
29/11/18 - We are currently editing our achievements and adding more! Please be patient as we fix this.
current events
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credits
Tyrannights/VampPub was originally created by Shawn and Doreen. Tyran: Tales of Legends remake is currently owned by Sinead and Laelia Content is copyrighted to Tyran unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
Banner Image was created by Karnage82.
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