| HURRAH!!!! I UPDATED!!!! ******************************************************************************** Here is chapter SIX of 'The Rogue' ******************************************************************************** Please excuse the artistic qualities (or lack there of) on this page, I am using the HTML manager because my computer is being a piece of &&%$# Lessons with a sword became a regular indulgence. Ellie struggled at first, the double bladed sword Thom used was heavyer than she's expected. Her muscles would scream every time she swung it, and she frequently found herself thinking fondly daggars, knives, and the other smaller weapons she'd already masterd. Eventually, these lessons evolved into other forms of what Ellie liked to call "Noble" combat (Staff fighting ect). Ellie, in turn, taught Thom to pick-pockets, wager, and throw dice with ease. During these many tutorials, Ellie learned a lot about the young noble. He was a mage, like his uncle, and he would soon be applying for his masters.She soon decided that Thom was the better teacher. He was patient, practical, and always worked her to her full potential. It was after one of these late-night sessions, that the two staggared back, exshausted, into the Dancing Dove. Greatfully, Ellie accepted a steaming mug of cider from the innkeeper, with only weeks left until Mid-Winter festival, the days were cold. She threw a sidelong look at Thom, urging him to join her at the table nearest the fire. She may have only known the man weeks, but she sensed her new friend had something on his mind. "What's on your mind?" Ellie asked simply. He looked up at her, mildly surprised. "I'm leaving tomorrow" Like her, the young noble didn't believe in avoiding uncomfortable topics. "Oh" Ellie looked into her mug. She didn't know what else to say. She would miss him, but, like her, Thom had responsibilities.... "God's above..." Thom whispered in awe "I've actually rednered her speachless, I never thought the day would come..." She grinned. "Th' day I'm 'speachless' Lord Thom, is th' day th' Lady Lioness wears a dress!" He chuckled "Contrairy to rumors, she does occasionaly. If you came to Pirates Swoop you'd she her wear-" He frowned suddenly. Ellie sat back, as an odd look crossed the young sorcerer's face, she didn't like the notion she thought might be forming in his head. "What are you thinkin'?" She demanded. "Nothing" he replied, face carfully innocent. She laughed "Don't lie to me, I spend my life spotten 'em." Thom relaxed, "Come with me." Ellie choked on her cider. "S'cuse me?" she inquired "I thought I just heard y'ask 'The Rogue' t'abandon her duty to her people-" Thom flushed "I'm not asking you to abandon anything. It'd only be for a couple of weeks. Wouldn't you like to meet my mother and father?" Ellie thought about this. She needed a rest, and Kaleb (her second in command) was more that capable of handling things for a couple weeks. Getting to meet the legendary Baron and Baroness of Pirates Swoop would be worth it. She batted her eyelashes in a manor she'd observed of the court ladies. " Your sure this 'int some elaborate plot 't lure a poor city-girl out into the wilderness then-" Thom grinned, raising his eyebrows "Would I do that? I just need someone to keep my sleeping roll warm-" She punched him playfully " Alright! Alright! to keep me company, besides, you'll love camping!" Ellie looked at him dubiously. He stood, kissing her forhead, " Well then, I'll see you at dawn in the stabling yard, pack warm clothing..." He noticed her scowl. "Don't frown, little one" he said sincerely, "You never know who might be falling in love with your smile." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ****** OOOOOO, I'm evil aren't I? ****** ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ More Coming Soon |
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