Role Play Stories

Kajetan let his pace slow down his boots making little to no sound as the soft leather kissed the stone below. Eyes rising from the bloom in his fingers, they looked up.... and up.... before they fell upon the eyes of the man on horseback. Well unicorn back and one eye? He had not seen an animal like that before. "Good evening." He replied realizing if he didn't say something it was going to come across as impolite gawking.

Loreris glanced down at the person who spoke to him, gripping the few locks of his mount's mane a little tighter while he gave a polite smile. "Good evening, can I help you?" Leaning slightly closer so he could get a better look at the man starring at him. Kajetan shifted, sidestepping till he was near the wall in an attempt to avoid getting trampled by those who seemed to be to focused on a destination to care about anyone else. It only took a moment before what seemed to appear as shy left completely. The bewildered look was replaced with a huge grin. There was something between those ears and evidently he knew how to use it. "Welcome back to the city." He offered canting his head to the side. "May I ask what happened?" The words were warm as he gestured towards the bandaged area of the man's face using the flower as a pointer. Meanwhile, his other hand moved to unfasten the tie on his satchel and his right hand began to fish into the depths of soft suede. Loreris eyed the curious person before him sceptically, his gaze drifting up and down along the slender figure before meeting his eyes. "I got into a fight with Kaldorei, he got a lucky shot." Stealing a quick glance at the man's hands. "My name is Loreris Darkfire, and you might be?" Arching a brow curiously. His horse grunted and idly clopped one foot against the stone walk way.

Kajetan hummed softly moving to tuck the long stem of the flower he held behind his right ear to free up the hand. His eyes left the larger man to accompany his hands in shuffling though the contents of the bag. When the man offered his name though, he did look up at him. "Kajetan." He said offering a first name only. "I would give you a family name if I had one to give." He offered thoughtfully with a warm amused sound that was almost like a chuckle. "Pleased to meet you acquaintance." He added giving a half bow towards the man. At that point he murmured something to himself under his breath that sounded like 'swear it was here'. Eyes shinning, he looked up a moment later as his hand withdrew a small little jar that fit in his palm.

Loreris watched with mild interest, deciding to dismount he'd swing one leg over the Unicorn-like creature's rear to hit the ground with barely a sound. The soft leather of his boots uttering not once while he walked around his mount to lean against it's side. "What's in the jar?" Eying the jar curiously while he crossed his arms across his lean frame. His curiosity perked with every passing moment, giving the elf a more friendly and gentle smile.

Kajetan paused, his eyes moving up watching the man dismount. It wasn't as though he had never seen someone ride before or dismount but he couldn't help but enjoy the graceful movements of the man coming down. Skill could make it as beautiful as a dance. When the question was posed about the item, his hand reached out as if to give it to the man and answer the question. He caught himself a few moments before and his face changed as though a light had went on upstairs. "Is it a cut or burn?" He inquired with a chuckle. "This won't do much for a burn...." Voice trailing off he seemed to talk to himself trying to think if he had anything for a burn on him.

Loreris gave an amused sound that could've been taken for a chuckle, finding the newcomer to be quite interesting to him. Watching the small male's frame move with gentle fluid movement as he kept mumbling. "It's a cut, caused by a dagger." He'd respond all too casually, almost as if this was common form him. Kajetan stepped forward, clearly not even slightly intimidated by the man's size. Feet rolled him up to the tips of his toes. Pointer and middle finger extended and he lightly swatted the man across the nose offering a lecture in a scolding almost parental tone. "Well you should be more careful. You only have two eyes. Take better care of them." As the words finished, he went back to a flat footed state slipping the ornate little jar into the man's hand.

Loreris tensed as soon as the shorter man invaded his personal space and swatted him across the nose, crinkling his nose at the gesture. He'd chuckle once more, gladly accepting the ornate jar, wrapping his fingers around it tenderly. "I'll keep that noted." He was about to walk away until he stopped, looking back at man with a gentle expression. "Perhaps I could hang around a bit more? I wouldn't mind giving you some company in these dark streets if it's all fine by you." Offering the man an upturned hand out of habit for women. Kajetan smiled taking just a small step backwards after. There wasn't really time to do much more before the man had turned to continue on his way. A hand was raised to offer a wave only to fall back to his side, the lantern dangling near his elbow swaying, as the man spoke. Fel hues narrowed on the man as he pressed his lips together making the softest little smack like pop of a sound as he thought the words over. Habit nearly had him respond in the negative. He couldn't count the times he had turned down people over the years. You didn't give away for free your means of food and shelter. After a few moments his perplexed look turned back into that of a warm smile. "That... would be lovely." Hand moving forward, fingers brushed the man's hand before taking it. The words that followed were his way of trying to explain the hesitation with humor. "I can't say I have done this before... under these circumstances." Though he seemed happy for whatever the change in circumstances were.... almost giddy.

Loreris gave a respect half bow, his polite smile still remaining as he offered his arm for the smaller man to loop his arm through. "You seem tense, I hope it'll be a pleasantry to have my company." He'd look in all directions, his eye scanning for the slightest of signs of distress in the street, subtly acting off of habit and training to act as his companion's guard. "Lead the way then."

Kajetan offered a warm grin shaking his head slightly as he walked by the man's side. It did appear as though he had confused the man and he decided to remedy that. "I am simply happy. I didn't usually get the privilege of choosing who my company was based on personal interest." He offered, trying to keep the topic of conversation polite for the man as he slowly began to walk again realizing that if he wanted to look at the man this close he really had to crane his neck.

A woman approached both Loreris and Kajetan gave her a smile before she offered Loreris a piece of paper along with a sly wink. Loreris listen to the man's words carefully and thoughtfully, taking their possible meanings into consideration as he walked alongside him. "Ah, I see how it works. My current line work doesn't allow much....Company in general." Noticing one of the man's flowers were slightly off, he'd slowly ready over with his elongated fingers to adjust it back into place. Taking a few double looks. "There....Apologies for that, it's just when something is off slightly it demands my attention practically." Giving an amused grin that could also cross for cheeky before looking as he discarded the paper without even looking at it. Kajetan's smile turned into a devious little grin as he tilted his head back so he was looking into the good eye. "I think it allows for plenty. Or at least one who thinks you should only have 'eyes' for them." He offered the words with a tease. It was not a very clever joke but it didn't appear he was worried over such things. He did pause when the man moved to reorganize the flowers in his hair. Awkwardly, he moved his left hand to grasp the flower behind his right ear and did a half twist like twirl to land his feet directly in front of the man. "Now it is your turn." He added pointing towards the ground. "Though since you are competing with the giants I do declare you will have kneel."

Loreris quirked a brow, looking down at the ground then back at the smaller man's face with a vexed expression. "I typically don't kneel...For anyone." His voice held no signs of irritation nor did his body language. Giving off a more carefree feel about himself as he shrugged lightly. "Fine..." He'd sweep his cloak back, lowering himself to one knee while still looking up at the man's eyes. "Such a funny joke, I'm sure."

Kajetan chuckled softly just smiling at the man as he lowered himself. Kaj took a step to the side of the man, his movements were slow and methodical. Someone accustom to war was not someone who he wanted to trigger a reflexive response in. Slender fingers snapped the stem shorter to the flower in his hands before he slowly worked it into the high tail the man wore. It took a little work though not much and he was soon smoothing the hair around it till it looked like it belonged... well if you ignored what the man was wearing. With that he stooped just a hair, so he was at eye level with the man. One eye looked back into two before he kissed his nose letting out a warm giggle causing his breath to trail lightly over the man's skin. "Perfect," the word was followed by squinted eyes and a wrinkled nose expressing joy before a small peck to the man's nose. He was clearly enjoying himself.

Loreris eyes the smaller man carefully with his mind racing of how many ways to either kill or dispatch this man. Feeling him play with his hair was odd but a welcome feeling. "Thank you very much." He was about to stand till he received a few light pecks to the tip of his nose. Looking a bit shocked. "Um...Please explain those." Slowly standing to his full height.

Kajetan took a small step back as the other rose to his feet. That way he didn't have to crook his neck quite as far back. Standing about two feet away, he answered the question or rather posed one of his own. "What is it you would like me to explain?" He inquired holding his hand back out to the man letting him choose whether or not to take it again.

Loreris shook his head lightly, deciding it best to shrug the small gestures off. "Never mind, meaningless is all." He'd give a respectful nod, taking the man's hand in his. Not truly realizing how small this man was before him, he'd take the size comparisons of their hands into his mind. "So...Fragile..."

Lips curved up into a lovely full smile. The man had tried to shrug it off but Kaj decided to take his best guess and give it a little bit of an answer. If the man hadn't wanted to know he wouldn't have asked at all. "We come from opposite sides," He started as he held Loreris' hand as he continued to walk. "Your way of life appears to have made physical contact an oddity. Mine up till recently has made it the means of not dying."

Pondering over the meaning of the smaller man's words, he'd take the offered hand. "I see, though I'm not from the battlefronts. I work in a more...Perminent problem solving enviroment." Loreris looked away for a brief moment, his lips curling into an awkward smile as he'd no idea how to deal with this man next to him. "You seem nice, Kajetan. I appreciate the gift." He'd give a sweeping gesture to the flower held up in his hair, trying ot be civil as best he could. Lacking an understanding of typical emotions due to the emotional strain his life's work has caused him.

Realizing the man was having a hard time processing small social ques and formalities common among most well off citizens and nobility, he decided to cut to the chase and simplify things. "I grew up selling my body to eat till I learned I could sell company itself to the rich if I learned the right behaviors. Last week a Lord and Lady decided to take me on for my skills with plants. And you sell your ability to kill to the highest bidder?" He spoke plainly and he didn't seem bothered. When the man gestured towards the flower Kaj flashed him a wide grin. "You are most welcome."

Loreris stopped in his tracks, gripping the smaller man's hand slightly tighter but not painfully so, looking down with his emerald eyes in horror. He'd speak with a shaky voice. "I-I'm sorry to hear that...I personally despise the fact you had to do such things in order to survive." Looking to the ground, thousands of thoughts ran through his mind, pondering everything he'd heard so far. "To sell your body...That's just..." Loreris couldn't form words, white anger laced his thoughts but he remained calm and reserved due to the presence of the man next to him. "I'm sorry...." Was all he'd mutter, his voice filled with pain as he was very empathetic. He hadn't experienced such pains but he could understand them deeply.

Kaj noticed the man's demeanor change a bit as the grip on his hands tightened. The smile didn't leave his features as he brought the hand to his lips kissing the back of it. "It is okay. Truly. Kids starve in the street without home or shelter. I had both. I have no complaints." It was true. Given the choice he would have picked something else but he had done well for himself and he was proud of himself. "Some of the people were really good people." He offered noticing the man had not answered his question which meant either it had gotten lost when the elf heard the prior statement or he had chosen not to answer. "So your life?" He proposed gently as they walked.

Loreris shook his head to break his thoughts, giving a sheeepish smile back at the smaller male. "Forgive me...I wish you hadn't gone through such things." He'd tilt his head slgihtly, looking a bit vexed before looking back with a gentle gaze. "My life? Well...Not much to it, I was born in Sunsail Anchorage and trained as a Farstrider for years before the Scourge wars. Then I became an assassin." He'd state, keeping much of himself hidden from Kaj but giving a basic run down.

Working his hand free he spun around in a circle giving his company a view of him from all angles, head to toe before adding with a wink. "Well being this pretty means I could make a lot." His words were laced with a playful tease. "Besides making out is a lot more fun than skulking and getting stuck with a man's prick is more enjoyable than work steel." In reality his hide was not that tough but is was think enough to hike about it while comparing it to the man's work. The goal had been to get a smile to replace the man's outage. "Though I am glad to have a new way to earn a living. Alcemical and herbal concoctions means I get to pick my company now."

Loreris eyed the display up and down with admiration, liking what he saw but not in a lustful way. "Indeed you are quite lovely on the eyes." The traces of a smile ghosted over his lips, giving a faint upward tilt to his lips. "I hope it stays that way for you." He'd give a respectful nod, still tense and alert from habit. His eyes kept glancing from side to side as if on watch, he showed no signs of worry but he was ever vigilant in keeping himself aware.

Warm laughter left those full lips. He didn't need someone say so for him to know his value. Obviously, his past work had not diminished his self-esteem. He had more if it than most. While his senses to The rest of the world most be lack luster, reading people was something he did well. "Every bush isn't looking to kill you." The words were spoken with a doing warmth to them. "So you ever just allow yourself to simply be?"

Loreris liked the sound of the man's laughter, dragging his attention back to him before giving a gentle smile. "Well...I don't really know, ever since I became an assassin I've never been able to....relax?" His tone overflowed with the awkwardness he felt at such question, never having the time to relax and the lack of emotion made it hard for him to focus on anything but his work. "Sorry, I've just never really been used to just letting myself be. I'm just so used to being this." He'd gesture to himself, his expression turning neutral.

"And you worry about my job? Sounds like you received the short stick." Kaj teased offering his hand to the man again. Such an odd feeling it was spending time with someone able to speak his mind. "And I thought fighters had it bad."

"I guess I have, in a sense." He'd respond with a less joking tone, his social ques were a bit lacking when it came to jokes. His neutral expression still remaining. "Aren't I a fighter?" Tilting his head in a way that despite his eye wounds and intimidating size, he still looked some odd way cute.

He held out his hand again wiggling his fingers as he grinned up at the man. Clearly he wanted the man's hand back and was going about it the playful way. "No. You have to be fighting someone do be a fighter. If you were fighting many people I would say you were bad at your job. Isn't that the point of hiring an assassin instead of a mercenary?" He didn't seem to be judging and he didn't appear to think less of the man as he clearly still wished to hold his hand. And perhaps it was stupid of him but he didn't seem intimidated by the man who in all rights should terrify him. "I do have a proposition for you." His whole face lit with that smile.

Looking at the hand for a long moment, Loreris looked confused. Lost even. He'd not really gotten any time for any displays of intimacy with anyone, friend or lover displays, it didn't matter. Almost timidly he took the smaller man's hand, his thumb brushing along the back with a smooth stroke. "...Very...smooth..." He'd comment, more to himself than his company. Looking up, his expression finally changed, arching a brow at 'proposition'. "Really? What is it then? Noble, Guard Captain, perhaps someone more important?" His mind was instantly set to work, for it was all he's ever known since the Scourge Wars ended.

Kajetan took the hand seemingly happy to have it back. "Fragile and smooth. You are sweet but I promise I am not a porcelain doll." That warm tease was there. His own brain has already calculate how much this time was worth but the realization that he had a way to support himself now that didn't require him to only give time to paying people was joyous. He would have reached up to playfully boop the man's nose but with the height difference he realized such a thing would require letting go of the reclaimed hand. That was something he didn't want to do so he stuck good tongue out at the man instead. "No. I don't have that kind of clout. I was going to challenge you to try having fun for once. I was going to give you a week to rip my life apart till you are convinced I am not a threat." He added with a smile.

The challenge was indeed different and unexpected, leaving the assassin dumbfounded in a sense. "Excuse me? I...fail to comprehend." He'd simply respond, his brow furrowed while he looked at Kaj curiously. His thumb unknowingly to him began to rub gentle circles along the back of the smaller man's hand, shreds of proof that there was still a little bit of the man he once was inside him. Just buried deep below what he is now.

"I think you do," he said letting out a warm laugh as they left the row. Moonlight streamed down illuminating things. "I think your mind just needs a moment to process. I am willing to go out on a limb and say you don't get many requests like it. This is me asking you out on a date where you try leaving the paranoid killing machine at home. I am ordering you time to go digging into my ladder till you are convinced I am not part of an evil Forsaken group trying to stab you in the back." Perhaps his imagination had run wild or read too many books though it was pretty clear he had no idea how being an assassin worked.

Finally understood what Kaj was asking, eyes widening slightly as the bulb flicked on upstairs, a very faint rosy tint coming to his lightly tanned skin. "Oh...Well I guess I could try? I've never been asked too much, as you are correct. My life situation doesn't allow much quality time with anyone really." He'd give a small shrug, the faintest of smiles crossing his lips.

Kajetan's eyes narrowed as he became a little more serious. In spite of or perhaps because of his past the boy did value himself very highly. Unlike many he could actually put a price tag on time for nothing more than his company. "This would be the first real date I have ever been on. If you can't do better then 'guess' at your ability to even try I will save it for someone who can emphatically say they want to give it their best. I deserve that much. If I was interested in less I would let a nobel pay my fee for the privilege starting at 350 gold pieces." He wasn't the type to brag but he wanted to convey the point that a noncommittal guess was not worth giving up more coin then it took to feed a man decently for a year.

Remained expressionless, looking a bit lost at how to respond. "Forgive me if I'm not quite used to dealing with social events. I spend most of my time away from society you know." He'd try to give a genuine smile, finding the fact that he must show true emotion towards something highly unatural for himself. "I meant no offense it's just...I don't really know how to sound genuine about something. I've always had to shut down my emotions for each kill, it's been like this so much that I've just never let them go." Tilting his head a little, feeling sheepish towards the man. He liked the smaller man's spirit and attitude but felt awkward on how to approach him in any other way than buisiness.

A warm smile touched his lips once more. He might not be able to do anything like Loreris did for a living, not that he wanted to, but he knew people and he felt rather confident in his words that followed. "You could mean that but I am willing to bet half of that on the fact that you froze. You know how to sound genuine. I am sure you don't tell a client when they ask if you can complete a job 'I guess I could try.' You either give them a yes or a no. There are tons of complications that might happen that would prevent you from completing any job even the ones you say yes to. When you say yes you are believe you can and will give it your all to to make it happen though are you not?" He paused waiting for the man to answer before continuing.

Loreris thought for a long moment before slowly nodding, giving the smaller man's hand a gentle squeeze. "Yes. I will try." He'd give another nod, his smile turning more full and genuine. He wasn't sure what he was going to do or how to deal with this but he would try, confused of why he felt the urge to accept so boldly.

The look the man had, the squeeze that was given to his hand, and the nod did more than the words. He wasn't looking for some sappy declaration or the smile even though the smile was nice. Stopping mid stride, he moved in front of the man. "I know what you are and I might not know what that all entails; however, I am sure I can figure out what genuine is for you. I don't need you to dress it up. The only thing I want you to try to change is to turn off job mode and let whoever exists under it find their way out." He gave some of the guards a smile as they passed before he continued. "Is saying yes what you want?" That was his final question. "My ego is not fragile and isn't going to get bruised if you say no."

Loreris only nodded a "yes", following in graceful strides as he wore a more neutral expression once more. Learning and figuring everything out, he'd step a bit closer. Keeping a respectful distance but a little more on the intimate side.

Kajetan offered a smile as he looked up at the man. There was no real fear as he squeezed the hand that held his before he leaned in so his head rested against his arm as they walked. Jaded perhaps or it could have been he simply figured he was going to die anyway one day so he might as well live without regret. For better or worse he had chosen his first date. The smile worked it's way into a grin as the realization struck him that he had asked someone out for his first not someone asking him. It wasn't notable because it was out of the norm for him to simply take the lead but the fact that he had been asked so many times before that he had turned down due to work. Silvermoon at night had always been something he loved but this was nicer.

Loreris followed silently, acting at a shoulder to apparently literally lean on and as a guard, trying his best to socialize in any way he knew best. When the smaller man leaned against his shoulder, he looked down, arching a brow as he emitted a sound that was along the lines of a small chuckle.

The smaller elf seemed content. After making a living at being whatever someone needed it didn't take much to realize the man seemed to be more comfortable with silence than being prodded with questions. As such he let the silence linger but every so often when he felt the man's eyes on him he would look up giving him a warm smile. A gesture he hoped would put the man a little more at ease if he realized Kaj was okay with the silence and not looking for an out to alleviate boredom. Occasionally, he would return a smile or a greeting if one was given but he had ceased to give them to every passer by. The night air felt good against his face as it caused strands of his blonde hair to wisp around his face. They moved downstairs around in a spiral and pass the few that chose to train for whatever reason in the middle of the night. The sounds from their scuffles just background noise.

Loreris finally began to relax, feeling more at ease with his company as he spoke, breaking the silence. "Tell me more..." he'd ask, looking very curious.

Eyelashes fluttered just a little as he tilted his head back to look up at the man when he heard him speak. "More about what?" He asked wishing to answer correctly rather than guess.

Watched the smaller man intently, his gaze curious and learning and yet it held a hint of care towards him. He'd keep in step, squeezing the hand he held lightly. "I wish to know more about you...anything really." Loreris tilted his head, eye glowing a soft emerald glow in the moonlight.

Kajetan smiled as his gaze lowered and lids closed most of the way. "Well my parents passed half a century ago though that isn't really a unique story." The young elf was willing to wager almost everyone lost someone near and dear to fighting and war. "I ended up in Outlands with Kael'thas on Illidan's invitation. Also, hardly something remarkable. When the Prince lost his mind... I didn't really fancy living in the bloodbath so I followed a group back here that joined the Horde. Which I suppose worked for the best or probably would have died before hitting adulthood... under whatever protection was given from Lord Illidan." He thought for long moments. "I like dancing. There is few fruits I dislike. I can hold my liquor well enough I suppose but would probably be drunk under the table by most still. Plants are a passion of mine that I have found applications for beyond being pretty. I am studying magic." A smile was offered again as he tried to think of anything else relevant.

Listened calmly, his expression not changing but yet some care showed in his eye. "We all have had similar fates...I never lost my parents but they weren't the nicest of people. They broke me in." He'd look off distantly, trying to piece his thoughts together. "When I was old enough I left to become a Farstrider, was one of them for a few fifty years before my squad and I were captured by Scarlet Crusaders to be tortured and experimented on for their mages in training." His words were indeed heavy but he'd never frown nor smile, only a single tear fell as a sign he was still metaphorically 'human'.

Kaj stopped, moved in front of the man still holding his hand. Rolling to the tips of his toes fingers feathered over the man's cheek. The tear was swept up but he says nothing about it before moving to walk with him once more.

Loreris paused as she felt the soft touch, raising a hand to hold the smaller male's that touched his cheek, leaning into it's touch with a soft hum. "I...I wish I lived a better life...But my current one must be made for the better instead." He'd whisper, his voice barely a breath on the winds that only Kaj could hear, he'd open his eye to gaze at the elf.

Blinking, he gazed at the other hand that caught his second one. He didn't pull it away which left them standing instead of walking since he couldn't move to his side. That didn't seem to bother him though. A smile was given. "Live in the present and never let the past keep life from you."

Lip's turned upward into a small, caring smile, nodding softly. He'd let go of the hand pressed to his cheek so the two could keep walking. "Indeed, I'll keep that in mind." Loreris listened to the shuffling of their steps against the cobblestone streets, loosing himself in his thoughts.

A deep warm chuckle let his lips as he gave a grin towards the man next to him. "Tag!" He yelled letting the man's hand to suddenly and turned running back up the stairs laughing as he moved. Neither of them seemed to have a childhood and there was no time like the present.

Blinked a few times, a bit stunned at the childish gesture and cry as he watched the smaller male start to dash away, the hint of a smirk spreading across his full lips. Starting to walk slowly he'd build up to a full on sprint, his feet kissing the ground in soundless steps as each one thrust him forward, shadows materialized around his body before he disappeared. Reappearing just a few feet in front of the running mage with arms ready to catch him.

The young man let out a laugh as he looked over his shoulder in time to see the man appear to vanish. Turning his head back, he nearly ran into Loreris and his arms. He spoke as his form began to shimmer and fade. "I think that is cheating but....." He appeared behind the man balancing an the edged for the fountain. ".... but two can play that game."

Arched a brow before materializing again, reappearing once more sitting next to Kaj with his now ungloved hands lazily sitting in the water. "Perhaps..." He'd glance at the man's legs before sweeping an arm up to throw his legs out from under him so he fell into the water. "...You let your guard down."

Kajetan saw the glance to his legs and the arm move. At the same time having realized he has no one to impress, he made a split second choice. Rather than blink away or let the man topple him, he jumped like skipping a rope jumping backwards into the water soaking his boots and his robe to his knees. Hands gripping his robe to free his leg he kicked spraying the man with water only to slip on the slick fountain floor. Robes caught around his legs caused him to tumble, falling on his rump.

Shielded himself, actaully making a sound which sounded much like a chuckle, watching as Kaj fell on his rear into the waters. Throwing his legs over the side, he too would slide in to join the man in the fountain, not caring if his leathers became soaked. "I think I'm having fun, it's been a while but...I'm having fun." Giving a half smile towards Kaj. He was starting to come around.

While he managed to keep his head from hiting anything that was about it. He was drenched. Every bit of him from mid chest down didn't have a dry speck. Above that it was hit and miss. He have his company a half hearted splash as his hand tried to remove water from his eyes along with wet locks that were plastered to his face. "Good!" A pang of guilt hit him over getting such an expensive robe dirty but it was too late to change it so he might as well have fun.

Reached over with his bare hand slowly, brushing away a few locks of hair with the up most gentle and tender of touches one could make. Loreris then gave a halfhearted splash back, starting to chuckle a bit at how their events played out. "To think all I needed to relax and have a little fun was a bold little elf come strolling up to me." A smirk forming across his lips.

The place was nearly deserted but it didn't matter the few that were around gawking in disbelief were ignored like they didn't exist by the small elf. The moonlight caused his skin to almost glow as he tilted his head planting a kiss to those fingers as he laughed. "Mmm didn't anyone ever tell you the best things come in small packages?" The wet cloth clung to his skin and he was glad that is wasn't a cold night.

People around though few did gawk at the sight, though Loreris never cared, he was fixated on the smaller man before him, brushing the wet locks from his face. "Not really, no. Guess that means you're the first." He'd give a playful wink, every moment he spent relaxed allowed him to grow closer and closer towards his company, starting to trust him more. "You're going to be cold once we get out of here you know..." A small hint of worry laced his words.

Kaj worked at gently wringing out his hair a he let out a laugh. " Didn't think about that before you tried to knock me in here now did you?" He returned the playful wink. His actions had made it home fault but that had been the man's intention before. "I will be okay though. It isn't that cool and i am only a half hour walk out of the city."

Only smirked, standing up to stretch backwards, display his strength and lean body as the leather armor he wore grew tight on his form, glistening in the moon light. "Well then let's go dry up, I'd hate for you to get sick." His smirk growing with more playful intent.

Kajetan canted his head to the side looking the man over. As he did such one of the orchids in his hair came loose falling with a gentle plop into the water. The tumble into the water drenching his hair had loosened it allowing it to fall out. Scooped up the flower as he smiled. Gazing up at the man once more that soft chuckle left his lips. "Oh inviting yourself over are you?" he said a curious and tease to his voice. On the other hand he didn't outright say no.

Loreris smirked before stepping out of the water, offering his hand to help Kaj out. "No, more like acting as an escort home. Seems proper, no?" His smirk turning into a genuine smile, his one eye filled with a reawakening light that was long buried beneath his work.

A hand reached up taking the offered one. Water dripped from the sleeve of the robe like a faucet for several seconds. Once on his feet, he stepped over the edge, with some work practically falling into the man. The robe was heavy soaked and the cloth clung to him like an poorly fitted skin. Hands quickly set about trying to wring out the largest portion of the water adding to the pool that was gathering at his feet. Taking a step he made a little growling sound as the squishing from his boot could be heard. "Remind me not to go swimming dressed." The words seemed in good humor then and as he answered the man. He was going to make a joke about the man not being allowed to return to dispatch of him in the middle of the night but decided it wasn't very funny and might be taken the wrong way. "Mmm... I do know how to protect myself." He said instead not refusing the man yet though he was making it known he didn't want to be treated like a damsel in distress.

Loreris cantered his head back and forth, pondering the situation as he got ready to catch Kaj just in case, though disappointed when I didn't need to. "I know you, though it would be rude of me not to escort the person who asked me out back home." A softer smile spread across his lips, giving a small bow before noticing his struggle. "If you're willing...I could carry you, I wouldn't mind it at all." His expression turning back to neutral.

Kaj gave him a little glare without an ounce of heart behind it before sticking his tongue out at him. "You may carry....," the sentence trailed off as he sat down on the stone lip to the fountain taking his boots off freeing his feet from the confines that continued to make squishing noises before finishing, ".... my boots!" The devious look on his face was the same when he had taken off running for this game of tag. He truly did try to keep from letting loose a giggle but as he held the sopping wet boots towards the man he couldn't help it.

Smirked, taking the boots without a care, he'd glance around, hoping to find a mud puddle soon. "Oh well, not a loss either way." Loreris soon was left to his own mind, thinking deeply about a lot that's happen so far. The joking, smiling, chasing, and whatever else had made him realize he has missed so much in life, but he must keep his guard up.

Offering the man a smile, he let the teasing drop as he slid his hand into Loreris' free one leaning into him. He might not be willing to let the man carry him but it appeared he was willing to let the man walk him home side by side.

Loreris looked down, seeing Kaj leaning into him so casually. He hadn't a clue of what to do but he liked it, so he left it be, deciding it best not to screw it up by being too curious. He returned to his thoughts, allowing his to be lead by the smaller male out of the city hand in hand, not caring of the awkward glances.

Kajetan walked barefoot his feet lightly touching the cool stones with a trail of water following in his wake. Some icecap and one orchid is all that remained of the flowers that had been woven into his hair but he didn't seem to mind. Once upon a time he would have. The stares would have bothered him even if he hid it well. He didn't have a perfect reputation of poise and elegance that needed protected anymore. "Mmm... I must remember thank the Lord and Lady properly." He said with the smallest hint of a yawn. The guards they passed looked twice and Kaj gave them a smile and a slight bow before leaning back into Loreris.

Loreris chuckled softly, the sound deep and smooth in his chest which Kaj was so closed too, his elongated eleven canines glistening in the soft moonlight. When they passed the guard, he didn't care to look at them, only fixated on the elf leaning into him. "Are you cold?" Taking notice that the night was starting to become a little chilled. He ignored all the small whispers of them he heard as well as the glances, none of that bothered him. Not when he was busy.

Smiling he shook his head a little. "I am okay." He figured he would probably be cold by the time he got home but for now he just felt heavy as though he were carrying an additional him around in water weight. Yes an exaggeration he knew but still. As they moved out of the Exchange, he stopped and held a hand up to the brazier smiling softly at the warmth it gave off.

Loreris grumbled something incoherent to himself, pulling out a spare cloak which he wrapped tightly around the smaller man's shoulders gently; making sure everything was in place. When finished he'd giving a knowing smirk. "Shouldn't be so stubborn sometimes." He'd only laugh lightly, his smile true and now genuine. Not a hint of trying involved as it looked all pure.

Kaj gave a roll of his eyes looking up at him. "You are all wet too." For the moment he wished he had brought his satchel with him so he could brush his hair out but he figured that would wait just fine till they arrived home. He touched the cloak surprised it was not as soaked as everything else. He looked up at him. "I get the feeling you are just dying to play hero." He teased.

Loreris rolled his eyes, slightly amused as he looked at the cloak with an expressionless look. "It's part of how my parents broke me in. I'm to act respectful and much like a servant. Nothing more, nothing less." Loreris adjusted his gaze to look into Kaj' eyes, becoming lost in them for a brief moment before his clouded over with memories once more.

Closing his eyes, he tried to remember his own parents. There were memories there. It isn't as if he had been young enough to forget but life had a way of making you forget things and his parents had been something that his mind had chosen to let erase. "I don't need a servant." He said softly as he continued to walk now that he didn't feel too cold.

Loreris blinked a few times, deciding to follow though now it was a little bit behind Kaj, not understanding what to do as everything that had just happen translated to him as disappointment in him from a master. Only following in silence as he tried to wrap his mind around it.

Kajetan slowed down holding his hand out to the man offering him a smile. "You look like... I punched you." He said softly his fingers gently moving like they had earlier trying to urge him to take his hand. "That wasn't my intention."

Loreris looked to the offered hand, thinking of how fragile it looked, how he could snap this man's neck like a branch and yet he was still so bold to approach him. Loreris felt an odd warmth flow through his body, something he remembered distantly but hadn't felt in ages, he liked the feeling. With that he stretched out his hand to clasp the other, giving it a perhaps timid squeeze but still gentle and strong. "I'm...sorry..." he'd reply in a soft tone laced with confusion.

Kajetan wasn't sure what the man was confused about. He could see the look in his face but this time he simply enjoyed having the man's hand back. Rather than try to remedy the look, he decided to simply let the man come to his own conclusion over time. The squeeze war returned and he leaned his wet frame into the man. If it had been someone else he would have felt bad getting them wet; however, the man was sopping wet himself so there went any guilt.

Loreris soon gave up on trying to think it over, his expression turning back to neutral as the two walked together. He rather enjoyed feeling the elf lean against him, it felt soothing to him, to feel someone leaning on him. "I hope you won't come down with cold, that would be terrible in this lovely summer." Gesturing to the blooming flowers, budding trees, and grass. Granted Eversong never came down with snow or ice but her colors did fade a bit when the fall or winter winds came around. "I love to go for a ride in these woods when I get what little quality time I can. It's peaceful to me."

As they left the city, he gave a wave to the final guards who offered a smile towards him even if they were surprised by his disheveled appearance. The smaller elf addressed one of them by name wishing him well and a good night in an attempt to insure him that he was okay. Over the years he had gotten to know man of the city guards and none of them had ever seen him looking like a drown rat. Once out of the city he gazed at the flowers that were gestured to and seeing getting sick was not on his list of things to do he skipped to riding. "I haven't been riding in a long time."

Loreris soon gave up on trying to think it over, his expression turning back to neutral as the two walked together. He rather enjoyed feeling the elf lean against him, it felt soothing to him, to feel someone leaning on him. "I hope you won't come down with cold, that would be terrible in this lovely summer." Gesturing to the blooming flowers, budding trees, and grass. Granted Eversong never came down with snow or ice but her colors did fade a bit when the fall or winter winds came around. "I love to go for a ride in these woods when I get what little quality time I can. It's peaceful to me."

As they left the city, he gave a wave to the final guards who offered a smile towards him even if they were surprised by his disheveled appearance. The smaller elf addressed one of them by name wishing him well and a good night in an attempt to insure him that he was okay. Over the years he had gotten to know man of the city guards and none of them had ever seen him looking like a drown rat. Once out of the city he gazed at the flowers that were gestured to and seeing getting sick was not on his list of things to do he skipped to riding. "I haven't been riding in a long time."

Loreris walked in sync with each step Kaj made, acting at the moment as a pillow of some sorts and a guard. He remained relaxed but the instinctual training he received taught him to always be alert, even if he was relaxing. "You haven't? Then perhaps we could go for a ride sometime, I'd like to have some company every once in a while." His best attempt of being civil and polite, giving the smaller male a soft smile filled with a relaxed joy.

His own stride was much shorter than Loreris' would be normally but the man matched his and that made him smile. Gingerly, his fingers laced together with those belonging to the other man as he closed his eyes. The grass under his feet tickled just a little and he dug his toes into it as they walked. "That could be fun. I will need to get an appropriate outfit." He said realizing he owned nothing that really worked for riding. About half way home, he shivered as the breeze picked up running though his wet clothing.

Loreris picked up the chilling winds, not affecting him but he did notice the shivering from the smaller male. "Are you still going to be stubborn or will you let me carry you?" His tone carried a light amusement with some concern, his smile was gentle and soft, something most Sin'dorei only have if they're looking for sex but with Loreris it was genuine. "And you will need something new to wear." He'd comment on the earlier statement, giving a playful wink.

Kajetan looked him over him slowly before asking. "How would letting you carry me help?" He didn't seem worried about repercussions, which in all rights he should have been. Letting someone walk him home that he had just met, he realized it was probably a stupid choice but his ego wouldn't let him take it back so he hoped for the best instead. "I know a tailor."

Loreris arched a brow, chuckling lightly as he gestured to the light shiver. "I'm warmer than the wind and it would be harder to help you keep warm if we kept walking like this." Nodding a head to how much of Kaj's wet clothed body was exposed to the cold chill. He was nervous of making such a statement but he honestly wasn't trying to play hero or act like a knight in shinning armor. All he wanted was to make sure the elf wasn't going to get sick and stay warm.

Kaj looked over the wet man. "You are wet too." He offered pulling the man's cloak tightly around him leaning into him as they walked in all honest his feet were cold from the earth more than the rest of him due to the cloak and he was tempted to ask for his boots back but he knew that wouldn't remedy the situation much.

Loreris rolled his eyes, finding it better for Kaj to be left alone on the topic, letting go of his to wrap his arm around the smaller male gently. "Alright, though I'm not shivering and cold doesn't really effect me." He'd look ahead, his gentle smile ever prevalent.

Kajetan smiled. He walked for a bit still on his own as if to prove his point. He was being stubborn and he knew it. Most of his life people had tried treating him like a hapless doll due to appearance and he hated the judgment. Pausing, he slid the cloak off his shoulders letting to of the man's hand for a moment. WIth his freed hands he removed the wet robes from his body revealing the matching pants he wore underneath and his bare chest. Holding he wet robes out fo the man, he worked on pulling the cloak back around him offering a warm smile. "There, all better." He said with a wink.

Loreris held no lustful gaze at the sight, only chuckling as he gave the cloak back. "Trying to be seductive with me isn't going to work, granted you are quite the splendor to look at, but you're not alluring me in that way." His smile turning into a playful grin, his eye looking over the barred chest. "Very much a splendor to look at."

Kajetan blinked. That hadn't been anywhere near his mind simply getting out of the thing that was slowing his movement and making him cold. Though those words almost made him take that as a challenge. Most of his life had required he be able to win people over mind and body and someone telling him he couldn't almost... just almost made him want to try. He wasn't sure if the man was trying to bait him or not but he couldn't help the it irked him. Perhaps it was being told he couldn't or perhaps it was because the man thought he was trying. Letting out a little growl he gave the man's arm a little head butt. "How would you know? I haven't even tried."

Loreris chuckled playfully, ruffling the shorter man's hair lightly before shaping it back into proper placement. "I was jesting, you are very pleasant to look at. I like your fiery spirit. It's a little fun to jest with you." Winking with a sly smirk, keeping himself a bit allusive for the man's entertainment. "If you need help with anything, I'll try to be there to help. I rather like your company more than others, most people I've had the 'joy' of conversing with only chatted about their so called 'good' deeds and who they wanted to bed next. You are a welcome change of pace."

Kajetan blinked once more he had taken it seriously and he had been about ready to stalk off since he could now see his place in the distance. Childish perhaps but he had taken those words seriously and even if he hadn't loved everything he had done in his past he was well aware he was good at it. Turning on his foot he gave the man a half hearted shove though he was smiling again. "Ass." He replied. "Remind me to get even by finding a time to tell you that your bad at killing people." That tongue was stuck out at the man as he chose to lean into him again.

Loreris watched as he was shoved, barely moving at all but still moved a little, a small laugh escaped his lip. When Kaj leaned back into him, he'd wrap an arm around his small body gently; keeping him in an embrace while sharing his unnaturally warm body. "Oh I bet you will, though I plan on laughing the whole time." He felt content, finding the constant teasing and laughing beautiful, he'd never laughed this much in a long time.

Rolling his eyes, once more, his face finally settled into an expression of contentment. The man was warmth and that in and of itself was appealing. The laughter was an added bonus. "Over there." He said pointing to an area where a bunch of makeshift houses had been constructed. None of them where fancy and none of them looked like a place the meticulous... well less so at the moment... doll would live.

Loreris spied the area the smaller man pointed to, arching a brow before shrugging. Loreris followed without a care, seeing the content expression on Kaj' face only made him beam with delight, wanting the expression to remain. "You look good with that smile, very fitting." He'd comment in a deep voice, his tone laced with genuine joy.

Kaj smiled as they approached the area. He led him to one in the distance that appeared to have once been a gazebo that has been altered into a makeshift house. Outside is fenced. A single tree is in the fenced area with a wooden rope swing. The entire outside area is full of flower beds full of plants. The actual 'house' was a gazebo where wire had been woven between the pillars and climbing plants grew up the sides to make walls. One side had a simple gate like door on it instead of being covered with a plant wall. "We are here." He said looking up at the man and now they were here he wasn't really sure what to do.

Loreris looked around with a curious gleam in his eye, normally other Sin'dorei would hold disapproving thoughts to such establishments but for him he found it tranquil. Looking toward Kaj Loreris would just shrug. "Indeed we are, you might as well go dry off." Nodding to the makeshift door, a calm and delighted smile crossing his lips.

Kajetan thought for a few moments as his toes curled in the grass below them plucking strands. "You are wet too." he said thinking it over for a moment before rounding to the side of the hosue where a firepit was. "I can start a fire." He said as he paused before he disappeared into the little dark house for a moment. Walking out, he was carrying an ornate comb that he worked though his hair as he attempted to pull it into a high tail to get it out of the way.

Loreris watched contently, eyeing the ornate comb as he stood. "I don't mind it, some of my jobs have left me in worse conditions." He'd visibly shudder, remember a couple jobs from years back. "And what a lovely comb, reminds me of the one I gave to my sister for her adoption day." His smile turning soft and gentle. Idly he'd drop Kaj's boots near the fire to help dry them off.

Kajetan looked to the ivory comb with a vine pattern carved into it before being inlaid with gold. "That is nice you still keep in contact with her." He offered as he finished fastening his hair out of the way. He set the comb on a small wooden table along with his wet robe before he turned to look at the stack of wood near the house. After a moment of concentrating logs of wood lept up from the stack flying over to the fireplace where they fell with a thud. There was a bin of twigs nearby and Kaj moved to pick up some for kindling.

Loreris chuckled at a few memories, his smile ever growing. "Indeed...My family adopted her after she fell victim to loosing her parents in the Scourge Wars, since she couldn't remember her birth day we celebrate her adoption day." He'd chuckle a little bit more, crossing his arms across his chest, not minding the feeling of wet leather. "It's sad really, on multiple occasions I can catch her looking out the window longingly, just hoping she will see her parents and siblings again..."

Kajetan gave a small nod unsure of what to think about the man's parents now. The twigs were dropped into the pit and he crouched down and closed his eyes trying to use magic to start the fire. It was something he was still learning but he only needed a small flame to start a fire after it caught the wood. "There are a lot of orphans." Loreris nodded as he grew lost within his own thoughts, sitting down and drawing a dagger and a sharpening stone from pouch strapped to his thigh; in no time all he was sharpening the blade idly as a way to help work through his thoughts.

The process took a minute or two before sparks appeared in his palm and began to gather into a flame... a flame that he threw into the kindling watching it take to the flame. The logs were slower to start burning but as soon as the flames licked them, he rose to his feet. "You should get dry and let me fix your hair before you leave." He commented.

Loreris slowly looked up at the smaller man, blinking a few times as his eye was clouded over by his thoughts, once clear he'd nod. "I guess so." With that he'd stand up with a small groan, shedding off layers of patted leather to reveal a scar marred torso and arms, scars even reaching up to his neck. Too many for someone to count. "I've enjoyed your company, it's been a very welcome change of pace to my entire week of pompous nobles, arrogant Blood Knights, and clueless prostitutes who don't know what 'no' means." He'd respond, his voice slightly labored as he went over the few details of his week.

Kajetan blinked turning to the man actually letting out a laugh. "Suppose it is good I gave up that profession a long time ago." He teased though he went silent as his eyes fell on the man's torso that looked to be more scar than unblemished skin. Clearly he didn't know what to say. At least they had all healed. "Maybe I can look at your eye... before you go." He said softly. There was little he could do for old wounds but perhaps he could keep a fresher one from scaring quite so badly.

Loreris arched a brow, shrugging lightly he'd sit down so the smaller man wouldn't have so much trouble reaching him. "Alright...if that's your wish." He didn't mind it too much, granted he didn't like how he cheap shotted but now nothing could be done to change the fact he has the wound. Upon sitting down Loreris would lean forward, stretching out his back as his broad shoulders rolled backwards a couple times; earning a few deep resounding pops. "Oh...Just what I needed..." He'd smirk lightly, feeling much more relaxed now.

Kajetan let out a warm chuckle. "Well I am going to get cleaned up first." He offered with a warm smile. Moving away from the heat, he grabbed a bucket from a peg and moved to fill it from a large barrel next to the house. The wooden cover was removed and the bucket was filled with magic. "I will be right back. I need to get a bowl." He disappeared into the house for but a moment before returning with a large metal bowl. Loreris sat back up, falling back into his thoughts which now wandered over to Kaj and how he's been able to relax so well with the shorter man; it's rather unlike Loreris. He pondered the idea over and over, trying to figure it out but instead went back to sharpening his daggers. The sound of the sharpening stone against metal always brought him a cold sense of thrill, like that of a hunter and prey.

Kajetan set the bowl on the table offering the man a smile as he filled it with water from the bucket. Sitting down, he placed his hands on either side of it and sat there till the water started to steam. "Sit." He said pointing towards a stump that made due as a chair. With that he disappeared into the house again. When he returned he was carrying a small pile of clean washcloths, towels, and on top of them all was a basket containing jars of things that clinked and a few bars of what appeared to be soap.

Loreris was pulled from his thoughts at the sound of Kaj's voice, blinking a few times he'd then do as instructed and take his place on the stump; adjusting himself to be a bit more comfortable. Once situated he'd being looking over all the supplies, thinking it to be a bit excessive but then again he wasn't much of a medic.

Kajetan sat down on one opposite him as he set down the pile removing the basket from the top. It was settled aside and Kaj tossed a washcloth at him before picking one up himself. Tipping it into the warm water, he rung it out and picked up a bar of soap that was scented like sandalwood and cherry blossoms. He ran the damp cloth over the bar before he began to wash his face. Clearly, he was cleaning up before playing medic.

Loreris grumbled softly but caught the wash cloth with ease, he waited patiently as he really didn't mind this; he rather enjoyed it to an extent. "Thanks..." Was all he'd mumble, trying to keep his tough exterior, falling back into his own thoughts hard as he fell silent.

Kajetan smiled at him beckoning to the bowl as he cleaned himself off. "You are welcome to share." he offered before he washed more than his face. "What are you thinking about?" He asked when the other man fell silent.

Loreris blinked a few times, looking at the washcloth in his hand then the bowl; dipping the cloth into the warm water to begin clean off his face. While doing so he was extremely careful around his eye, making sure the cloth didn't touch it too much; every time it would however, he'd hiss in pain. "Nothing..." Kajetan let out a soft chuckle. "How about I do that and you tell me what you are thinking." He replied shaking his head. "Are you sure you are good at your job?" The tease was one he couldn't resist. "You are a bit clumbsy." The warm laugh was there as he rose from his spot moving around to take the wash cloth from the man's hands and he began to gently wash his face avoiding the bandages all together. "I would offer to wash your top but leather really isn't something I have tried washing."

Loreris let Kaj take the washcloth from his hands, rather grateful he did to. Hearing the teasing words made him fume, grumbling a few words before looking away. "That Kaldorei bastard got a lucky shot is all..." He'd playful extend a hand and flick the shorter man's nose. "You can't really wash leather the standard way anyways. To further explain I was just thinking about some random thought tangents."

Kajetan heard the fuming and the simple thought entered his brain. There was no analyzing as he leanded down and kissed the man and it wasn't a peck either. His head tilted to the side as he let his lips cover the ones that were protesting about his ability to do his job. A moment later he leaned back so he was a few inches from the man. The evil devilish gleam was in his face as he winked. "Got you. Now we are even." The man had chosen to tease him before about what had come down to his work and now he had returned it.

Loreris was about to say something else till silenced, hands clenching into fists as he'd restrain his more basic reactions of snapping the shorter man's neck for such a move. Though his wanted reaction was violent, he rather liked it; raising a couple fingers to gingerly touch his lips from curiosity. "Very daring..." A sly smirk spreading across his lips, a faint shade of red dusting his cheeks.

Kajetan grins letting his nose touch Loreis' before he rose back up. Using the cloth he finished washing the man's face before he sat down on the makeshift table to pick up his own cloth to wash his upper body not that he had gotten that dirty. Once finished he poured the bowl of water out into the grass repeating the process of filling and warming it. At that point he sat back down and took his hair out of the ponytail. The locks fell down around his shoulders and he began slowly combing out any tangles that had found their way into the locks due to the fall in the fountain earlier. "You any good with washing hair?" He inquired raising a brow.

Loreris busted out laughing in a fullhearted laugh, shaking his head. "No I am not, I only know how to do the basics." Still chuckling a bit, he'd be stuck on the feel of the kiss; trying to interpret what it might or might not of meant.

Kajetan dipped a couple fingers into the water splashing the man with a couple droplets. Lips curving upwards he smiled. "Well you can try to redeem your reputation." He was back to teasing. It was too much fun. "I can walk you though it. If you are decent with your hands I think you will do fine. Well and it is either that or you can sit here and wait while I spend the next half filling and taking a bath." There was no invitation to join in said bath though.

Loreris groaned at the constant teasing, flinching with a tightly shut eye as the few droplets hit him. "Oh you really like teasing me don't you?" He'd shoot back. Grumbling he'd rise up and circle over to stand with Kaj, waiting for the proper walk through. "And I'm -very- skilled with my hands, thank you very much." Flicking the smaller man's nose with equal teasing.

Kajetan gave a warm laugh smiling up at the man who towered over him. The flick made him wriggle his nose like a rabbit before he smiled reaching over to grab one of the containers in the basket. Opening it, the floral scent wafted out. Kaj liked sandalwood and the scent was mixed in with that of jasmine. "You start at the ends and work up being really careful to not tangle or pull any of the strands. He turned so his back was to the table leaning backwards till the golden tressed fell in the water. He held his head up, above the bowl, which clearly was not going to be comfortable for more than a few minutes.

Loreris listened carefully, taking in each detailed step and visualizing it inside his mind. "Alright..." He'd take notice at the uncomfortable position, placing one of his hands along the back of Kaj's neck to let him have support comfortably. "Just relax then...I'll try my best." His lips curled up into a slightly nervous smile. He'd begin with washing the ends as told, giving the small man's head a quick rinse by soaking his hair then combing it lightly with his fingers through the water.

Kajetan smiled and closed his eyes leaning on the hand offered. It was a sweet gesture even if it meant it would take longer. "I think you are the one that needs to relax cutie. You are a bundle of nerves. It is just hair."

Loreris frowned at the name for a brief moment, the name striking a nerve but it'd be replaced by a smile as quickly as it appeared. "I've always washed my own hair and rarely my sister's, but no one else's." He'd then look over to find the bottle of scented soap, sliding the hand supporting Kaj's neck a bit further so his head rested on his toned forearm. Pouring a small amount of the soap into his free hand, he'd set the bottle down to then adjust back to supporting the smaller man's neck with his hand. He remained silent, drifting back into his thoughts as usual; applying the soap at the ends and nursing it to the roots.

Kajetan didn't notice the frown with his eyes closed. "Are you okay?" He inquired lids fluttering slowly open as the man fell silent again. One of his hands moved up giving the man's shoulder a gentle squeeze.

Loreris rubbed the scented soap gently into the smaller man's scalp, aware he was stronger than the other so he was much more gentle. "Yes...I'm fine..." He'd attempt to pass, his tone telling otherwise. He'd continue massaging the soap into Kaj's hair, trying to get over something that still nagged at the corner of his mind.

Kajetan turned his head slightly looking up at the man. He said nothing just waited. The expression he wore was one that spoke volumes. He wasn't buying it and he was going to wait till the man said what was on his mind.

Loreris noticed the expression, starring the other in the eyes for a long moment before giving a long sigh; his free hand falling lax in the warm water. "It's nothing...Just a few bad memories with someone I thought I could love. He doesn't matter anymore." It was clear he was still deeply hurt about it all, deciding to rinse out the soap from the smaller man's hair. In a few minutes Kaj's hair would be completely washed and silky soft. "There...all done..."

Kajetan leaned forward grabbing a towel and he was careful pat the strands between the towel till they where mostly dry. With that taken care of, he set the soaking towel aside and looked up at the man. He was trying to decide what to say. "I am not sure what to say. I just met you and this is the first time I have ever... done anything like this. I was not trying to bring up memories from the past like that. I can tone it down."

Loreris gave a light shrug, trying to play it off as if he wasn't effect; though his eye gave it all away. "You're fine...He doesn't matter anymore." He kept repeating that through his mind, hoping after enough times it'd come true.

Kajetan looked at the man in front of him before scooting the bowl to the side. With one hand on either side of the wooden table, he lifted himself up onto it. "Sit." The word was an instruction. "Do you want to talk about it?" he inquired not pushing but giving the man a chance if he wished to take it.

Loreris looked at the offered spot for a moment before taking it, sitting with his back turned from the smaller man. "Might as well." He'd let out a long sigh, his shoulders slumping a bit. "Where to even begin..."

Kajetan let the teasing drop as he picked up the comb and began to let the man's hair down. Nimble fingers worked though the locks straightening it before taking the comb to it working from the bottom up untangling the locks. He smiled looking at the flower he had put in the man's hair earlier as he worked.

Loreris pondered over every detail, remembering it all so vividly. "Well...Him and I met at the pond outside the city gate, he was shy and timid but flirtatious. We were getting along pretty well and on that same day he kissed me, I had no intentions going further but after a week he tried to bed me twice. I refused both times. The day after the second attempt he wanted a 'relationship break'." He'd scoff, humming softly at his hair being combed as it helped relieve some of the stress. "It happen all too quickly, he proposed a 'relationship break' and I told him to screw off and turned my back...earlier that same day I earned this.” He'd point to his damaged eye.

Kajetan was very gentle as he worked though the man's hair never once tugging it. "I am sorry that you went though that and I am sorry if I reminded you of him. I can say I am not timid though and my bed is currently off limits." He was about to continue but thought perhaps that would be selfish turning the conversation into one about him. "You will find someone if you give people the chance. I think under all that gruff you can be sweet guy."

Loreris glanced back, his respect grew a bit more for Kaj. "The thought never crossed my mind...it's he used to call me 'cutie' all the time." He'd look back at the ground, burying the pain deep down. "And I doubt that...I'm too scarred for anyone to care for and I've given multiple people the chance. All have left."

Kajetan paused pressing his lips together. "I won't leave. We can always be friends though I won't promise we will be more." He wasn't sure if that made it better or worse so he decided to go with the truth. "If my behavior... is inappropriate in your eyes, with that in mind, let me know. For instance I can avoid using that word if it bothers you. That is simple enough."

Loreris nodded, he wasn't ready for a relationship anyways. "I'd like that..." The faint trace of a smile crossed his lips, reaching up he'd grip Kaj's hand gently; finding it to be reassuring and secure feeling before he'd let go.

Kajetan smiled leaning down to kiss the man's forehead. "Don’t' give up though. The right person is worth all the pain getting there." The words were spoke as he finished combing out the raven hair. He settled the bowl in his lap sitting with his legs folded Indian style. "Lean back." He eased the man's head backwards so it was resting comfortably on his legs with his hair in the water.

Loreris only nodded, drifting into his thoughts as he softly closed his eye. He'd lean back as told, not realizing that a bit of the bandages covering his eye came loose to reveal a little bit more of the wound...and what is was lacking.

Kajetan left the bandages for the moment as he gently washed the man's hair. He worked from the ends up spending time massaging Loreris' scalp. When he finished a hand was placed along the man's hair line to keep water from getting into his face as he use the other hand to cup water from the bowl to rinse out the strands.

Loreris kept silent, buried deep within his own mind to the point of blocking everything else out. Only making small signs of paying attention when he'd idly notice his hair being washed.

Kajetan was careful to squeeze out extra water without twisting or pulling strands before he moved to bowl to grab a towel. Slowly he patted the locks dry like he had his own. "There." He said offering a smile as he tucked the flower behind the man's ear once more.

Loreris came to, his good eye fluttering open as he gazed up at the sky. "Thank you..." He'd return the smile, leaning forward once more as he felt the familiar delicate weight of the flower behind his ear.

Kajetan shifted and stood up. "I lied. I am taking you to bed." He said with a warm laugh in his voice as he stood up and headed towards the house. "Though in my defense it simply is because there is better light inside and I don't have anywhere else to sit in there and I don't want to mess up your eye." He said with a grin as he stuck out his tongue.

Loreris arched a brow, chuckling softly as he stood to follow. "And they said I was the teasing one..."

Kajetan smirked as he opened the gate to the house. Inside the place was lit up by magical lights hanging from the ceiling. The entire place was filled with tables containing all sorts of interesting concoctions. It looked like a lab belonging to a mad scientist only... less creepy. Flowers and plants were all over the place along with books about them. In a corner of the room there was a bed, vanity, and a wardrobe. All three of them looked to have been shoved aside to make room for more tables for work. He gestured towards the bed. "Sit." he ordered with a smile.

Loreris looked around curiously, his gaze wandering up and all over the room. "Huh...Reminds me of the poison labs at the Uncrowned Lounge..." He'd mutter before sitting down on the bed as instructed, offering his best smile. "Now you get to play medic?" His tone nothing but teasing.

Kajetan looked at all his work and chuckled. "Well I don't make poisons though some of the stuff I have I suppose could be used to make them." He replied to that looking around. He moved to a bookcase against the wall and grabbed a satchel from the hook on the side of it before he came to sit down across from the man. "So tell me what happened and what I am going to see when I take those off? I would like to fix it not make it worse."

Loreris nodded slowly. "Well...I was wandering around Eversong for an early morning ride only to get ambushed by an arrogant Kaldorei bastard. We fought for a few hours till I got my killing blow for the cost of my eye." He'd gesture to the wound, giving a small smile. "It isn't going to look repairable to be honest."

Kajetan looked him over. "He actually damaged your eye?" He inquired pressing his lips together in a tight line as he thought it over.

Loreris only nodded, remaining perfectly still for Kaj to remove the bandages.

Kajetan hesitated. "Maybe... we should find a real healer.... I have enough coin." His words were spoke softly. From where he lived and how he lived he probably did have coin if he had been truthful about how much he got paid for what he had done for work.

Loreris shrugged, chuckling softly. "I already have, they've done the best they could. If you still wish to see then I have no problem with that." He'd offer a reassuring, soft smile.

Kajetan slowly leaned forward and began to very tenderly remove the bandages unsure of what else he would be able to do but he was willing to give it a shot.

Loreris sat still, taking a deep breath as he'd clear his mind; placing his trust in Kaj. Behind the bandages the smaller man would find that his entire eye was missing, leaving to look what was like a mix between a burn and cut wound. It didn't look the slightest repairable.

Kajetan looked at the empty socket and pressed his lips together firmly before blinking back what appeared to be tears.

Loreris only stared with a soft expression, offering a gentle smile as he extended his hand forward to gingerly wipe away the tears. "Now, now...tears don't look good on that lovely face." He'd say softly, trying to comfort Kaj in what little way he knew.

Kajetan let his fingers skitter lightly along the side of the man's face near the wound. He didn't say anything though as he offered a weak smile. He opened the satchel pulling items out from it. The first one looked like an ointment of sorts. It had an earthy smell as he opened the container. Reaching up he began to apply it to the damaged skin. "I... can't bring back an eye." He said softly.

Loreris smiling, flinching ever so slightly every once in a while from a light twinge of pain. "Don't fret over it, I didn't expect anyone to be able to." He'd reply. His hand brushing along the smaller man's cheekbone lightly.

The salve had a numbing sensation causing the area it touched to tingle before it slowly began to numb dulling any pain. The sadness never left his face; however, he didn't seem to be squeamish about it.

Loreris sighed in relief as the small amounts of pain dulled away, his smile turning ever softer. He'd look to Kaj with his good eye, brilliant emerald meeting sea green. "I'm fine, don't worry about it alright? I can take it." He'd give a soft chuckle, trying to bring up Kaj's mood.

Kajetan continued to place the salve on the wounded area till most of the jar was gone. With that he pulled out some bandages from the same bag before working on dressing it with the new bandages. "When it heals properly perhaps I can find you a magical replacement. I mean it wont be the same but it will give you something and will help keep debris out." It wouldn't come for free but he would talk about that another time.

Loreris chuckled before rolling his eye, giving a small sigh he'd look back at the shorter man. "I'm sure Fey will be thrilled with the knowledge of this..." With that he'd just let Kaj do his thing, knowing it was futile to argue with him.

Kajetan raised a brow. "Who is Fey?" he said hearing the new name not realizing it was a nickname.

Loreris eye widened as he mental face palmed. "Oh how stupid of me, Fey or Feyrah, is my adopted sister."

Kajetan canted his side to the side and smiled a little feeling a tad silly he had not made the simple name connection. "I am glad she will be happy." He finished the bandaging and stood up. He proceeded to strip right there without a care in the word for modesty as he draped the pants over the bed as he opened the wardrobe pulling out a beautiful white night robe that he slid on over his head turning back to the man. "Do you ever go to Outlands?" He inquired turning to look at the man.

Loreris was slightly tempted but had respect for his now friend, closing his good eye to block out and possible view. "I served a few contracts out there, yes." He'd reply, giving a nod as he kept his eye shut.

Kajetan turned around looking at the man with his closed eye and he laughed. "You meditating?" The reason behind his eye being closed.

Loreris huffed a laugh. "Are you decent?" He'd respond in a friendly manner.

Kajetan rolled his eyes letting out a laugh. "No. I am drop dead gorgeous not 'decent'." He said with a smirk trying not to laugh.

Loreris sighed, taking the risk of opening his eye once more. "Such the teasing little gardener." He'd shoot back, playfulness overflowing in his tone as he stood up to walk closer. Barely standing a foot away from the shorter man.

Kajetan gave the man a wicked grin at those words. "Nope wasn't teasing there. I am. Teasing would be if I decided to strip and not let you touch." He stuck his tongue out playfully at the man. "Though I need to get the dirt off my feet and wash my clothing." His index finger poked the man's bare chest as he smiled. At least he was back to smiling again.

Loreris pressed his hand a top Kaj's which was currently poking his chest; pressing his entire hand flat against his chest which was abnormally warm. "There's that smile." He'd give a playful wink, wanting to keep his friend happy.

Kajetan chuckled letting the man hold his hand there. rising to the tips of his toes he planted a kiss to the man's brow above the missing eye. "While you are warm and nice to touch it isn't getting the dirt and grass of my feet." He said pointing downward before grinning at the man.

Loreris let go of of the shorter man's hand, rolling his eye with a playful gleam. "Then you'd best get washed up." He'd chuckle softly, placing both hands on his hips while he watched Kaj contently.

Kajetan gave him a grin as he turned moving outside again. He fetched he used the soapy water and the damp towels that had been used for their hair to clean his feet off, realizing he had left his sandals inside. Grumbling, he opted to use the towels. Placing one under either foot of his, he grabbed the ends to hold them to his feet so he could walk back inside.

Loreris watched as the shorter man came walking in using towels as makeshift shoes, snickering a little bit. "Isn't that an entertaining sight..." He'd chime in a teasing fashion.

Kajetan simply grinned leaving them on the floor as he stepped over to the vanity slipping on the sandles that were next to it. "Mmm... well you know it is a new trend." A sly wink followed the words.

Loreris arched a brow, his playful aura still not fading. "Uh-huh...So is kissing up Garrosh's long dead ass..." He could help but snicker a bit, knowing a few orcs still do so.

Kajetan shook his head. "Is that an Orc thing?" he asked raising a brow almost pulling off deadpan. "And... since when is kissing anything a fashion statement?" he rolled his eyes and let out a laugh.

Loreris cantered his head from side to side. Pondering. "Eeeehhh I mean...I've overheard groups of orcs praising their long dead leader for his 'honorable' treatment towards the other horde races. Complete trash talk but oh well...I think I heard scream from a near by ally not too long after they left too." He'd tap a finger along his lip, eye darting back and forth as he pretended to be seriously thinking about it.

Kajetan was lost on the man's train of thoughts. His brow rose. "This has to do with towel shoes... how?" He said with a cuckle as he moved back outside to fetch the items he had left out there.

Loreris shrugged, giving a smile as he laughed full heartedly. "I don't know, my mind wanders sometimes." Clearly understating how often he gets lost within his own thoughts.

Kajetan smiled and shook his head as he gathered all the items in his arms. "You know it isn't nice to kill people because they are idiots." He teased as he walked back in and began to put things away.

Loreris held up his hands in defense, showing an 'innocent' expression. "Never said I killed them, I do contracts only....Most of the time..." His innocent expression faded away to reveal a sly grin, he knew he did wrong but just didn't care.

Kajetan turned rolling his eyes. There wasn't really any judgment there about the killing only in his next words. "You know you do stupid stuff one day you are going to wind up dead." He turned on his heal rising to the tips of his toes and swatted the man upside the head. "Then who is going to be there for your sister?"

Loreris accepted the smack upside the head with little care, giving the shorter man a neutral expression. "Her husband." He'd bluntly state, as if he didn't see a problem with him losing his life.

Kajetan narrowed his gaze at the man. His look was cold for the first time ever. "If you don't value your own life then I wouldn't trust you with mine." With that he turned his back and returned to putting items away. His breathing was a little off if the man was paying really close attention.

Loreris let out a barely audible sigh, taking soft steps which Kaj couldn't hear; he'd make a hesitant to wrap his arms around the shorter man in a warm embrace. "At times I wouldn't mind it, but most of the time I know it's not mine to give up." He'd utter softly, trying his best to comfort the other.

The arms felt nice, they really did but the pain and anger outweighed the comfort. Kajetan attempted to turn and get free of those arms.

Loreris pondered for a moment, then deciding it best not to let go; for the first time in a long while he didn't want to. "Kaj, please listen...At times I've thought it best to end myself, knowing it to be foolish and selfish. Now days the thought only crosses my mind for a split second, I've too many people I must care for to let my life go now." He'd say before finally letting the shorter man go, taking a few steps back to give him some space.

Kajetan let out a soft growl when he wasn't let go as he blinked back tears. When he was let go he turned around. "Life is precious. I don't recall anyone ever giving me a reason to live growing up. No one gave me an ounce of reason to value myself. I figured it out on my own and I did it on my own. If anything I had people degrade and devalue me for most of my life." His eyes narrowed. "I worked my whole life to find my own self worth and now that for the first time I am free to pick my own friends and perhaps even lovers. I have no time for you if find yourself expendable,” he finished the words poking the man in the chest with his pointer finger three times for emphasis.

Loreris sighed, lowering his head as he chose his words carefully. "Kaj...I'm just now learning that...When my parents broke me in, they drilled it into my head since birth that I was expendable. I never even knew what life until Feyrah came around, her magic brought a small joy to my dark shadowy corner called a heart." He'd give a weak smile, finally looking up. "Many of these scars aren't from combat...but from punishment, I carry those burdens and now accept contracts that allow me to eliminate people like my parents."

Kajetan didn't turn away again or take steps back. He stood there a foot away from the man his head tilted back to look up at the man. "Now it is your choice. Other people don't get to decide your value. You do."

Loreris looked straight into the shorter man's eyes, gazing for what seemed like hours to himself before he nodded. "Then...I choose life." His voice was still soft and gentle but burned with a newly kindled determination.

Kajetan didn't look away. When the man answered his expression softened a little as a hand moved up to touch the man's cheek.

Loreris leaned into the touch to his cheek, closing his eye briefly as his expression too softened up a bit. "I'm just now starting to set myself free..."

Kajetan gave a small nod before letting his head rest against the man's chest as his hand fell. Everything today had taken a lot of energy and his body was done. He let out a little yawn. "You... have somewhere to go?"

Loreris gently lifted a hand to run his fingers through Kaj's hair gently, letting him lean against him. "Indeed." He'd respond, knowing how tired the shorter man was just by how he was acting. "You must rest now."

Kajetan smiled softly reaching up once more to kiss him on his cheek. "I should finish cleaning things up." He said as he moved back to pick up the comb and return it to the vanity.

Loreris nodded slowly, letting the shorter man finish his sorting and putting back of things. "I'm not leaving till you're curled up in that bed and asleep." He'd chuckle softly, crossing his arms across his chest as he left no room for argument.

Kajetan rolled his eyes as he put everything away, leaving his clothing hung up to be washed later. With that he moved back to in front of the mirror and he began to comb though his long hair separating it into three parts which he braided over his left shoulder. "It is late. You don't need to stay till I am in bed."

Loreris walked up behind the shorter man, covering his eyes with a playful grin. He'd lower down a little bit before giving Kaj's cheek a light peck. "Consider that pay back for all the other times you've kissed me on the cheeks." He'd whisper in his ear softly, that same playful chuckle ringing out again. Only when vision returned, Loreris was gone; a blue rose left where he stood behind Kaj.

Kajetan offers a warm smile at a ostentatiously dressed red head standing in his way as he moves towards the auction house. He paused holding a bundle of flowers and other herbs in his arms that were sandwiched between brown linen cloth. The returned smile made him pause. "Evening." He offered in greeting.

Rindorell nods and smiles warmly at the Sin'dorei's greeting, slightly adjusting his seating upon his steed. "Hello there."

Kajetan tried to shift the items in his arms as his eyes fell on the flaming bird causing them to go wide. Moving forward, he looked like a child during the Winter's Veil. " They are so beautiful." He commented looking up at the man chuckling. "Not that you are shabby yourself." He added with a bit of a tease his fingers reaching out towards the bird trying to coax it close.

Rindorell his lips curl into a small smirk watching the others delight in his companion. The bird makes a skittish little chirp and quickly flies up to hide behind his. "Oh Yuri don't be shy." He says holding out his arm in attempt to make him more comfortable. “He's always been shy around new beings.”

Kajetan was struggling to hold everything he had been carrying in two arms in one. He held up a finger towards the man offering a grin. "Give me just a moment... I was about to deliver these." He offered as he moved his other arm back under the bundle so he didn'drop any of them as he tried to move around the man.

Rindorell slides down to dismount from his glimmering steed, giving it a light smack to send her on her way. "Go on girl, go for a walk." As he walks over to help the struggling Sin'dorei offering an arm to carry any over whelming items. “Would you care for some help?” he said with a soft smile.

Kajetan blinked looking up at the man as he dismounted. His eyes moved upwards to meet the gaze of the man that towered head and shoulders over him. The tip of a pink tongue was extended in a teasing jest before he gave a nod. "Well I suppose. Does the name of my 'rescuer' have a name?" The warmth in his tone was clear as he offered the man a few of the bundles. Dreamfoil and golden sansam, if the man knew anything of herbs.

Rindorell lets out a soft, warm, smooth giggle as he loaded his long arms with the herbs being handed to him. "I am Rindorell, Rin for short if you like. And what pray tell does the stumbling herbalist call himself?" He says returning the teasing tongue motion.

Kajetan actually smiled at those words. Obviously, what the man had called him had earned him some sort of favor. Offering a wink of the left eye he turned on his foot walking into the auction house looking over his shoulder to reply. "Kajetan... or just Kaj." He offered the reply in the same way it was given.

Rindorell lets out a more obvious giggle as the sin'dorei becomes more cheeks. "Well it is very much a pleasure Kaj" as he starts to  saunter towards the Auction House, following his lead.

Kajetan smiled as he began to spread out the tagged bundles in front of one of the auctioneers explaining each of them. Some of them were destined to homes already though most were being offered for trade for other plants. When he had finished with those in his hands, he turned to removed the bundles from Rin. Rising to the tips of his toes he gave the man's nose a playful flick. "The pleasure is mine." With that he finished talking to Jenath, marking a bunch of things in a little book of his that he tucked into the satchel that was on his shoulder. The one that could now be seen as it was no longer hidden away by the plants.

Rindorell listens to Kajetan explaining all of his plant and herbs, completely clueless as to the purpose of any of them so he simply smiles and nods until Kaj turns to relieve his arms of the bundles. Flashing down a little smirk at his playful nose flick. “Well, must be nice to be rid of that handful.”

Kajetan couldn't help but tease him back for the comment. "Says the man carrying ten times that amount on him." He chuckled as a finger went to playfully poke the large pauldrons, then the ostentatious belt.

Rindorell quickly snaps back in a teasing voice "Well, I'm used to it, plus my heavy weight is more pretty." he tosses his long blond hair aside, giving a playful little wink before letting out a soft laugh and reaching down to readjust his gleaming belt.

Kajetan looked over the items before stepping in a bit closer to the man shaking his had slowly as a fingertip trailed over the man's jawline. "No. I am pretty sure it is detracting from your own beauty." He said his lips twitching up into playful smirk.

Rindorell raises a brow as he looks down to lock eyes with the sin'dorei and faint pink blush appearing over his face, giving the left corner of his own bottom lip a little bite before a small giggle escapes his mouth. “Well maybe it adds it to, perhaps without it I'm not beautiful at all.”

Kajetan rose to his toes grasping the head piece before handing it to the man. With that he took a step back using his fingers in a mock camera to frame his face. Hands falling his shook his head. "Nope. It is hiding your beauty." He added an emphatic nod the grin still on his lips.... somehow not managing to laugh.

Rindorell gives a few quick blinks as the elf removes his halo and hands it to him watching as he steps back. As he raises his hands to mimic the frame he quickly strikes a pose, turning to the side placing right hand on his rear as the left moves up to rest against his cheek. “Well now, maybe you have a point.”

Kajetan took a step forward, reaching his hand up to playfully swat the man upside the head before laughing. "So what is under that vanity and your over dressed self?" He inquired a brow raising with actual interest.

Rindorell blinks a few times after being whacked upside the head. After hearing the question he looks down at himself then back up to the other Sin'dorei locking eyes and giving a brief pause. “Nipples...?” He said with a perfectly straight face, keeping eyes locked.

Where Rin kept a straight face, Kaj couldn't. An eye roll and a chuckle left him. "Your personality has nipples?" He gave the man an evil grin.

Rindorell keeping up the act "Is it not meant to?"

Kajetan took a couple steps closer. "What good to they do a personality?" He asked his face slowly taking on what almost seemed like a serious note though the grin did not completely leave.

Rindorell as his lips curl up into a smirk, unable to hide his devilish smile as he prepares to give his cheeky answer. “Well, now what good do they do to my body?”

Kaj's eyes sparked as he took a step closer. He did need to raise to the tips of his toes again to whisper in his ear though."All sorts of delightful things."

Rindorell returns to his raised eyebrow expression as he whispers in his ear as the corner of his lip curls in under his teeth once more. His face turning almost as red as his tabard. He leans down to return the whisper. “I...is that so..?”

Kajetan took a step backwards giving a nod. "Oh that is so but you have so much on you it is hard to tell if you are more metal or man." He said doing deadpan pretty well.

. Rindorell places his right hand on his hip as his weight shifts to the right, tilting his head as he instantly gets sassy, but with a playful demeanor. "And how exactly would you prefer to test such a thing?"

Kajetan shook his head just a little gazing at the man. "I would say by offering to meet up for a walk with him as a man rather than a mass of metal waiting to get stabbed." He teased as he raised his hands spinning around as if to show he didn't have a weapon on him to stab the man with.

Rindorell looks him up and down quickly then down to himself. His eyes quickly travel back to meet up with the other sin'dorei. "Well if that is your request then you must pardon me for a moment to go...de-metal myself."

Kajetan let out a warm playful laugh as he rose to his feet to plant a kiss to his cheek. Taking a step backwards he fished out a paper with his information on it that he gently placed into the man's gauntleted fingers. "I have to meet with my magic teacher." He said softly. "Though if you are interested I would love to go on a walk with you later. As for the metal..." He paused his voice loosing the tease. "You are truly lovely. Less really is more for you. I don't see anything about yourself that you would want to use an item to detract attention from."

Rindorell's eyes wide as his face grows even more red than before. He looks down to the paper warped in his hand with a smile. "Well I shall be sure to keep that in mind for the next time we meet." He says before giving a playful little wink then sliding the paper down into the top of his chest armor for safe keeping.

Kajetan was just a bit surprised at how easily the man blushed. With all the bravado he had assumed such a thing would be a lot harder. That was perhaps the first peek under the mask towards the actual man... the one he was interested in meeting. This was fun but what was under was more important. Reaching up once more, he brushed a few pieces of the beautiful hair back away from the man's face. "Tomorrow?"

Rindorell looks down towards the ground as he felt the blush heating up his face. His head slowly rose to meet the Sin'doreis eyes as he feels his hand sliding across his face moving his hair. "Tomorrow."

Kajetan smiled turning on his foot offering the man a smile over his shoulder. It was a warm one without the tease. "Tomorrow. Let me know where." He said gesturing towards where the man had tucked the paper and with that he began to leave.

Rindorell half of his mouth curled into a smile as he nodded towards him, patting his chest armor where he had stuffed the paper. "Yes sir."

Kajetan offers a wave to his company.

“Oh. It's you.” Vynair says seeing a wave from Kaj.

Kajetan offers a chuckle and a small wave with his free hand. "You look better when your not drunk off your ass. “Mm, don't really agree with that.” Pondering that for a moment, Kaj tucks stray bits of hair behind his ear. "And why is that?" Vynair sat up a bit, scratching at his stubble lined chin a moment. "Just think the world looks a lot better when the eyes are blurred." With that he raises and inquisitive brow. “What of your....bear? Or was that a dream. I could have sworn there was a bear at the inn...” Kajetan gave a soft chuckle. "Perhaps you need to find better things to look at in the world if you require them blurred to find them worth looking at." He moved as people passed then decided to move out of the road all together. A warm laugh left his lips and a smile lit up his face at the comment. "There was a bear. He now resides with a noble protecting his estate. I can't afford to keep a bear but you have not lost your mind in that regard yet." Vynair clicked his tongue upon the roof of his mouth, remaining slouched upon his mount. "That is good, then. Though curious the guards would let such a thin pass." Then he turned his head, coughing into the crook of his arm. Once the gunk was cleared from his throat, did he grumble. "What you mean by that prior comment? That I have to look for better things?"

Kajetan twisted the lantern about in his fingers and gave the slightest shrug of his shoulders. "I couldn't tell you. He looked lost and hungry. I fed him and got him out of the city." His eyes locked on the man examining the way he slouched forward before he answered the question. "Well that all depends. Something in the world must make you happy enough without it being so fuzzy you can no longer tell what it is." The elf's left brow arched upwards as the words were said as if to make it a question. Vynair would offer a simple shrug, metal giving a scrape from the subtle movement. "Yeah, maybe." It seemed the elven man wasn't so keen on telling the lantern holder what exactly held his interests. After a moment he took to turning his mount around, hooves sounding against the cobbled floor. "What's that blasted thin for anyways? You scared of the dark or somethin'?"

Kajetan smiled softly at the words and slowly stooped to settle the lantern on the ground without a sound. With both hands free, they moved to the flowers in his hair before he slowly unwove the rose from the mass of starflowers. The stem to the bloom was squiggled like a snake. Taking a step forward he handed it to the man with a chuckle. "Well here is one thing that I find lovely to look. No booze required." He looked around as he picked up the lantern curious about what had made the mount unhappy.

Vynair's Talbuk seemed at ease, if anything it looked a tad bored. The rider however, brought feathery brows up high upon the elf offering him a rose. His lips peeled back, letting out with near bark of a laugh. "Do you make habit of giving drunkards flowers?" The Paladin didn't reach for it, using his hand rather to lift his goggles up.

The full lips twisted upwards into a devious smirk his tone changing, "Ya ain't drunk t'day sir." He scrunched up his face deciding the words just sounded weird coming from his mouth instead of funny. Clearing his throat he spoke again. "Tonight you don't seem to be a drunk mess and you are not threatening my life. Consider it a token of thanks for the later." He then pressed his lips together before adding. "Either that or perhaps I am choosing to take your friend's word on that whole heart of gold under the drunk lunatic.”

Vynair had perhaps only just now caught on to the fact a violin was being played. The look on his face was that of dread. What was going on here? Sweet music? Roses? He might barf. A sober look befell Kajetan, nostrils flaring as he spoke. "He ain't my friend. So don't go on listening to him.” He would however, lean to the side to reach for the rose with plated fingers.

Kajetan raised a brow as his hand reached out to give the man's hand a swat after the rose was taken. It wasn't hard which was probably a good thing because the armor surely would have won out against bare skin. "Now that isn't very nice to say. He at least cares enough for you to keep you from getting into trouble after you get drunk." He replied. Vynair blinked, recoiling his hand as the elf gave it a nice swat. It was a laughable gesture. "You don't know shit. You ever deal with Death Knights before? They only want one thing." A look of distaste soon surfaced, gaze peering across the Exchange. “He only lingers because he likes to make me suffer. It's like a fly to horse shit.:

Kajetan actually let out a very soft chuckle. "I have and they are all different. Most are very...," He tried to think of a nice way of saying morose. Blinking, Kaj turned a bit seeing the bear moving to hold out his hand towards the creature. "What is it with you? Everytime I see you a bear appears."

Vynair turned his attention back to Kajetan, holding the rose somewhat...awkwardly. "What b-" Then his eyes fall to Ammon. There is a long pause....as if he didn't recall the creature. “Oh-- fuck.” Ammun, the bear, continues to stare, tongue lolling out of his mouth. He starts to nose insistently at Vynair's pockets and bags for treats.

Kajetan takes a small step back and grins ear to ear. "I think you attract bears." Vynair's brows shot high as his Talbuk just....keeps on chilling. It was either a really calm mount, or a stupid one. "Shut up. No I don't." His hand with the rose extends towards the bear, pressing it to a grizzly snoot. "I know this bear, however." Then he cranes a look back, dark emeralds on Lerodian. Kaj waves at Lerodian.

Lerodian crosses his arms, just sort of looking on sternly. Who exactly he's mad at is hard to tell. But Ammun is happy, at least, opening his mouth and closing it gently around Vyn's hand.

“I guess the bear likes roses. Ha,” Vynair said as his features drew on a shit eating smirk as he watched Lerodian a while longer, before peering at the bear that now had his plated hand in his mouth. “Ammun, right? Look at you! I don't remember your master's name, though. But it's okay. You're more important than him anyhow. It's 'cuz he's such a smelly, grumpy, crusty, old fart! Yes he iiiis. --”

Kajetan rolled his eyes just a little not bothered at all over the rose. "Mmm... maybe I was right on bears having better tastes." He glanced towards whom he supposed was the bear's master. "Why stand over there?" He inquired beckoning Lerodian over. Lerodian said, “I'm alright, thank you. He's working, he should know better.”

Ammun tries to rise up onto his back legs, massive front paws on the talbuk, to give Vynair a proper slobbery hello. Time to test how chill the animal really is.

23:50:40 Kajetan-WyrmrestAccord glanced from the bear to the man then back to the ranger. "Which one is working?" Vynair was sweet talking the bear, bringing over his other hand to grab at the side of it's maw and give it a good rubbing; squishing plush bear cheeks. The Talkbuk raised his head at the sudden weight applied, eyes widening ever so slightly.

Kaj took a small step back as he folded one arm across his chest trying to hide the ear to ear grin over the whole situation.

Ammun seems to delight in the attention, letting go of Vyn's hand and headbutting him affectionately instead. He makes a low rumbling noise, rubbing his huge skull on the comparatively small elf.

Vynair is just really into this, okay? Fuck everyone else. This bear was wholesome as hell. "See, lantern holder? This brings me joy of which I do not need booze for." He knocks his skull into the bear, having a thick noggin of his own. The Talbuk seems agitated, ears flat and tail swishing. Lerodian at this point just looks like the bored husband waiting for his wife to get out of Sephora. He turns his attention back down the lane while his out of control grizzly tries to marry some elf on a talbuk. For fel's sake.

Kajetan took one more step back simply admiring the picture. "Mmm... and you look much better for it." He said pleased something had caused the man to smile. "Kajetan though I suppose lantern holder works until I put it down."

“Ahhh-- Kajetan. Right.”

"And you might be?" Kajetan replied after giving Vynair a nod.

Vynair's hands gave Ammun a good tug back, attempting to ease the excited creature back. "Now you settle down before Seher starts kickin'." Then he snakes a look back to Kajetan. "Vynair." 

Ammun drops heavily back down to all fours, but he seems a little rowdy now. He crouches low, trying to do a sort of army-crawl under the talbuk, his mouth open and making a sort of debatable play sound.

“Pleasure and congratulations. You officially loose the 'most cranky elf' title to your friend's owner.” Kajetan said as hegestured towards the ranger as he finished the sentence.

“Why do you assume I am friends with all these people?”

Lerodian gives vyn a bit of an exasperated look. “He's talking about Ammun.” Vynair's Talbuk wasn't having it. The battle hardened creature side-steps on his own, causing the Paladin to finally pay attention to Seher's antics. A hand rakes through the Talkbuk's mane, free hand waving off at Lerodian. “Hush, gramps.”

Kajetan gave him a grin his eyes sparkling with a teasing mirth. "I don't know people typically don't get that excited over a bear."

Lerodian rolls his eyes and gives his head a shake. Ammun, meanwhile, nips at the talbuk's legs. He flops onto his back, clearly trying to play; but not everything wants to play with a nine-foot grizzly.

Kajetan chooses to step around the bear moving towards the only person in the conversation that seems to not be happy, Lerodian, “So what makes you smile”

Vynair spoke to Kajetan, or tried to before his Talbuk did a strange prance at being nipped; clearly uninterested as his nostrils flared and head bobbed aggressively. The Paladin soon spoke to his mount in smooth Thalassian, trying to ease him. “Calm, Seher. You're fine.”

“Ammun, that's enough. Come.” Lerodian barked before looking at Kaj. “Being left alone, primarily.” Kajetan let a brow raise not seeming to believe that completely but letting it go.

Lerodian turns to the bear, snapping his fingers. The next command he gives in Amani, and the bear seems to take sharp note of it, rolling quickly to his feet. “You'll have to forgive me, but I'm not interested in making new friends right now.” He replied.

Vynair's hand eased over the tan colored pelt of his mount, gaze falling to Lerodian with a knowing smirk. After a moment he spoke up. "Perhaps it's time I stable my companion and don't talk to him, Kajetan. He's a crusty ol' grouch; far more than myself!”

Lerodian fixes a sort of critical look on Vynair. "I'll walk with you. I need a word."

Kajetan offered a smile and gave a nod. "Of course." He moved back towards his previous company. “Don't have too much fun yourself.”

Ammun is crawling back toward Lero, like if he goes slowly enough he won't get in trouble for not moving at all.

Vynair snorts, nearly eye rolling. "Great. I'm totally thrilled." Then an easy smirk resettled on his face, gaze ticking to Kajetan. “What do you take me for? --Don't answer that.” He turns his Talbuk, giving a glance to the ranger before he eased the mount to walk on. It wasn't like he was going to wait on the redhead.

Kajetan couldn't help but smirk. "Oh but I want to. I was going to say someone far less cranky than him. See you around.... and I am glad to see you do realize something other than booze can make you happy.” He added offering the man a wave.

Lerodian grunts.

Fel. Light there was nothing the boy liked about the color. It was a sickly color that was easily associated with poison and decay... something associated with demons and death and now that horrid color was a part of him forever.

His eyes were not always that hue. A long time ago the hue was an alluring shade that looked like an artist had mixed the perfect proportions of blue and green to look like the color of the sea where a coral reef met the free water and from the time he was born they sparkled with curiosity and joy. At least that is what his parents said. Parents, he did have those once. Of course he did everyone did. Though it had been so long that their faces had faded into a distant memory and their voices were all but forgotten with their names. Would he recognize their voices if he heard them again? Speculation like that really did no good. They were gone and there was not a good way to bring back the dead and after encountering people that had come back he prayed he never did meet them again. Beautiful faded memories were better than seeing them again as twisted shells of life like the Forsaken and those that belonged to the ruler of the frozen throne.

Oh well, fel green it was. At least it was better than dealing with humans. Everyone had their own reasons for leaving and becoming something new. Kaj had his own reason: humans were disgusting. Every day spent in a big city he would hear about skirmishes with the scum of the world, the Horde. If he had been a noble with parents living a sheltered life perhaps he would have agreed. It was hard to agree with that sentiment with a human prick up your torn ass. Literally. Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad if he had been born a human because at twenty-two he would have still looked like the child he was. Maybe then the humans would have made an attempt to be more gentle. No such luck. He was born an elf and to an uneducated mercenary, which most of the ruffians were, he looked like an adult. Hunger was a powerful motivation to put up with abuse. Back then he wished he could have forgotten his parents. The lessons and values they had instilled into him from birth. If he could have, stealing would have been an option. The irony of it all was humans were the reason he was alone in the world to begin with. Humans. No, he wouldn't miss them.

Light, were elves any better!? They where suppose to be that is why his kin left wasn't it? His eyes would forever bare the coloration of his choice when he followed the Prince to the Outlands like so many others. It had been offer of protection combined with a place to belong. Half a century of humans and the alliance... Kaj couldn't have been more thrilled. The icing was he would be able to explore a new place and find new plants. Learning about plants had started as nothing more than a means to eat to fill his belly without having to sell himself. That was reason enough to make the endeavor worthwhile. Stumbling on the plethora of other uses for said plants started a new journey all together. How many ways could they be mixed, mashed, dried, brewed, and altered to make useful things? Who knew? He had never run out of things to try and doubted he ever would.  The story of his delving into the world of herbal and alchemical creations could fill books though and as stated it was only an added perk for going to Outlands with Prince Kael'thas.

Does power corrupt everyone? That was something Kaj began to wonder when the once beloved Kael'thas turned into little more than a raving mad man. By this point though he had realized that those with power had money and wouldn't it be nice to be on the side that had it for a change? Learning how to integrate yourself into that world when you are an outsider and your best marketable skill 'piece of meat'. Being the bed mate to a rich elf isn't bad. Sell company instead of sex  is better though. Being an escort was something he was proud just as he was his alchemical endeavors.

Why don't the two mix? Selling company and special brews that is. When you are gifted at both that should mean reaping in the monetary profits from both after all. Wrong. Being a gifted alchemist means nothing if no man will purchase from you. Turns out that is what happens when you stand up for yourself. Crazy? Yes it was but turns out if you tell a well of lord where he can't put his dick you risk his wrath and this is what happened. No one wants to buy an elixir from 'an uneducated slut who is likely to kill you'. Ridiculous? Why yes it was but no is going to believe a 'whore' over nobility. Rumors. Those nasty things led him to keeping his hobby to himself.

Kajetan cants his head to the side a soft smile touching his lips as he looks down at a huge troll, which was just weird. As such he crouched won just a little giving a smile to the scowling man. "Why hello?" He said raising a brow miffed as to why he was crouched there near the entrance. "Are you waiting for someone?" Riktavi shook his head, deep brown eyes locked on the comparatively petite elf. "Jus' sittin'," he said, turning his head to the right and gesturing a hand over towards the draped entrance before turning back to Kajetan. "Go 'head, Ah ain' 'ere ta block da way," he said, crossing his arms as he leaned back against the wall.

Kajetan rose back to his feet his eyes moving over the troll a note of curiosity still in his gaze. "You are not blocking the way though why are you sitting here instead of in there?"

Riktavi tilted his head, considering the question for a moment. "Ah like ta watch da people comin' in 'n' out, Ah guess." His answer seemed genuine enough, expression not hostile but mostly unchanging as he spoke-- though, perhaps his eyebrow tweaked more often than not. "Even dis late, people be passin' t'rough."

Kajetan gave a small nod as he considered what the troll said. He didn't seem bothered by the man wanting to 'people watch' though it did confuse him a bit. "You just like watching elves?" He said with just a hint of a tease. "You could watch us with a drink inside. Well I suppose that is only good if you enjoy a drink."

Riktavi shrugged lightly, reaching a large three-fingered hand up to idly pick at his left tusk. "Ah've 'ad some uh ya wine," he said, his hand falling back over his chest, "it ain' dat good," he told the elf, a small grin forming at his lips as he took a jab at their taste in alcoholic beverages.

Kajetan gave the troll a huge impish grin as one brow quirked upwards. Fingers moved to fish a small flask from the satchel at his should that he held out towards the man. "Wine is for parties where you are not suppose to get drunk."

Riktavi took the flask as it was offered to him, popping it open and squeezing a mouthful of the bourbon between his lips. He made a face at the taste, though ultimately decided it wasn't bad with a nod of his head. "Ah've 'ad some wine that gets ya fucked up," he said, passing the flask back to the elf. "Not'in' like it 'ere."

Kajetan gave a nod. "Most people here are not looking to drink themselves to sleep. A few but not nearly as many as choose to do it for social reasons. Might I ask what brings you here for I take it... that it isn't our alcoholic beverages."

Riktavi tilted his head once more, arms crossed over his chest. "It be coldah in 'ere dan out dere-- always warm ou'side." He nodded his chin upward, gesturing towards the elf as if redirecting the attention back to him. "What'chu 'ere fah?"

Kajetan tilted his head the opposite direction of the troll's realizing that he hadn't really answered the question. "Well to pester random trolls of course." he said with a warm chuckle as he held out a hand. "Kajetan. And who might you be?"

Riktavi narrowed his eyes at the elf as he responded, examining the elf's tiny hand for a short moment before reaching his large hand out to embrace it. "Chu find a lotta trolls ta pestah 'round here, eh?"

Kajetan couldn't quite make up his mind what to think about the troll who seemed to remain fairly expressionless. "Nope. Which is why this seems to be my lucky day." He gave the huge hand a small shake.

Riktavi's eyes stayed narrowed, his expression truly hard to read. "An' 'ow exactleh chu gon' be a pest, eh?" He asked, pulling his hand away after a few seconds of contact with the comparatively tiny hand.

Kajetan tapped a few fingers on his bottom lip thinking that question over. "Well I thought I was on the right track but you are doing pretty good leaving me in the dark. I could forgo all proper social conduct and act like a child and climb all over you till you either want to run me though or give in and smile?" He was clearly guessing unable to read much off the man.

Riktavi laughed at that, a small puff of air escaping his nose. "Chu wanna climb all ovah meh? Good luck tryin'-- chu gon' hit da wall behind meh 'foah chu can getcha 'ands on meh-- handshakes ain' coun'," he said, eyebrow perked at the peculiar elf.

Kajetan shook his head and let out a laugh. "Want... not particularly." He said giving the troll a wink. "I got a laugh." He held his arm out miming a clipboard and quill. "Appears to have emotions." He made a swiping check mark over part of the clipboard. "Still unsure if subject has a name."

Riktavi narrowed his eyes once more at the elf's actions, nodding as the other made his little joke. "Oh, chu a funneh elf, s'dat right?" He said, a small grin forming on his lips. "'Tavi," he simply spoke, shooting a look up at the elf. "Chu got some mess in ya 'air, pinkeh," he told Kajetan, referring to the flowers adorning the elf's golden hair.

Kajetan winked as his fingers smoothed out his own robe. "Not always. The stubborn elf willing to implore many tactics to acheive his goals." He added with a warm laugh. "Pleasure to meet you Tavi." His fingers moved slowly up to the flowers in his hair. Digits brushed lightly over the petals of the orchids. "My very own special mess." He said rather happy with it. Clearly, he hadn't done it for anyone else approval and was just fine with the other referring to it as a mess. "You have quit an interesting 'mess' yourself."

Riktavi stood himself up, the imposing figure now staring down at the tiny elf. The other's eye level was somewhere near Rik'tavi's midriff, most of his taut flesh and fur exposed by his minimal leather straps. In a quick motion, he reached his three-fingered hand out over the other's head, easily able to grab hold of it due to their difference in size. He did not grab his head though, instead merely opting to tousle his hair and the flowers into an actual mess, doing so moderately roughly for a few seconds. In a matter of seconds, the large troll had leapt forward, past the elf and towards the exit, pestering the elf as the elf had chosen to do to him. Once at the end of the hall, he stopped, turning around and facing the other, grin mad on his face as he was ready for the elf's next move-- was the troll going to run,  fight back, or stay and continue to engage the elf? One could not say.

Kajetan blinked as the fingers moved up proceeding to leave his hair looking like a bird's nest. Kaj didn't stop him only laughed and rolled his eyes. A pink tongue poked it's way out of those lips as a hand went to smooth the worst of the mess before he put d hand on his hip giving the man across the way a huge impish grin. With that his form faded in a shimmering of magic before he appeared in front of the troll. He would have grabbed the man's tusk but the height difference would have made that rather difficult. Instead he reached out an index finger poking the man's bellybutton.

Riktavi tilted his head, looking down at the elf as he suddenly appeared directly in front of him. "Not bad," he merely spoke, standing there for a few more moments while looking down at the elf. With no prior warning, the troll turned to his right and leapt forward once more. When he was beyond the drapes and outside, he would immediately turn to his left. Potentially to Kajetan's surprise, the troll appeared to have simply vanished, not a trace of him near the entrance of the inn, nor even the sound of a hulking ice troll lumbering away.

Kajetan blinked as the man took off yet again. He took a few steps forward out of the inn his eyes looking around. Light, for a giant of a man he was sure good at disappearing... or had he just run that fast? Kaj thought it over for a moment. He glanced around a little and when he saw no sign of Tavi, he stopped. Settling himself down on the stoop he pulled a small case free of his satchel. Inside there was a quill small pieces of parchment and a tiny well of ink capped with cork. Fingers pried the cork out and he dipped the feathered quill into the black ink before writing something on the paper. Whatever he wrote took three times of dipping the quill to finish. When he was done he put the rest away except the parchment. Setting it aside, fingers moved to slowly work one of the orchids free of his hair. The stem twisted about in a wavy pattern. He punctured the parchment with the stem as to attach it to the flower. With that he left it on the stoop unsure if the person it was for would find it or if it would end up in the hands of another.

On the parchment in ornate scrolling handwriting was written: Tavi,

Keep smiling, it suits you well and welcome to Silvermoon.

Sitting outside the inn curled up with his books, Kajetan spots a lost bear, Makumu, and offers the hungry creature an apple.

Makumu would utter a gentle growl, his wide eyes moved from apple to the man and back again. He would lick his lips clean of drool if only for a moment.

A soft chuckle left the man's lips as he looked over the bear. "Go on take it silly." Kajetan said not honestly sure if the animal understood a single word."

Makuma would happily, but gently lick the apple from the elven man's hand quick to munch it down. The beast would look up with wide thankful eyes and he would sniff at the man licking his hand if still stretched out towards the beast. The bear was massive in size and easily stood close to if not taller then the man on all fours. His nose had only one scar from cheek to cheek and from what the elven man could tell the beast was battle ready, very muscular.

Another chuckle left Kaj's lips as the warm air from the beast came in contact with his hand. "Sorry I don't have more fella." He said as if he were talking to a stray dog instead of a huge bear.

Makumu would whined but understood and would settle for a lick a the mans knee as he sat. His eyes would wonder over the elven mans form, ears curiously listening and his tail wiggling happily.

Hearing the whine he couldn't help but smile. "Okay... I think I have a few coins left." He said as he dug though his satchel to remove a small pouch of coins. It looked pretty light but he pulled out a silver piece and headed into the inn. "Now you wait here and don't let anyone take my stuff," he teased.

Makumu would follow curiously, ears twitching at the sound of the coin. The beast seemed concerned perhaps the beast didn’t feel it necessary.

Kaj stopped and folded his arms pointing back to where the bear had been sitting. "Now stay. You are suppose to be guarding my books." He said with a warm tease before he disappeared into the inn.

Makumu grumbled but obeyed wandering close to the area he had been before and looked at the beautiful lantern and the elven mans goods making sure no one would take any. His gaze shifted back and forth from the doorway the man left through to the stuff he left behind.

-Inside the inn Kajetan purchased some fish. In the process an deathknight (Anathemas) was having a disagreement with another elf (Vynair). The deathknight attempted to pull Kaj into the situation calling him eye candy.  Kaj walked out with his fish instead to feed his new friend informing them that their eye candy was busy.-

Returning, Kaj held two fish in each hand or rather fingers and he placed all four of them down in front of the bear.

Makumu's eyes would light up and he would growl happily his tail wiggling. The beast was happy to see the small elf return and sniffed at lantern and goods left behind as if to say 'Look, look, its all here.' The beasts eyes were quick to find the tasty offerings the man had returned with, quicklysnapping them up off the ground and even sniffing towards him offering to clean his fingers too if he would have it.

"So where is your home big guy?" Kaj inquired raising a brow having noticed the tooth. "You get separated from your master?" He smiled noticing his belonging still there. "Thank you for watching them." Makumu's features melted into ones of sorrow, seemed the beast was at loss without his master. The bear seemed a bit older and the elf would know dire beast may have actually outlived his master given dire beats can live much longer then some races.

Kajetan looked over the beast and pondered. "Well I would take you home but I am not sure if I can afford to keep someone like you." He thought about it for a few minutes. "I do know a hunter though. Ravens and wolves are usually his thing." Tapping his fingers over his lips he thought about it only to wrinkle his nose at the fishy smell on them.

Makumu tilted his head at the words and utters a playful growl. Stepping forward the massive beast would gently lick the elf's hand then poke him with a cold wet nose.

Kajetan let out a little squeal that was far from masculine before bursting into laughter at the wet nose. "Oh come on. I suppose we can get enough to feed you tonight at least.... so long as you like mudsnappers."

Makumu growls playfully once more, then turns about to lay down and eat the leftover snapper. Shortly after the beast would look up at the elf and let out a roar, the beast tried to bake it sound happy or excited but might have been taken differently. His tail wiggled and he stood up to patter his paws back and forth as if he wanted to prove he could find food too.

-Gathering his things Kaj returns to the inn beckoning the bear to follow hoping not to get in trouble for bringing the beast inside. The two men from before are still inside happily making speculations about Kaj's profession and the bear as Kaj purchases more fish for Makumu. Kaj finally gets tired of the two men talking to his back and turns around engaging them. The normal elf is drunk and nervous about the huge bear.

Makumu-WyrmrestAccord growled playfully and showed his toothy maw off once more, the golden tooth polished and sharp.

Vynair's soured expression slowly faded as he shut his eyes somewhat tightly. Once they opened would lashes bat rapidly. A slight sway of his tall frame occurred before he spoke. “ That is a wild BEAR. That creature probably doesn't understand you. Why it's let into the city is beyond me.”

Anathemas doesn't know what to make of the spectacle.

Kajetan rolled his eyes a little. "Keen eyes there. You do know what a bear is and obviously not wild."

Vynair spoke, “ ....I swear by the sunwell you run your smart-ass mouth at me again and I’ll show ya' what it's good for.”

Anathemas takes notice of his drunk friend, “Sweetie, you're drunk. You need to go home now.” He gently pats Vynair.

Kajetan looked up at his new furry friend before speaking, “They let him into the city because he is more civil than you of course.” With that he gave a wicked grin towards Vynair not seeming at all threatened.

Vynair made an irritated sound, left hand lifting to smack Anathemas. It was a weak gesture....as it was his busted arm he used to whack the Knight with.

Makumu tilted a head in response, his sloppy tongue rolling out of his mouth to lick his fishy lips. His blue hues of eyes looked back to the smaller elf, Kaj, who was closest to him.

“Well you eat fish... and apples..” Kaj spoke talking more to himself than anyone honestly not sure how much the bear understood. “... but where do bears sleep when their owners are in the city?”

Makumu uttered a whine in agreement, licking his lips the beast was always hungry it seemed.

Anathemas takes the smack gracefully, head flopping to the side in a dramatic display and ears pinning back against his head. He's not dissuaded, however. Ana recovers and sneaks up behind Vyn, pushing him from behind towards the exit. "Come on, now. I know where you can find a more worthy opponent.” There's a target dummy with your name on it.”

Anathemas answered Kaj's speculations, “Perhaps he can fit in bed with you. The.. bear. With the.. Nevermind.”

Kajetan wrinkled his nose. "And here I was starting to like you." He said offering a chuckle.

Vynair snarled, drink splashing over the edge of the cup as he stumbled forward with the nudging of Anathemas. This was for the best. "What are you even saying? I don't want to smack no dummy you miserable snipe."

Anathemas spoke,  “You can smack me around, then.”

Vynair replied, “Keep pushing me and I will.”

Anathemas looked at Kajetan, “Well he -is- single.”

Vynair added, “Starting to like who? WHO?”

With that Kajetan clarified, “You not him.” The words were spoken as he pointed to the far less drunk of the two men.

Vynair spat, “You're a damn liar. He's an abomination.”

Anathemas added smiling at Vynair,  “He's.. not so bad, when you get to know him.”

Vynair bares his teeth and snarls at Anathemas.

“Cute witty... and far less drunk. Being dead... isn't my first choice but it is easier to work than your problems.” Kaj informed Vynair with a wicked grin before turning back to the bear. Where can we find you somewhere to sleep?

Vynair's brows shot high at that. “Oh really?”

“Yes really.” Kaj spoke drawing the word really out with a laugh.

Anathemas cut in, “He's just a big old sweetie under all the teeth and booze. Just wait.”

Makumu's ears flick as he listens to the bickering of the elves, a grin wrinkling his face he must find this interesting.

Anathemas blinks. "Well.. I suppose. I ah.. I'll see you around.” He says before giving Kajetan a nod turning towards Vynair and speaking, “Come on, you.”

Vynair whined, “Maybe a rogue will show mercy on me and give me a good stab to the throat. Be a good way to go, really.”

Anathemas keeps pushing. He's stronger than he looks.

“Don't touch me.” Vynair snaps.

Kaj watches them go as he beckons the bear over. “Do you fish?” He inquires feeling a little silly asking the bear.

Makumu would utter a happy whine and his head would even nod.

Kajetan smiled speaking, “Well lets go take a walk outside.” Outside he drummed his fingers along his bottom lip as they walked towards the city gates. “I should have brought a cloak. Maybe you like eating cranky drunk elves instead?” The words were spoken with a chipper tease. “I can't imagine dead ones would taste good after all.”

Makumu growled as if he understood, and actually remembered earlier when the small elven man said he didn’t go out much. He would nose the small elf's shoulder placing a warm chin on the shoulder for a moment before the stepping of the two made him walk a bit further behind him. A growl at the dead ones comment would signal agreement.

Kajetan reached back to pat the large head. “Cranky drunk ones are only good if they give you their money and forget they did.”  He smiled his mind wandering as he walked. He moved in a slow methodical way as if not to get himself dirty.

Makumu huffed, his hot breath washing over his neck and back.

-A splendidly dressed man (Lluathön) and woman ( Jurazel) appear on the road ahead.-

Lluathön bows before Kajetan.

Makumu watched as the elf led them through the forest, and the beast seemed a bit more a home as well as relaxed.

Jurazel smiles at Kajetan.

Kajetan blinks seeing two other elves on the road, one dressed far nicer than himself before giving a half bow and greeting them. “Good evening.”

Lluathön smiled warmly, "Bal'adash, friend."

Jurazel-WyrmrestAccord bows her head.

Makumu's ears flickered and his tail wiggled happily, the beast seemed tame even sat patently listening.

Lluathön spoke, "Where are you and your magnificent beast heading?"

Kajetan gestured up the path. "To find somewhere he can fish for something to eat. I am not exactly sure how much bears eat but it is a lot.” He smiled looking back towards the large bear. Feeding him at the inn would eat him out of all his coin. “What brings you out here?" He didn't expect to see two nobles wandering the road by foot at night. As a few guards patrolled by Kaj gave them a friendly wave.

Jurazel glances at the bear and smiles wide. She always loved animals.

"Ah, I was on a walk with my wife. There is a River just past the mountain range." Lluathön pointed over yonder behind him.

Makumu was a massive beast and no doubt would take quite a lot to fill the ursine. Dispite this the beast seemed happy to have company none the less.

Kajetan moved to the side offering a deep bow towards the woman as held out his hand towards the woman.

Makumu sniffs the air around him.

Jurazel takes his hand in her own.

Kajetan takes her fingers gently in his hand bringing the hand upwards planting a soft kiss to the back of the digits before letting her hand go. "A beautiful lady for a handsome man. I am Kajetan and who might I have the honor of addressing?" He inquired.

"Lord Lluathon of House Dawnbreaker and my wife, Lady Jurazel."

Kajetan took a small step back after letting the hand go and patted the snout of the big bear following him as if thanking him for being patient but he had no idea if that was communicated though the gesture.

Jurazel blushed softly Kajetan.

Kajetan gave a nod as he brushed strands of golden hair back behind his ear trying not to disturb the flowers. "Charmed and honored." He said using the first word to look at Jurazel and the second while gazing at Lluathon. "Did you happen to notice fish in the river?" His question was hopeful.

Lluathön answered, "That I am uncertain of... You would have to check yourself."

Kajetan nodded giving another inquiry, “How about a ranger running around frantically looking for his companion?” While he knew that this question was far less likely to get an helpful answer but he asked it anyway.

Jurazel speaks up softly. "I frequent quite often. There are lots of fish.."

Makumu returns with a rather satisfied look on his face, feeling as if any would be monsters were now taken care of.

Kajetan turned to look at the bear and to the area he had chased something. “Did you kill a rabbit?” The question was asked as he eyed the bear up and down. “I do hope you ate it if you did.”

Lluathön steps forward as the bear returns and pets Makumu ruffling his hair.

Makumu happily nods and blinks his eyes. A pleased sound comes from the massive beast and he offers a gold toothed smile liking the attention.

"Love? You can't just go around petting creatures without asking first..," Jurazel said.

Lluathön smiled, "Sweetheart, one thing you learn when you are as attuned to the light, is to feel for life...This is a gentle beast, Aren't you?" With that he smiled at the bear.

Jurazel replied, "One of the many things i must learn from you.."

Kajetan spoke up at those word, “He is more than welcome. I just found him. He obviously isn't wild but I can't seem to find his owner anywhere and he was starving when I found him.” With that he took a couple of steps backwards so he was standing next to the woman as he shrugged his shoulders whispering softly to her. “I think he just likes him.”

Makumu playfully licks the air as if to agree to the gentle comment. He stands to all fours and his tail wiggles happily.

Lluathön smiles at Jurazel.

Lluathön opened his satchel. "I think I have something for the ursine. This will tied you over until you get to the river."

Kajetan laughed shaking his head with a little sigh as he spoke under his breath to Jurazel, “Till we get to the river. I think he will make it a hundred paces without dieing from starvation.” The creature had already eaten a dozen cooked fish, an apple and now a rabbit not two minutes ago.

Jurazel chuckles softly and whispers back. "You might be right"

Makumu 's eyes would widen and gently would take the offering, licking his lips and any crumbs off the ground happily. A wide-eyed look and a almost overly happy roar would surly let anyone around know the beast was thankful.

Jurazel covers her mouth to hold in a laugh.

Kajetan shook his head chuckling softly.

Lluathön smiled warmly, turning back to his wife, "My Queen, shall we continue on our journey?"

Jurazel nods smiling wide. "Of course, my love."

Lluathön pets Makumu.

Kajetan smiled as he pulled a paper with his information on it holding it out to Jurazel,  “If you find someone that is missing one very big furry friend pleas tell him to come find me?”

Makumu whines and watches the two depart.

"Will do. If no one claims him, I shall. I could always a friendly beast such as that." Lluathön says smiling at Makumu.

“He would make a very good guard bear.” Kaj stated giving the couple a bow. “Have a safe walk back to the city.”

Jurazel takes it and smiles. She goes to stand next to her husband.

Lluathön smiled, "He would. If hed like to come with me, I would gladly take him as a Guard Bear. He would be most definitely well fed."

Makumu patters his feet happily as if he understood.

Kajetan eyed the bear moving towards him ruffling his hear. "Do you want to go with him friend? Maybe I could come visit you." A relieved look crossed his face. He liked the bear but he didn't have the means or experience to take care of such a creature. “That is if visiting him would be okay with you.”

Makumu's ears flickered, but he turned back to the smaller elf and was satisfied to continue to follow him around.

Lluathön smiles at Kaj, “Seems you've got yourself a bear, good sir."

Jurazel nods. "Lucky one you are."

Kajetan set down the lantern and placed a hand on either side of the bears muzzle. “You know boy I have no idea how to take care of you and you wont fit in my little place.”

Jurazel holds her hand out to the bear. "Hey.."

Makumu turns and sniffs towards the stretched hand, slowly moving closer as to not scare.

Kajetan chuckled softly at the stubborn bear moving towards him patting his head.

Jurazel gently pats the bears muzzle. "I promise if you come with us, we will take you to the lake to get you all the fish you want"

Lluathön smiles at Jurazel.

Makumu's face lights up and he wiggles his entire body happily, but then looks back to the smaller elf he had been following. He beast seemed torn he just didn't know what to do.

Jurazel smiles. "He said he will visit often, right?" She finished the sentence glancing towards Kaj.

"Actually..." Lluathön cut in, “Kajetan, you said you did not have a big enough house, right?"

Makumu thought on it for a bit, then took a step towards Kaj. The beast lets out a huff and growled protectively deciding the keep the small elf company in the forest at night. His eyes shifted between the married couple and reassured himself the two could keep each other safe.

Kajetan took a moment to decide how much he wanted to say.  “I usually end up staying in an inn. I have a small place outside the city. My work usually takes care of where I spend my nights.”

Lluathön thought for a long moment. "Why don't you come live with my wife and I at my estate? As we said...we are a Lord and Lady of a very notable house. You would be fed, and have a much better living situation than simply a room at a inn..."

Jurazel smiles and nods. "I assure you that you and your bear friend would love it."

Kajetan let a brow raise. "Only if I have something to offer in return." He might have seemed embarrassed about his living situation but he clearly was not willing to be a charity case.

"Well, what skills do you hold?" Lluathön asked.

Makumu sat and looked about the forest ears flickering as he listened to the sounds. His nose would wiggle at the smells, the beast was more at home in the wilds than anywhere else and would no doubt wonder or run off months maybe years at a time.

Kajetan nodded and spoke, " I have been a companion after my parents passed." There was not a hint of shame or embarrassment in those words. He was good at his and did it honestly. "I am a self taught herbalist and am fairly skilled and mixing both herbal and alchemical elixirs, salves, and the like." The pride in his gaze seemed to increase with that. "Also, I have procured someone to teach me the arcane arts that I have been learning on my own. Though it will probably be some time before I am any good in that field."

Lluathön thought for a moment, "It sounds like you would be a fantastic Maester within our house. There is never a shortage of those, besides - we can definitely see that your arcane talents are grown."

Kajetan shifted and pulled out a small pouch from the satchel. The pouch was soft blue suede with a silk draw string. Opening it he removed a small bottle with a cloudy purple liquid. "This is one of my own concoctions." He held it out towards the man.

Lluathön took the concoction from the man and smiled. "Tell me about it."

Jurazel tilted her head to get a better look at the swirling liquid in her husbands hands.

Kajetan smiled giving a nod. "I crafted it for someone having night terrors preventing them from sleeping after normal means didn't help much. This knocks someone out and puts them into a dreamless sleep."

Lluathön nodded, "That's...that is incredible. We could certainly use someone with that kind of knowledge."

Makumu takes a step back and sits, his large form slowly melting to lay down after a few moments.

Kajetan turned petting the bear's snout giving the creature a grin."I saw a wild cat down there. Does that sound better than fish?" He asked grinning at him.

Makumu would catch himself before he completely melted and sta up his eyes lighting up and tongue rolling out sloppily at the words of fish.

Jurazel raises her brow. "My husband is right." she looks up. "You would be a great fit in our house"

“You can keep that one if you want but you need to take the instructions too.” Kajetan moved to fetch a piece of paper from his bag to write the instructions down for the man.

Lluathön nodded, He would approach extending his hand. "How about instead, I have you nearby to tell me the instructions yourself?"

Jurazel tilts her head slightly.

Kajetan's eyes sparkled at the words. "I would love to learn more about your House." While he was not ready to commit without learning more first but it was clear he was excited at the prospect. Attempts to hide it were not working very well.

"Sure thing! What would you like to know?" Lluathön asked.

"Well I have heard of your House." It was hard not to know of the prominent players and houses with the circle he usually worked in. "Though I don't know much about your goals, businesses, and the general makeup of your household?”

Kajetan looked towards the bear waiting patiently. "Though... perhaps I can take him fishing first." Though before he could do anything the bear had already run up the hill the river. Supposing his furry friend was okay without him for now he turned his attention back to Lluathön and Jurazel.

"Well, right now are major goal is to build our forces...we are prepping for war, so any and all available soldiers will be welcome. Aside from war, we are looking for Scholars, but anyone is welcome with our House." Lluathön began.

“Helping with preparations is no problem and I am a fast learner but I am no a fighter.” Kaj said.

"I wont put you in combat unless you are ready, that I promise." Lluathön replied.

Kajetan paused thinking it over before inquiring about contracts, living arrangements, work, and everything in between. He listened to the answers as they were given and when they had finished he gave a nod. “It sounds like a good arrangement.”

"My wife and I must return to Silvermoon now." Lluathön quipped.

Kajetan gave a bow to the man and smiled as they finished exchanging information. “Have a safe trip my Lord and Lady.”

Kajetan slowed his pace as a familiar face came into view. Moving towards Sari, he gave a small bow. "Manage to sleep better?" He inquired.

Sarimath raised his head towards the familiar voice. "Ah, Kajetan, it's nice to see you again. How are you this fine night?" The mage smiled at the other. Upon looking at him, Kajetan would see the liveliness from him. "The best sleep I had in these pass couple of days. The nightmares didn't subside though, but that's just another step that needs to be worked on."

Humming softly for a moment, Kaj stooped to set the lantern at his feet to free his hand. Fingers worked the clasp to the leather satchel at his side open. Reaching into the confines, he withdrew a small blue pouch. It appeared to be the same he had prior. Tugging at the strings, he fabric spread open and two fingers gingerly plucked the glass container free. The liquid was cloudy instead of clear and it had a purple tint to it. "I didn't figure it would. This will get rid of the bad dreams." Holding it out, it was offered to Sari with a smile. "You will want to drink this one and no more than a teaspoon every 48 hour period. I realize that won't fix your problem all together but more often than that is likely to cause ill effects." His eyes moved looking at the fire flying around the man the serious nature in his eyes fading slightly replaced with a bit of wonder. Sarimath peered at the vial within his hand, curious on what it held inside. Slowly, he took it into his hand only to lift it close to his face to get a better view. "Mind if I ask what's inside this one? It looks awfully different, though I suppose it's because I have to drink this one." His gaze turned back towards the other to ask a few more questions but his attention was drawn away. "What's with that look on your face?.... Curious about these?" He hinted towards the orbs that flew around him. Kajetan gave a slow nod. "It lacks the lavender and amber oil that the last one had. Many of the ingredients are the same just brewed differently. This one also contains... manathistle, blindweed and nightmare vine." He paused unsure of how much the man knew of different herbs and plants. "I promise it is safe so long as you only use it properly." Rummaging though the bag, he fished out a little piece of parchment with precise instructions. "And do not take it unless you are somewhere to sleep. It will knock you out within minutes if not sooner." He had managed to pry his gaze away from the orbs while talking. "I am curious but I want to make sure you understand this first." He said putting aside his curiosity unwilling to chance giving Sari bad instructions.

Unfortunately for him, Sari only had some knowledge of it. He knew some of the basic when it comes to some plants and herbs, but it wasn't much. Maybe it's time to fully enhance his knowledge with plants- considering his apprentice is giving him such mixtures. "Don't worry, I am not rash when it comes to abusing this." Sari reached over to take the parchment, his gaze looking over the entire thing.

Kajetan smiled softly. "I am not assuming you would be. I just want to stress the importance. It takes about two days for it to dissipate from the system. For some people that might be shorter but I would rather error on the side of caution. Overlapping a usually only causes ill effects temporarily but for instance if you downed that whole bottle at once the best case is you are going to be really sick for a few days and hallucinations of your dreams in the waking hours. Believe it or not I am not interested in turning you into a basket case needing mental care right after finding you." He grinned ear to ear as he tried to lighten the mood. "I mean finding another mentor will be even harder with a reputation for driving people insane." The words were finished with a wink. Sarimath just laughed at his words. "It will be hard, but I'm sure a Forsaken mage or warlock would take high interest in teaching you," He teased. "Though I have a feeling you will be living in the Undercity for those teachings." His gaze left the parchment to stare back down at the man. "I really appreciate you helping me in these times. You basically saved me. If it weren't for you, I would probably be dead with exhaustion. If that happened, who would be your teacher?" Sari grinned playfully at him before looking back down at both the vial and the parchment within his hand.

Kajetan  returned the grin and actually stuck the tip of his tongue out at the man before offering the following words. "Well you are much easier on the eyes than a Forsaken so I think I will keep you instead." He gave the man a wink then instantly pointed to the fire orbs. "Okay now tell me about them!" He was clearly excited to talk about them now.

Sarimath couldn't help but smirk at the other's excitement. "These pesky little things is just something that I learned along the way; nothing extraordinary. They were mainly for show cause I do have a small thing for showing off, but I soon started to use them during combat. Just grab one and throw." As he said those last words, he casually plucked one out of its rotation and held it carefully in both hands.

Kajetan chuckled watching the man talk about the orbs. He had seen a little bit of this side to the man the night before; however, the smirk and bravado was new. "Do you have to focus on it the whole time to make them stay?" He inquired watching as the man grabbed one with ease... and without burning himself.

"At first, I did need to focus to allow these orbs to manifest for a long period of time but as time went on, I managed to conjure them and have them orbit with ease. There are times where I do need to concentrate, though it's only when I'm in a dire situation." The orb continued to burn as Sari started to roll it around in his hands. "Do you wish to hold it? I promise it won't hurt you."

Kajetan's eyes brightened at the offer and he held his hand out towards the man. "Of course!" He was as thrilled as a child during Winter Veil.

Sarimath, with a nod of his head, reached over and gently placed the burning orb into his hand. Though the flames did continue to flicker, the orb upon being touched only gave a warming sensation for Kajetan. "You can do what you want with it; toss it, kick it, catch it, whatever you want. Sometimes children want to play with them whenever I pass through." He smiled at that.

Long lashes fell down over his eyes as he simply chose to feel the warmth of the orb on his fingers. "How do you make it so it doesn't burn the things it touches until you want it to?" He inquired opeing his eyes just a fraction gazing down at the orb as he moved his other hand above it. Concentrating on the orb, he tried to will it to move, though without much apparent luck. Sarimath placed a finger to his lips, thinking for a moment on his question. "Well, think of it as an illusion. Illusions are not meant to fully hurt oneself or another." As he explained this, he was watching Kajetan attempt to levitate the orb in his hand. "In due time, you will be able to raise it up."

Kajetan smiled focusing on it still causing the orb to quiver a little but it hardly flew back to join the others like he had intended. "How long have you been practicing." He inquired as he slowly moved his hand though the flaming orb loving the tingling warmth.

"Practicing the orbs? Hmm, I say about a few months now. It probably shouldn't have taken that long to achieve it, but I was too busy to focus on this alone." Sari grinned. "Who knows, maybe you will learn to conjure some up too in the coming lessons."

Kajetan smiled holding the orb in both hands before tossing it to Sari... with physical means since mentally didn't seem to be working. He grinned stepping around the lantern taking a few steps back obviously wanting to show the man he could do something properly even if he lacked talent and practiced skill with fire. Closing his eyes, the boys frame shimmered and disappeared appearing few feet away from Sari. On the other hand he landed catching a foot on the hem of his robes and took a toppling dive forward towards the ground. Sarimath caught the orb in his hand only to put it back from where it use to be. Almost automatically, the orb started to orbit around Sari. With a brow raised at the other's action, he wondered what he was doing. Though his question would soon be answered when he disappeared momentarily only to reappear right next to him. That made Sari quite proud knowing that Kajetan was able to preform a disappearing skill just like that. He turned his body to look at him, and luckily he did cause he would be seeing the boy falling forward. "Woah, watch out there." The mage remarked as he rushed over to try and catch him before he hit the ground.

Kajetan was too far away from Sari for the man to effectively come to his aid. Stumbling a little, he fell forward his knee hitting the ground as a arm stopped him from completely face planting into the stone walk. Cheeks turning a vibrant shade of red he rose to his feet and pulled up his robe a ways inspecting his knee that now hurt. A few layers of skin were scraped and the skin was red; however, it was not bleeding. "Thank you." He stated looking up at the man while averting his eyes at the same time. "I am not very good at keeping my balance afterward. It is disorienting. I have been practicing forever though and I actually move places." Sarimath just was not fast enough to fully catch him. Still, he managed to prevent the other from hitting his face. His attention was drawn towards the scrap on his knee as he tried to see if there was any blood. Luckily, there wasn't. "Teleporting can have that effect and your body still needs to adjust to the sudden movements, but nevertheless it's fills me with joy knowing you are capable of doing this. Most students take time to learn such things and few are fast learners, but you are self-taught. I am amazed." Sari's eyes were bright as he said this to him. Surely it made himself think that Kajetan was able to achieve many things.

Sitting down on the ground, Kaj fished into his bag again pulling out a little metal tin that he opened. Inside was a green salve. He was about to dip his finger into it before he stopped. "You wouldn't happen to have water on you?" He asked with a smile. "Also, I don't know if it is that impressive I spent several months trying to do it and now I usually try to practice in wide open areas. I have crashed into more things that I care to admit." He said with a soft laugh. Not getting chastised seemed to go a long way towards keeping Kaj engaged.

"Still, I'm amazed." He smirked. And to be honest, he was. When he was asked if he had water, Sari just nodded. Sure, he didn't have water on him this very moment but that didn't mean he couldn't conjure up a bottle of it. With a few small quiet words that he said underneath his breath, a clear glass bottle of water soon appeared in his hand. "This should help you." Sari responded as he leaned down to hand it over.

Kajetan watched the man conjure water and his eyes widened. "I want to learn that." He said hopefully as he thanked Sari for the water and he set about trying to wash his knee off. Droplets splashed getting his robe damp; however, his focus was on getting the skin cleaned completely. Robes washed easily. Scars... well he didn't want any of them. All things considered, when he was done there wasn't a very bit water mess. Though it looked like the bottom half of his robe had been acquainted with a watering can. The salve was applied and rubbed into his skin causing a hiss to escape his full lips.

"You want to learn that? Alright then. I'll teach you how to conjure up food and drinks next time. If I happen to forget during our lesson, remind me." Sarimath gave a nod as he said this. Creating food and drinks wasn't that bad of a skill. In fact, it's quite useful and it does have its perks. His ears perked at the sudden hiss leaving the other, however he knew that the hiss came from him rubbing the wound. Kajetan removed a strip of cloth from the bag and slowly wrapped it around his knee tying it in a bow before he began to clean up. "I would love to though I think I would like tips on overcoming the disorientation first. Not falling is a little higher on my list." He said with a laugh as he worked on rising to his feet.

"We'll work on the disorientation first and then we'll learn how to manifest food. Does that sound good? Of course, we will learn other things but we'll work on that as time goes on." Course, both of these lesson will take some takes to accomplish, despite of that they would be going from easy to hard- which it should be.

Kajetan gave a grin to the man. "Thank you." His voice was still happy but no longer like a giddy child. "I have a client soon but maybe you could give me some pointer now that I can practice?"

Sarimath crossed his arms over his chest. "What type of pointers? To deal with the disorientation or for the food?"

Kajetan let out a warm laugh to that. "Well for disorientation on the grounds I have never tried to conjure food and I don't have a book, scroll, or other written object to study from."

Sarimath chuckled. Of course. "Conjuring food usually isn't that important to be written down in books or scrolls. When it comes down to conjuring, you are creating something that is beneficial for both you and others. Just like the orbs here," He hinted at them. "And just like how you attempted to produce fire yesterday night. It's the same concept, though this time around you are attempting to make food. How I was taught, think of one of your favorite foods. Usually something you really enjoy works, gets you motivated."

Kajetan tried to sniffle the giggle as he took a step forward rising to his tippy toes to kiss the man's cheek before whispering in his ear, "Other way around. I have to go soon so I wanted pointers on how to do what I already know so I can practice." Sarimath just shrugged his shoulders. "Oh well-. That's your first task then. Learn how to do something new and show me the progress when we meet up again." Was explaining something entirely different a part of Sari's plan? No cause he completely messed up but like fel would he admit to that.

Kajetan folded his arms in front of him and gave the man a half scowl with absolutely no heart behind it. "You are a brat." He informed the older man as though Sari were a child before sticking his tongue out at him. Okay, perhaps that made Kaj childish too. "Should learn now to freeze your friends." He said with a grin as he waved to the orbs of fire he had been so fond of before.

Sarimath simply smirked at the other's actions. He wasn't fazed by anything of this. "Freeze? Oh no, frost isn't really my specialty. I prefer fire, my *apprentice*." As he emphazied the word apprentice, he stuck his tongue out too in a playful manner.

Stepping close to the man, Kaj rolled himself up onto the tips of his toes once more so he could flick the man's nose. "Oh I know. That is why I am going to freeze them. It is called rebellion." He was trying so hard to keep a straight face and it wasn't working very well. Sarimath winkled his nose at the sudden flick. "Can't freeze them if I don't teach you frost magic." Course he was simply fooling around. He lifted his hand up to gently pinch Kajetan's cheek. "Now, don't you have a client to see soon?"

Kajetan stifled a yawn his free hand moving up to softly brush as his eye before adjusting the satchel on his shoulder. The lantern cast shadows along the ground illuminating the road as it swung from the small fingers that curled around the handle. He noticed someone from the corner of his eye. It was a face he thought he had seen before. His feet moved methodically towards the man. his boots making little sound as the soft leather touched the stone below. When he stood a few feet away he offered a soft smile. "I... have seen you before. You are a mage aren't you?" He said softly.

Sarimath's eyes were closed when the stranger walked up to him. He wasn't asleep, oh no, but he sure did wish he was. With a small 'hmm', Sari's eyes slowly opened to peer at the other. Bags can clearly be seen from underneath his eyelids. With a deep breath, the mage answered, "I am a mage. What gave it away?" Sari teased. Though he was tired, he still did his best to socialize.

Kajetan offered a very gentle smile to the words spoken. "I just... thought I remembered seeing you somewhere or hearing about you. I don't know your name though." He twinge of guilt hitting him not knowing a name even though he knew he shouldn't feel bad over not remembering the name to someone he had never met. "I am Kajetan." He said offering another smile as he held his hand out palm up concentrating on it. It took a few moments before it was clear what he was doing. A small flame formed in his hand for a few moments before it died. A flush touched his cheeks as he bit his lip. It was even less impressive than he had planned and he quickly tucked his hand behind his back. "Sorry...," he said softly under his breath. It looked as though he wanted to say or ask something but he couldn't bring himself to vocalize it. Sarimath waved a hand, dismissing the other's words. "Ah, do not fret, Kajetan! I tend to come and go, so perhaps you have seen me running around during my tasks." He gave a smirk. It was true on what he said. Usually he would be going back and forth, depending on what his job requires to do. When Kajetan held his hand out, Sari watched carefully on his actions. He took a small interest when fire was conjured, and that interest still lingered when the fire quickly disappeared. "Apologize for what? That was good start. Needs more work, but you seem to get the gist of it-..." A brow raised as he carefully watched him. "... Care to say what's on your mind?"

Kajetan relaxed a bit as the man spoke. "Figured it was a rather laughable attempt to a real mage. I am well aware what a trained mage can do." He paused for a moment. "I have been teaching myself from books and scrolls." He added the words after a few moments then fell silent as he took a step closer to the far larger man changing the subject as he looked at the man. "You look so tired." His voice was very soft as his fingers moved out to touch the side of the man's face. "Not able to sleep?" The inquiry was spoken in that same soft concerned voice.

Sarimath opened his mouth to speak as if to tell the younger man about his practices, but no words left him as the subject was changed. Usually, he would pull away from the touch but he was too tired to even do it. "... Not at the moment, no. I try to catch a few hours, but that's not enough for me." He gave a dry chuckle. "But do not worry, I'm sure I will be able to sleep peacefully real soon." That was a lie. Not even he knew when that would be.

Kajetan gave a small nod but didn't seem to be buying it. "Why haven't you slept?" He inquired as he stooped to set his lantern down on the ground so he could fish in the satchel to pull out a book. The book appeared to have been a spell book of sorts though it was hard to tell exactly since the book was 'very well loved' from someone in it's lifespan.

Sarimath was watching Kajetan as he answered. ".. Haven't slept cause of-" He cut himself off to give out a yawn. "... Well, because of 'nightmares', friend." Perhaps saying nightmares was sugar-coating it, but it was better than saying the latter. "They should pass- hopefully. Nightmares tend not to last forever." The mage leaned closer as if he tried to catch a glimpse of the book's title. "What do you have there?"

Kajetan pressed his lips together thinking about what to say for a moment before speaking. "Perhaps I can help you sleep?" One deep breath and he continued holding out the book. "And... perhaps you would be willing to teach me?" His eyes glimmered with bit of hope as he looked up at the man.

Sarimath's eyes widened at both of his question, though maybe he was more surprised at the second one. "Help me sleep? Now how would you be able to do that?" He was generally curious about how Kajetan can help- though back to pressing matters. On a few occasions had Sari ever been asked to help teach those that were interested in the arts of arcane, but he seemed to reject most of them due to his busy schedule. His hand reached around to rub the back of his own neck. Maybe... Just maybe, he should actually give this a shot. He wasn't all that busy anymore. Sure, there's a few things that will pull him away, but now it wouldn't be constantly. "I am generally flattered, but are you sure you want me to teach you? Have you asked any other mages around the city? Surely there are some far more better than I."

Kajetan was quiet and thoughtful listening to everything the man had to say and then mulled it all over for a minute. Finally, he spoke. "I am very good at helping people relax. It.... is what I do for a living." He added picking his words very carefully. "I don't know why you can't sleep but I would like to try helping." Long inhale. Slow exhale. "I have asked one before." His voice trembled just a little as he blinked his eyes twice smiling as he cleared his throat. Clearly there was a story there but he pushed on. "It... didn't happen." He said softly skipping to the end of the tale before it had begun. Sarimath gave a click of his tongue. "At this point, I will do anything to get some help. I even took into consideration on having someone punch my lights out actually sleep." Though it did sound he took the offer, he was question on how the other would do it. Help people relax? Surely there are different methods but how does one 'get rid of nightmares' though relaxation. He noticed the small trembling in the other's voice and the way he skipped over the story, but Sari didn't bother pushing the topic. Whatever happened it wasn't his busy. "Well, do have this in mind; there are times where I am busy. Not as busy as I use to be, but still nevertheless. Will you be fine with that? I don't want to bring your hopes up to teach you one day only to have them be crushed when I don't show. Though I would most likely tell you before hand..." He trailed off to give another yawn.

Kajetan smiled softly as he bent down to pick up the lantern. "I am not asking for someone to hold my hand. I am driven and can practice and read on my own. However, books are not the same as having a teacher." He said offering a wide grin that lit up the delicate features of his face. Well the figurative part was the literal lighting came from the lantern light that caused shadows to dance across his features. Stepping forward, he set the lantern down next to the man before he turned his back to the man placing a hand on either side of the wagon lifting himself up so he was next to the mage. "You never did tell me your name." He added.

Sarimath titled his head a bit. He didn't? Clearly, he thought he did. "Ah, my apologize. I thought I did but it appears I actually didn't. It's Sarimath, but some tend to call me Sari. Whichever one you prefer." He then turned his head back towards the other before giving him a grin. "Now back to that request of yours. I will give you a shot. Don't think I'm gonna give up on you if you screw up once, oh no. I am very practice with students, but sometimes I may go hard on you. Just keep that in mind and you'll be fine." Warm laughter left Kaj's lips as he gazed up at the man. "Thank you Sari." He folded the book he held into his chest looking as though he might just float away for a moment. After a minute he opened his eyes and looked back towards Sari. "Now tell me why you can't sleep?" Sarimath grew quiet for a moment as a frown appeared on his lips. How could one say this to a stranger- no... a newly found apprentice. Would Kajetan think of him crazy? A heavy sigh left him as he prepared to speak. "... As of late, I have been experiencing these night terrors. I have experienced them before, many years back, but I never had them again until now. The nightmares are usually the same... Barely changing, but when they do, they are somewhat worse..." A dry chuckle. "During these episodes, I always wake up with cold sweats, yelling... One time which I do not remember, my manafiend told me that I burned a patch of my wall..." Sari rubbed at his face. "... It sounds embarrassing, but it's very serious..." Kajetan listened to the man as he spoke. There didn't appear to be any judgment only a mix of empathy and sympathy. Reaching up he moved to catch Sari's hand as he rubbed his face. "Is it just bad dreams... or is it something more?" He asked giving the man's hand a squeeze before letting it go. He moved to go digging back into the same bag he had pulled the book from.

Sarimath allowed the man to give his hand a squeeze. After having his hand let go, it fell onto his lap. His eyes peered down to look at his hand. "That's the problem... I am not sure if there's anything else. I don't even know if these episodes mean something bigger or if they're just really bad nightmares." Kajetan paused pressing his lips together before he pulled out a small pouch. The pouch was made from a soft blue suede with a matching drawstring. Fingers fumbled as he pulled it open pulling out a little vial. "This... wouldn't be my first choice but it is all I have on me right now." He opened the bottle and a sweet scent that was reminiscent of a floral bouquet wafted from it. Shifting, he settled down beckoning the man to rest his head in his lap. "This should help you sleep... though I don't know if it will do much for the night terrors. I think I can do something about them but I will need to acquire the right ingredients."

Sarimath winkled his nose at the sudden scent that came from out of the bottle. It smelled pretty good that it left Sari wondering what sort of floral was used for this. "... How does it work? Do I drink it?" Sari asked curiously. When Kajetan repositioned himself to allow Sari to rest his head on his lap, he hesitated at first. One reason was if it was alright to do so. The other was that, if the vial did work, Sari would be out here in the Row fast asleep. With a small shrug of his shoulders, the mage moved his entire body around to allow his head to rest on the other's lap. "We will see how this works first... If it doesn't help me with the nightmares, I'll tell you..."

Kajetan chuckled softly rather proud of himself for being good enough at something to intrigue a man like Sari. He tilted the bottle and upside down the liquid touching his fingers. Returning the bottle to an upright position, he took his damp fingers and very gently massaged the liquid into the man's skin at his temple to start with. He hummed softly as he worked. “It is an herbal and alchemical blend of my own that I made to help a client. It is topical not ingested.”

With his temple being messaged, Sari just laid there as he did his best to relax. It wasn't that he didn't like it, it did feel good- it's just the pent up stressed. It did take a moment for him; his eyes closed and his hands resting on his stomach, he did managed to find some peace. When the other did speak, Sari just listened to his words and didn't speak. Even if this might not work or not, he would definietly send Kajetan a gift for his hardwork.

Kajetan watched the man close his eyes. pouring more of the oil mixture onto his fingers he very lightly ran it over the man's lids as he went back to humming a lullaby soft and sweet. He had his doubts that it would do anything for the nightmares but he was sure it would put him to sleep at least. The mixture relaxed the muscles warming the skin the scent hopefully adding to effect. Dreamfoil was really a wonderful plant but he had met a few that had disliked the scent. Thankfully it was very mild compared to the rest.

Luckily for him, Sari didn't mind the scent one bit. He actually enjoyed it! As the mixture was rubbed onto both his temple and eyelids, he started to feel the warming sensation coming from it. Yep, this would surely help Sari. "... You have to tell me what this mixture is. I would love to have some for myself in times like these..." He said calmly.

Kajetan smiled as the humming stopped for a moment. "It is an alchemical brew. The herbal components that go into it are twilight jasmine, dreamfoil, starmoss, cinderbloom, dreaming glory, and peacebloom." He went back to humming softly as his fingers moved towards the fastening that held the man's hair back. Touching it lightly, with enough pressure that Sari would know what he was talking about without opening his eyes, he asked. "May I?"

"Hmm... Gotta remember that." Sari said softly. He may or may not be dozing off at this moment. With both the sensation and the messaging, who wouldn't be dozing off? He eventually snapped out of it when he felt a light pressure tugging at the hair band. "Huh-?... Oh, of course you can."

Smiling, Kaj unfastened the binding letting the man's hair fall free. Gathering more of the oil onto his fingers, he slowly threaded his fingers though the man's hair massaging the oil into his scalp. "I can make you some. I wouldn't want you to get hurt experimenting." He said softly letting out a tiny yawn of his own offering the man a warm smile.

There would be a few small knots within his hair, but with the fingers running through, Sari didn't seem to be bothered. "Are you sure it wouldn't be that much trouble? I rather not make you waste your time on me." He gave a small chuckle. That was still nice of him, offering to make him more. "Perhaps when you're done, both of us should get some sleep. I can tell a lot of time has passed considering I can already hear some birds chirping..."

Gazing down at the man, Kaj nodded. "You agreed to teach me and I told you I would help you sleep." He pressed a finger to his own lips kissing it before touching it to Sari's nose with a very soft short giggle. "Though unless you want to fall asleep here. Perhaps I shouldn't finish." He said thoughtfully as his hand returned to the man's hair.

Sarimath winkled his nose once more at the sudden touch. "If I want to try and get a good nights rest, maybe it's best to sleep in the comfort of my own bed. It's only fair." A grin appeared on his lips. "Besides, even if I do sleep here, I'll probably sleep the entire day... which means that you can never leave since you gave your lap for me to lay on."

Kajetan chuckled softly one hand leaving the man's hair to lightly caress the man's cheek. "I don't mind." He said softly as he pulled his hand back adding a little more of to his fingers from the vial as he continued to gently smooth it over the man's skin in key areas. "I wouldn't have said anything if I wasn't sleepy myself. The row is not somewhere I want to accidentally fall asleep while watching over you." He said softly. He had done far more for customers in the past and what the man had offered him was worth far more to him than a few coins.

Sarimath gave a small nod. "The row is a very dangerous place. Even I am weary of this place when I walk through, and that says a lot." Though all of this was relaxing and it made him not want to move, Sari knew best that he had to. Sooner or later, the two would have to leave the row becomes occupied. His eyes slowly opened and for a moment, he watched the other continuing to messaged before he glimpsed up at the sky.

Kajetan used one hand to remove tangles from the tresses as the other continued the massage. "Let me help you into the inn and get you into bed where I can help you fall asleep before finding somewhere to sleep myself." He said with a contented sigh, obviously very happy.

Sarimath shook his head. "An inn is not necessary, Kajetan. I live inside the city and it isn't really that far from the row." He blinked a few times before letting out a yawn. "You don't have a place to stay for tonight? Not even an inn?" He was concern about his well-being. Of course he didn't want the other to be sleeping on the streets or in the park. That is rather dangerous.

Kajetan shifted just a fraction as to not to disturb the man. "Then let me help you home." He said softly as he worked his fingers though the red hair like a comb, tenderly untangling the locks as he began to work them back together. "I have somewhere I can go... it is just too far away for tonight." He said offering a smile. "I have enough coin to get a bed in the inn though. I was simply going to offer it to you." He said with a little yawn flashing him another little smile.

Sarimath couldn't help but chuckle. "Once again, I'm flattered. I appreciate the thought about you renting a room for me." He should have gotten up by now, should have allowed the other to walk him home, but here he was still laying down. Honestly though, he was just waiting for him. Clearly, the other was having fun combing his hair and Sari didn't mind.

Kajetan gazed down at the man. "You are really handsome when you relax." He commented as he finally worked all the tangles out of the man's tresses. "You still look tired but not haunted." He said with a bit of a yawn as he shifted so his back was resting against the wagon. The scent and the fact the mixture had seeped into his own fingers wasn't doing him any favors to helping him stay awake. More of the amber colored liquid was added to his digits as they continued to work over the man's face. He went back to humming, closing his own eyes as he worked.

Sarimath kept on telling himself 'alright, we're gonna leave' but that still didn't seem to happen. In order to move, he would have to use all his strength. "I think it's best to start leaving. I'm getting too relaxed that I'm afraid I will fall asleep here. And you sound like you'll be too. Can't have us both falling asleep here." Gently, he reached over to take the man's wrist away from his face. Then he would slowly sit up only to regret it. Oh, how he wanted to lay down more.

Kajetan opened his eyes gazing down at the man his lips curving upwards into a beautiful grin. "Mmm... how far?" He said with a little yawn as one hand raised and he rubbed his left

eye with the back of his wrist. "Mmm.. I am going to learn magic." He said more to himself lost in his happy daydream for a moment.

Sarimath slowly got off the cart and dusted himself off. "Maybe it's best to put you in bed first, and then I will go back home. Sounds like you're going to fall asleep any second now." He turned around to give him a smirk. Sari was one to talk; he was about to fall asleep too but he was forcing himself to stay up until he got home. "Come on, I'll take you to bed and then later I will teach you some magic." The mage offered his help to get the other down, if needed- though he's pretty sure the other would want it.

Kajetan blinked his eyes twice letting the man up before canting his head to the side. "Mmmm... I am suppose to be helping you sleep on you putting me to bed." He said in protest with a chuckle perhaps just a tiny bit loopy as he took the offered hand sliding down rather gracefully all in all.

"You helped me a lot, so let me help you get a room so you can sleep." Sari told the other before a yawn escaped him. "Now come now, let's go to the inn." After saying that, he took a few steps backwards as he watched the man, making sure if he was capable on walking himself. If he wasn't able to, Sari would help guide him by the arm.

Kajetan smiled and moved to pick up the book from the wagon placing it back into the bag along with the pouch. He left out the little vial that was half empty. Taking a step forward he placed it into the man's hand curling Sari's fingers around it. "You should take this." With that he turned to fetch his lantern. "I want to take you home not the other way around." he replied as he tilted his head back to look up at the man that towered over him.

Sarimath blinked a few times as he looked down at the vial in his hand. He gave it to him? Well, there wasn't much left so it should be fine... "I know you do, but I'm afraid that if you do walk me home, you might not make it back to the inn." He glanced over at him. "I don't want anything bad to happen to you along the way."

Kajetan straightened himself up smoothing out his robes before fussing with his hair making sure it was all in order. He took his time trying to force his body to wake up. "I will be fine." He soothed as he settled the satchel on his shoulder.

Kauata waves at Jeyra.

Jeyra eyes Kauata up and down.

Jeyra narrows his eyes. Kauata pauses taking a bit out of the apple in his hands, a satisfying snapping crunch sound occurring. Eyes lighting up he moved to offer the apple to the other. “Wait… ummm.. not bit one.” He paused and began to rummage one handed though the bag at his side.

Jeyra looked poised to speak, but stopped, his brow raising as the elf searched for another apple.. Clank. Clink. Sounds of glass, metal, and other materials chime as he digs in the bag. Finally he pulls out a beautiful smooth red apple, that lacks the half eaten quality of the one in his other hand. Darting up the stairs, almost prancing, he presents the apple to the troll in his gloved hand. “They are good!” He speaks tilting his head back and fourth from side to side as he looks the troll over with a warm fascination. Long golden brown wisps, having escaped his messy tie, follow the gesture falling in his face. Jeyra gaped, but slowly reached out to accept the apple. He squinted at the elf, or rather, whatever it was.. The boy appeared to lack all of the stuffy qualities and mild mannerisms of the other denizens. His free hand reached for the hilt of his dagger and…drew it, bringing it up to slide off a hunk of apple, the motion quick and precise. He stabbed the severed piece and poked it into his own mouth, munching away at it for a long moment, before rendering his verdict. “Quite good indeed, thank you for this.” He held the apple up, gesturing to it with a tap of the knife, before another hunk met the same end as the first, first by blade, then by tooth. At this point, with their position on the stairs, positively -loomed- over the would-be elf. Kauata was practically beaming the deep golden hues twinkling with complete delight as he watched the other cut and eat the apple. Lifting the half eaten one back to his own lips, he began to take bits out of it munching away happily. “I know! Dela gave me a whole dozen and three. She must really like pointy things. I liked the the pretty knife thing Kan gave me… but I guess she liked it more.” He rambled a bit and none of it was likely to make sense to anyone that was not the elf or someone else directly involved in what ever the babbling was about. “You are big.” He said with a grin as he turned the apple and began to eat the core of the apple, seeds and all. Upon finishing he plopped himself down onto the stair, and lowered his bag into his new found lap and proceeded to dig though it humming to himself. A few moments later he pulled out a beautiful rich royal purple strip of cloth that looked to be some sort of silk. Jumping to his feet, causing the bag to fall to the ground, and some of the contents to scatter: little glass orb, a crushed flower, and half a scarf, he moved towards the troll seeming oblivious to the bag now. He rose to the tips of his toes and attempted to tie a bow around the left tusk of the troll. “Color!” He exclaimed seeming rather happy with himself and his addition to the troll’s outfit.

Jeyra’s face contorted into a look of confusion at the mention of names unfamiliar to him. What in the fel.. As the elf chomped down on the seed he recoiled a bit, the move not something he’d seen or dared to try himself. Confusion returned as the elf collapsed and dug through his possessions, spilling all manner of things in the process.. He began to point out the little orb rolling away.. “You seemed to have droppe-” But paused as a strip of cloth was fixed around his tusk. He crossed his eyes to look at it, but didn’t bother removing it. “Yes, colorful.. It’s quite lovely, but..” He stopped himself again and eyed the man more carefully this tim,e just now noticing the wide array of styles and unmatching things draped around him.. “You are a strange one, aren’t you..” Jeyra had finished the apple, but had cut around the core carefully. Looking from it to the elf, he held it out curiously, figuring he might enjoy it.. Kauata didn’t seem bothered by the look he received due to the apple. Perhaps he didn’t notice it or perhaps he was just so use to reviving similar looks that they registered as normal. Clapping his hands together with the other agreed with him about the ‘colorful’ part, he took a step back. “You want it?” He said having noticed the pointing digit prior. Scrabbling after the little orb, he swooped it up in his hands as it clinked down the stairs. Returning to stand in front of the towering troll he extended the object in both hands. The little orb seemed to be glass but something was off about it and a little magical silvery-blue shimmer rippled though it every few seconds. “Don’t think it does anything anymore but it is pretty! I have lots. You can have this one.” A hand reached up and the fingers worked themselves though his own golden brown hair as he let out a small chuckle.

Jeyra blinked, and plucked the glass orb up out of the offering hands. He held it between a finger and his thumb and turned it this way and that, holding it to his eye in a scrutinous manner. Looking back to the elf he smiled and dipped his head in a half bow. “If you are sure you no longer need it, sure. It is pretty yes, and it seems to glow periodically..” The troll held it closer to the elfs eye, as if he needed to show the previous owner of the thing what it did. Jeyra’s head movement caused the ribbon affixed to his tusk to flutter and flip. “Tell me, what is your name, odd one? Kauata gave a vigorous nod, the gesture seeming to free more hair from the less than perfect tie in that held it back. “Yep I have tons. I like them.” He stated as though needed a reason as to why he had a bunch. Falling back to his rump, he gathered the bag up and began to dig though it. After a few moments he knelt down and lay a scarf out along the steps at the troll’s feet. As soon as the gray wool strip was presented he began to pull orbs from the bag. Each varied in size from the size of a grape to the size of an apple, and it became rather clear why his bag made so much noise. He lined them up perfectly on the wool starting from smallest to largest. Each time he found one that was out of place he fussed over arranging them again. There were thirteen in total or fourteen if you were to include the one he had given the troll. All of them had a similar effect but the 'shimmering’ colors in each seemed to change along with the shimmering. Some flashed, some pulsed, some rippled but none were very bright or strong flickers. “This one is my favorite.” He said picking up one of the smallest ones that was no bigger than a cherry. It remained completely empty for the longest duration of time but it flashed a brilliant flaming red when something did happen before fading again. As others passed he didn’t seem to give them any heed, seeming perfectly happy to clutter up the stairs with his collection.

Jeyra crouched down and placed a hand between his feet to settle himself, while he compared the orb in his fingers, to the lineup, finding just where it fit in. He smiled and looked to the elf. “They’re all very nice, did you collect them this way, or did you get to see them before they settled into this state?” He set his orb down on the cloth on his side of the row of them and plucked up the third largest, taking a few seconds to examine it before plaing it down and selecting the middle sized one.

Despite the proclamation of it being his favorite, when the stranger placed the other back he slid the tiny one into the troll’s hand. “I… collected them after the life left them. No other creature I have ever seen becomes something so beautiful in death.” He said smiling as he looked them over for long moments. Finally, he tilted his head back to look up at the troll finally answering the posed question. “Ka. I guess you could call me Kauata if you really want to be formal or something.” He said yet the second part seemed to be rehearsed as though someone had told him something about formalities and what was proper. Jeyra took the boys favorite one with much more careful care than the others and held it up to his eye. He waited for the flash of red.. and waited.. and waited some more.. Just when was about to look away, it happened, causing him to fumble the thing twice, before he managed to get it under control. “Ah, forgive me, here, best you take it, so that I do not ruin it..” He gave a meek smile and passed it back over, before plucking the one given to him back up. “This one appears to have a free spirit, and a desire to venture off on it’s own.. It’s rather fitting for me..” He nodded and looked down at his robes, finding a spot on one of the tassles that hung from his neck, where he could pop the thing into place inside of it. The leather stretched and held firm, showing off the orb that it entwined around. Kauata let out a warm laugh that seemed to come from his entire being as the flash took the other by surprise. “Well… if you are sure,” he said biting a bit on his bottom lip a bit of animistic look entering his features as he captured the beautiful flashing red on in his hands and watched the troll take the other one back. “I think it likes you.” He stated as he watched the other shimmer. With that he began to pack up the orbs one at a time humming as he did. “So do you have a name?” He asked as he put the last one away and stuffed the scarf in over them. He shifted just a little and moved trying to straighten out the bright green sash he wore at his waist and tried to keep the other four from causing it to ride up. What the purpose of wearing five belts was… was a bit of a mystery. Jeyra’s eyes moved to the sash, and then the belts, his brow raising further. He noticed the trio of belts he’d spotted earlier in fact multiplied, or rather, he’d mistakenly counted too few. He blinked at the question. “Of course I do.. Oh! Yes, of course how rude of me!” His back straightened up. “Just 'Jey’. And I like Ka. It’s not pointlessly long, or stuffed full of titles or pomp. It’s also nice to not have the only short name for once!” Kauata smiled up at the other hearing the apology and name. Something about the troll’s response seemed to trigger a relaxed response in him. Well it was hard to tell seeing he was not very tense to begin with. “I have more.” He commented, not actually stating what he had more of and instead began to dig in his bag. Finally he pulled out several pieces of colored cloth and set about ripping them into strips and then darted behind the crouched troll, taking to his hair without so much as a comment to what he was doing let alone asking.

Jeyra’s lips parted to object, but soon he grunted and shrugged, opting to keep his croutched pose instead. He felt little tugs on his scalp now and then, but kept his gaze forward.. “Just don’t cut any of it off..” He warned, huffing and staying still. The mass of hair pulled back behind his head was oddly clean for his type, well looked after it seemed. For the most part though, it was uncut and jumbled together in a tie. Kauata shook his head vigorously, even though the other couldn’t see it. “Cut it? Why would I do that. It is pretty, kinda like the moon.” The comment left his lips in a tone that basically made up for the lack of Jey ability to see the nod. Ka took his time undoing the hair talking to himself. “Over.. and under… left… over.” The muttering continued as he undid the strands. Finally when it had nearly all been undone, he grabbed at the torn strips of cloth and begin fastening them around bunches of hair. There strips of ebony, a soft sea green, and a deep royal blue. When he had finished he began murmuring to himself again. If anyone had been able to keep up with his uttered words before and connect the dots they would have realized they were the exact same only backwards. Finishing what ever he was doing, he clapped his hands and threw his arms around the troll in a surprisingly strong bear hug before he let go and pranced around back to the front of the other.

Jeyra narrowed an eye at the elf cautiously as he came around into front of him again. He reached a hand back and patted his mass of hair carefully, feeling a few new ridges where the sections of hair were tied off. In general, the hair felt neater and better braided than before, much more so than his own hands could perform. His browline rose. “Oh, I see.. What colors did you add?” Kauata smiled brightly as he plopped himself back down with his bag, still holding torn strips of cloth in his hands from weaving in pieces. Dropping them down in front of himself, and between them both he pointed at the three colors in the lot that he had used. “Kinda like… the colors in it it.” He said as he leaned forward and pressed the tip of his finger to the orb that was now held in one of the leather tassels on the elf. “Well kinda.” he said scrunching his face. None of them were exact but they seemed to be the closest options in the selection of colors that he had to work with. Jeyra looked from strip to strip, then to the orb, following the gesturing finger. His face was skeptical, but he genuinely seemed to not mind the liberties the other elf had taken. “As long as they look good, I’ll keep them in!” He nodded firmly and reached out, giving the already messy, spilling head of hair on the elf a ruffle. Kauata paused and reached down and braid some of the strips together and he held them up towards the troll’s hair so he could see what they looked like. The way those beautiful golden eyes became huge was a sight to see. He looked thrilled beyond what words could express when the other had seemed like what he had done.. or at least he was okay with it and Ka obviously took the two to mean the same. He rose to his feet and threw his arms about the other’s midsection in an affectionate hug. “You like fish?” He inquired when he finally relinquished his grip, which had probably seemed like it would never end.

Jeyra , at this point, didn’t mind the hug in the least, and even closed an arm around the elf gently, returning the gesture. He nodded. “Indeed I do, do you fish?” He questioned, taking the remnant scraps that had been braided, and reaching up toward his own ear. The fingers dipped behind it and tied the little braid of cloth there, and when he’d moved his hands away, the lengthy, colorful accessory appeared, emerging from behind his ear and hanging down to his collar bone, finally ending where one might imagine the center of his pectoral was. 20:18:20 Arcane Guardian says: Remain strong. Kael'thas will - error - Lor'themar will lead you to power and glory! Kauata seemed to love the physical attention and relish the returned half hug. Feeling the cloth leave his hand, he watched the other curiously as he moved to work it into his hair. “I like it.” He said with a nod as he looked it over. What those words were worth were really up to the troll because what the

funny elf obviously liked… was something that most elves being nice would simply say was questionable. “I love swimming… and catching fish while swimming.” He quipped still close enough to the other from the hug that his breath could probably be felt and in what most would have considered their personal space.

Jeyra didn’t appear to care about his space, seeing as he’d let the other fix his hair up. “Ah yes, what I wouldn’t give for a swim.. It’s a shame there are no fixtures large enough in the city to take a dip in.. Other than the fountains of course!” He grinned and moved to a sit, but still had a couple of inches on the elf.

Kauata gave another excited nod as he looked up at the newly decorated troll. “Fountains are okay… but they don’t have any fish in them. I like the rivers and streams.” He said as he reached up to attempt to tuck strands of his, now every messy hair after Jay’s ruffling, back into the binds. “The little silvery ones taste really good but the others are okay too.”

“Are there any streams around here? Perhaps we could go catch some sometime?” Jerya shrugged, but nodded at the thought. Kauata tilted his head from one side to the other before giving an enthusiastic nod. “Lots! I suppose you could also go out and swim in the ocean but I don’t like the salty water as much. Coats your skin and makes for a terrible itchy feeling.” He shook his head just a little then smiled brightly.

“Yeah, and sharks!” Jerya made his hands out to look like claws, all menacingly. It made no sense, as sharks had no such thing, but the effect sort of worked.

Kauata didn’t seem to care if the gestures made little to no sense. He was grinning and laughing as though it all made perfect, logical, sense. “Yeah. Sharks are to much work to kill to eat and they don’t taste very good either.” He spoke in such a way that it was easy enough for one to wonder if he had actually tried this.

“I saw one hanging in the bay down south, as big as that tree there.” Jeyra pointed off to his right… exaggerted a little, but he figured the boy would enjoy it more. “They cut it open, and a chunk of wood, from a passenger ship fell out! And, you know, guts and stuff, but the piece of wood was huge! Bigger than your whole body!”

Kauata listened to the story obviously loving the story even if it became pretty clear he didn’t believe it was completely true. Yet he didn’t catch on to the sarcastic part and thought the other had meant it literately. “You tell good stories… but you sure you don’t mean a whale?” He proceeded to rattle off some stuff about sharks and size and then he switched to whales. “But whales… there was this huge thing I once saw out swimming around the little land masses out about…” He paused and closed his eyes thinking long and hard for a name. “That new place they found a while ago… riddled with all the fishy people. It was the biggest thing I had ever seen.” He shifted turning to practically flop against the troll half leaning and half laying on him. “You have more stories? Happy ones?”

Jeyra cracked his lips to respond that it indeed had been a shark, when the boy began telling him all about the two and their differences. He rubbed his chin and thought about it.. “I mean it has a pointy nose, and a tail that went up and dow- Huh? Stories..” He began thinking again, and as he did so, he hook his hands under the elfs shoulders, and lifted him up and turned him about, setting him so that he could lean back into him comfortably… “Let’s see now… One time, I was in the jungles of Stranglethorn, and I saw a whole family of dark panthers wandering about looking for food. I hear it’s not good to interefere, you know, with them, but I couldn’t help it.. so I gathered up some small critters, and placed them about here and there, in their way. But the littlest cats started playing with them! Like, come on now, it’s food, guys.. or gals, I mean, I don’t know if they were boy cats or girl cats.” Jeyra smiled and shrugged. Kauata let out a warm laugh as the other gave his description of a shark. "Dolphins have pointed noses and tails that go up and down.” He said with a grin as he tilted his head backwards to look up at the other as he toyed with the 'cloth braid’. When the story of the cubs was told Ka felt silent and listened intently. His smile grew as the story was finished. “They made friends.” He chimed in at the end obviously very pleased with this short story. Jeyra nods, the cloth tied on his tusk bouncing lightly. “My brother has a cat, he’s had him his whole life! Fights along side him and everything.”

Kauata runs up and pounces on the troll from behind giving him a hug before letting go. Darting in front of the troll he asked, “You want an apple?” He stuffs his hand into his bag to draw out an unbitten apple…

Seyjin sighs. "Ya followin’ meh? I dun wan’ an apple ee'da.” Kauata continued to dig though his bag till he found a shiny red apple, without a bite like the one in his hand. “You don’t… like apples?” He pressed his lips together giving the troll a perplexed look.

Seyjin shakes his head. “I din’ say dat, I say I dun wan’ one. Nah dat I dun like dem… Wha’ I wan I know Is why ya followin’ meh?”

Kauata gave a bit of a shrug and flopped down onto the ground sticking the apple back into the bag. Practically sticking his face into the bag, he rummaged though it. Clinking and clattering could be heard as glass, paper, metal, and other things bumped against each other. Finally he pulled out a little sphere that almost looked like it was made out of glass. He looked at it then up at the troll and shook his head stuffing it back in the bag. “Hmm… I know!” He pulled out a bright red piece of cloth and jumped to his feet, leaving his bag on the ground. Moving to the other he attempted to tie the cloth around the troll’s forehead over the hood and mask practically having to crawl up the other to do such. “Well… color is pretty and you look like the dead with that there mask. All better!” He said falling back down to his feet clapping happily.

Seyjin shrugged irritated. “Ya little ting, Asked ya a question, ya still ignore it.” He grabbed the cloth with his right handing, tearing it free. “I dun wan’ ta be 'pretteh’ I like lookin'a death. I tend ta leave it in mah wake.” He chuckled softly.

Kauata blinked tilting his head to the side. “I did answer. You look all spooky glum and as you said…. crazy scary.” The troll’s attitude didn’t seem to damper Ka in the slightest. “And frightening scares people away and then you end up all alone and being alone is bad… and not happily ever after.” He babbled rather quickly his words accented by gestures and waving hands. Stepping forward he tried to retrieve the red material “And everyone should have a happily ever after… so I followed.” He folded his arms and gave a mater-of-fact nod. With that he stepped forward and tried to tie the brightly colored piece of fabric around the troll’s forearm, seeing that was a far easier target than the head of the troll that stood far above him.

Seyjin laughed wickedly. “Nah, ya can’t give err'yone a happily eva afta. Specially when dey got da blood of too many souls on dey hands.” He shook his head. “ 'Sides wha’ if I dun wan’ a happily eva afta?”

Kauata pressed his lips together, the first sign of complete confusion and perhaps sadness flickering in those eyes. “Time marches on. Past. Present. Future. We all have things that don’t make us saints.” He tilted his head to the side and wisps of golden brown hair fell into his face as he let out a sigh. “Why wouldn’t you want a happily ever after?” The words were spoken with that almost sad disbelief. Yet was not really clear if he was down about the idea he was wrong or if he sad for the troll.

Seyjin lifted the mask slightly, exposing the scars that covered his lips. “When ya kill da closest ting ta ya, den tell me 'ow much ya tink ya deserve a happy endin’… Until den, ya neva will undastand ya silly little ting.”

Kauata looked at the troll, his brows furrowing. Finally, he shook his head and took a step forward and stood on the tip of his toes. Fingers reached up and tried to grasp at the edge of the mask, making to remove it. Stupid? Fearless? Perhaps just missing a few marbles? What ever the reason he was willing to acknowledge the other was frightening but his actions seemed to be ones of treating the other with as much caution as most would a fluffy harmless rabbit. To add it it, he simply glossed over the troll’s admission to ill doing as he spoke. “Well then it sounds like the biggest thing standing in the way of your happily ever after is you.” He was grinning again those odd golden eyes sparkling with mirth.

Seyjin slapped at his hands, pulling the mask back down forcefully. “Ya dun tink I know dat? Mehbeh I ain’t mourned enough yet. Mehbeh I want ta give life ta someone else, even in exchange fah mah own.”

Kauata let out a little grumble pulling his hand back for a moment to inspect it then shook his head. Lunging forward he practically took to climbing the other like an agile monkey as he grasped at the mask trying to grasp it to pull it free. “You are speaking like an moron and a coward now. If you truly cared about someone then live for them. Dieing over it would be the running away. The cowards way out.” He spoke as he used his limbs to hold to the other with a near death-grip so the other would have a harder time detaching him while he tried to get the mask.

Seyjin allowed him to grab the mask, as he quickly brought a dagger from his belt, and edged the tip near the blood elf’s throat. “I didn’ ask fah yah sympathy. I didn’ ask fah ya ta tell meh ta live mah life. I 'ave someone I am tryin'a teach not ta get blood on 'er hands. She’s ta young fah it.” Kauata let the mask clatter to the ground in surprise as the dagger was brought to his throat. He didn’t move, which was probably smart but even with a blade at his throat the fear didn’t enter his eyes. “I don’t pity you or offer sympathy.” He spoke very slowly now as he tried to keep from moving to much. His eyes gazed into the scarred face as the cool metal touched his flesh. “If you are trying to teach someone that spilling blood is not the right thing then you are probably going about it the wrong way with this.” He spoke softly as he slowly raised his hand to touch the hand that held the blade to his throat making no sudden movements.

Seyjin dropped the dagger back to his belt, while kneeling down to pick up the mask. “I know ya mean well. Buh… Dis is deh way I live mah life. I take spillin’ blood over 'er spillin’ blood any deh. If ya’ll excuse meh, I have to go an get'er she oughta be done bah now.”

Kauata untangled his limbs from the the other, and let his feet come to rest on the stone below grasping for the mask first, but he simply reached up to place it back on the troll’s face, between the long tusks. “If what you do has caused you to do something that you will spend the rest of your life regretting, has left you to think you no longer deserve to be happy, and also is something you now try to keep another from doing, then perhaps it is time to rethink things.“ His fingers touched the red cloth, untied it from the troll’s arm, then placed it into the larger hand and curled the three fingers around it. “Take care of yourself.” He said the words softly with a warm smile as he stooped to pick up his bag.