5. Gonna have to say Aeviana, has such a rough past but through hard work and tenacity rose up to the challenge, or any challenge that faces her.
4. Silane, Because tare and her have become very good friends, plus Ragewang is a very avid rper. Plus, Tare’s teaching her bout the Light!
3. Lotheria, Because Tare and her could almost be brother and sister they have so much in common. IF SHE WOULD EVER RP WIF ME AGAIN!
2. Belaei, because the man behind bel is a very good rper and writer and does what he does so well and even though they don’t see eye to eye, anytime Tare and bel rp it gets very indepth and personal.
1. Going to be super concieted, but Tarenor, because I put so much of work and thought into him, When he’s sad, I feel sad for him. When he’s happy I smirk. And if it wasn’t for RP and Tare, I prolly would have quit WoW soo long ago.
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CONTENT: World of Warcraft
SUMMARY: Lazraneth has to deal with two terrible realizations, and the ultimate decision will break hearts, but at least it will be on his terms
WORDS: 1,272
NOTES: Tan dun FUK'D UP NOW, SON. TAN DUN FUK'D UP NOW.
RATING: T for mature situations
“Our little arrangement started as simply one night not to feel so alone. Yet I feel as if it is becoming something more. There’s this spark I see in your eyes, like the night I saw you dance, that I cannot quite describe.”
“What I’m trying to say is…things are changing. And perhaps it is time to acknowledge that there is something more to this, to us. While I’m out, I need to think about a few things, and then perhaps we can discuss it further.”
“This…isn’t…happening!”
It was a day that started well and went sour for the young assassin Lazraneth, one that dared to ruin his favorite holiday of the year, Brewfest. He had taken time away from the perilous Timeless Isles to enjoy more domestic pleasures; the sweet taste of ale, delectable meats and breads, sweets and snacks, and for the first time in a very long time, Lazraneth was openly flirting in hopes to find romance, not a fling nor a night’s worth of thrills. He had done so much to feel better about himself, to be better to himself, from falling into better habits to ceasing the drugs and overdoses, the overly inebriated nights where he would pass out in his own bile, the prostitution with dangerous clientele. He took that promise he made to Tanialle Feli’nara seriously and became a better man, and it was entirely for himself now, and Lazraneth was feeling good. Part of his woes was because of Tanillivan Lightspell, a man he thought he loved. When he thought of the former Lieutenant, his emotions could not describe how the other man made him feel.
From a life where he was treated like a toy, an object, a pleasure hole, he met a man who cared for him, for his emotions, his health, his well being, he met a man who enjoyed his company and tolerated his quirks and accepted his flaws, a good man who was loving and kind, who trusted him and he trusted the other in return. Was that not love was? Yet the very same man had his heart set on another, a woman who left without a word in one of his dark hours. The man would allow him to hold the other in nights were the nightmares were too much, and when they indulged in physical relations, he had always been gentle, always been concerned, and Lazraneth would laugh because the concern was very unnecessary, yet it was one of the things which set a seal upon his heart, that there was a man who was out there, who was not wicked, who put others before himself, a man with tender hands and compassionate touches. Lazraneth pined for this man, pined for the safety and security he felt with him, pined so selfishly that he felt their agreement was nothing more than a con, for this man would never love Lazraneth and see him the way he saw the other. But to have this letter in his left hand at that very moment…
And in his right hand a dagger, one tied with black hair and a name which summoned spite within him etched onto the hilt. Lazraneth was clutching the dagger, and though his hand gloved he could feel his knuckles go white. His anger turned into hurt, and then more anger, gritting his teeth and staring blindly forward in Tanillivan’s humble room. Lazraneth was no fool, he knew just what the dagger signified, that wherever Belaei was and whatever she was doing, she was alive, and she wanted Tanillivan to know. If he knew, he would pine for her again, and this arrangement would be over.
The raven haired elf should have read the letter second and paid attention to the dagger first, perhaps then he would be thinking with a right mind. But the letter was addressed to him, it caught his attention, and thus he opened the contents eagerly. When his eyes gazed over Tanillivan’s written words, Lazraneth scoffed, for the fact that for many months he had tried to pursue Tanillivan, only to be repeatedly let down. He practically begged for his attention, begged to be touched, felt that he had gotten the other man to comply solely out of guilt, which made him feel worse. Seasons later and the young assassin was finally reaching a personal high, so much so as to show himself in the public and flirt for reasons beyond the calling of his loins. He had been dating again, and it felt phenomenal, he felt desired and liberated, he was readying himself to move on from Lightspell, to allow their relationship to be platonic. Lazraneth should have known that something was amiss; lately it had been Tanillivan initiating their encounters, growing bolder, stealing kisses and showering compliments. Lazraneth did not pay it much mind until this moment, and it all came together. He could sense Tanillivan’s shift in energy when he witnessed Lazraneth flirting with another, it made Lazraneth feel guilty, so that night he returned to Tanillivan, like a loyal dog, gave him the pleasure he desired as well as the comfort before he shipped off the next morning. It was a night that made Lazraneth smile in his sleep, yet now he was regretting it, regretting the whole thing. I do all this work to move on...and then this?
Lazraneth knew Tanillivan would only cry for the woman he once had upon finding out that she was alive. It was ideally best to use this to free himself of the priest, but a thought occurred; would Tanillivan change his tune if he knew? After all it had been Lazraneth who had been there, picked him up when he was down, and licked his wounds and so much more, it had been his body which warmed Tanillivan’s bed, and now it was him who his heart was beginning to desire. It felt good to feel desired, and by a man whom he once desired as well, but it also felt good to have the freedom of desiring others who could desire him back. To be with others who saw Lazraneth and only him, to want him to themselves, and weigh that against Tanillivan’s fickle heart, it took no time thinking of exactly what he was going to do.
He doesn’t need to know…not yet. He’ll pay…for leading me on he’ll pay. Let him have a taste of the medicine he dishes out; see if it’s just as sweet. I’ll play with you, preacher-boy…for now.
Lazraneth lowered his hands, resting them on the bed, dropping the crumbled letter with one hand and the dagger with the other. He devised a plan to hide this evidence, and as an assassin in a syndicate which was good at finding the hidden and hiding what was not to be found, it would take no effort at all. He would await Tanillivan to return home, and he would treat him like a king. He would lather him with empowerment and praise; make him feel like a real man with addicting poetry in his ears. He would give Tanillivan his body and make the other man desire him even more, lend an ear to hear the sweet songs of his moaning and crying with every pulse and sway. He would make the nightmares go away, and give him nothing but dreams. Lazraneth would be his drug, and he would have Tanillivan addicted. But the rogue combatant knew, better than anyone…
Here is what happens when you RP with Alv in the morning and with me with no sleep. Enjoy and hope you have a great laugh. SUP TAN! WHAT NOW! I'M TALKING TO UR GUUUURRRL!
And of course this is posted for OOC laughs.
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08:46:26 You eye Belaei up and down.
08:46:35 Belaei glances over her shoulder and quirks a brow.
08:46:47 [Belaei]: Didn't want to interrupt you if you were looking to be alone.
08:47:07 Alvarado leans forward, placing his elbows on the table. "I hook you up
with my buddy Tan and you sit at another table!"
08:47:37 Belaei can't help a bit of a snicker, feeling her cheeks warm. She tugs down her mask as a courtesy and joins him.
08:48:11 Alvarado removes his helm and places it on the table. "Long time, no see. How are you two doing?"
08:48:21 Belaei smirks to him.
08:48:29 [Belaei]: Aye, been a while since the party...
08:48:38 [Alvarado]: And so?
08:48:46 [Belaei]: Though I'm curious to know how you've come to the conclusion of our having "hooked up."
08:49:10 Alvarado shrugs. "I hear things and I wanna know if it's true!"
08:49:18 Belaei smirks playfully.
08:49:24 [Belaei]: ...we're very private people.
08:49:33 Alvarado points a finger at Bel. 'So it is TRUE!"
08:49:44 Belaei throws up her hands in mocking despair.
08:50:04 [Alvarado]: Like, how true? Couple locked at the hip or feeling the waters out?
08:50:33 Belaei shifts a bit in her seat.
08:50:49 Alvarado points his finger at her again.
08:51:12 Belaei chuckles softly, resting an elbow on the table.
08:51:29 [Alvarado]: And sooooooooooooo?
08:52:00 [Belaei]: I don't know what you want me to say. I'm sure he wouldn't appreciate me broadcasting his affairs to his subordinates. We enjoy each others' company, isn't that enough?
08:52:24 [Belaei]: Though I do owe you a debt of gratitude for encouraging the introduction.
08:52:43 Belaei sighs, glancing over to the barkeep.
08:52:46 [Belaei]: He's a good man.
08:52:50 Alvarado shakes his head. "NOPE! I need more! How deep is it?! And what happened to the other guy...or girl?! Did Tan kill them both?" He gasps "What a monster!"
08:53:03 Belaei laughs.
08:53:04 You cackle maniacally at the situation.
08:53:06 [Belaei]: You must drive him crazy.
08:53:12 [Alvarado]: Never!
08:53:19 [Belaei]: Mm hmm...
08:53:35 [Alvarado]: But really, the other person? I'm curious.
08:53:57 Belaei gently rubs a finger back and forth along the tabletop.
08:54:09 [Belaei]: Didn't work out, nobody's fault.
08:54:39 Alvarado waves his hand. "Tan is way better but that's besides the point."
08:55:19 Belaei gently smiles and shakes her head.
08:56:19 Alvarado points a finger at Bel. "I've had no sleep! I need coffee."
08:56:45 Belaei snickers.
08:57:05 [Belaei]: Do the Pandaren even know what coffee is? They seem to prefer imbibing that which...hm...slows.
08:57:15 [Belaei]: No complaints on that, of course.
08:57:36 [Alvarado]: I have to important from Shatt City. Kinda annoying.
08:58:15 [Belaei]: Ugh, you must really need it, then.
08:58:30 [Belaei]: Off-world caffeine fix...
08:58:34 Alvarado chuckles. "Maybe, might be a long day too."
08:58:47 [Belaei]: I know what you mean.
08:59:01 [Alvarado]: Why are you up?
08:59:13 Alvarado gasps. "PENNING LOVE LETTERS TO TAN?!"
08:59:17 [Belaei]: Usually am. Duty never rests.
08:59:20 Alvarado whispers. "Can I see?"
08:59:44 Belaei rolls her eyes and waves a dismissive hand, failing to mention her stop at the post box before taking a seat.
09:00:05 Alvarado leans forward, glancing side to side. "I bet it was awesome!"
09:00:22 [Belaei]: Love letters. You /must/ have gotten the wrong impression of me when we met.
09:00:45 Alvarado throws his hands up in the air. "I dunno! Maybe!"
09:00:47 Belaei considers him.
09:01:00 [Belaei]: I'll tell you what: you seem the type willing to make a deal to get what you want.
09:01:06 [Belaei]: ...so let's deal...
09:01:31 Alvarado brings his hand to his face. "Oh gods, ok. FINE!"
09:01:49 [Belaei]: You tell me what scuttlebutt says.
09:02:02 [Alvarado]: WHAT!
09:02:02 [Belaei]: I tell you how your boy Tan is doing.
09:02:06 [Belaei]: We both keep mum.
09:02:17 [Alvarado]: How is that even a thing!
09:02:44 Belaei smirks and eyes her hand, checking her glove's fingertips.
09:02:48 [Belaei]: Those are the terms, friend.
09:03:11 [Alvarado]: Use it in a sentence.
09:03:24 [Belaei]: Scuttlebutt?
09:03:28 [Alvarado]: Yes.
09:03:30 [Belaei]: Gossip. What's the High Guard saying.
09:03:58 Belaei smirks.
09:04:07 [Belaei]: About us, if you need me to be specific.
09:04:16 Alvarado ponders for a moment then reaches back to grab a shovel. "Shovel, speak to me and bring me the answer I seek."
09:04:34 Belaei quirks a brow, watching. What an eccentric performance.
09:05:06 Alvarado holds a shovel close to his ear and nods. "Ah huh, ya, yep....ok...WHAT!?...wait, you sure? Really? Hmmmm...makes sense...I still don't like the answer, Shovel."
09:05:58 Belaei smiles, bemused, fingers gently drumming on the wooden tabletop.
09:06:05 Alvarado puts the shovel back and folds his fingers together on the table. "Ma'am, I not a Scuttlebutt also known as slang for rumors and or gossip!"
09:06:32 Alvarado snaps his finger at Bel. "Boom. Nailed it."
09:06:53 Belaei gives him a sidelong glance.
09:06:59 Alvarado turns his head to the side, quickly whispering to the shovel. "Thanks!"
09:07:11 You cough at Belaei.
09:07:18 [Belaei]: ...so nobody has had anything to say, even though you just said you hear things.
09:07:39 [Alvarado]: What kind of witchery is this?! JUST TELL ME!
09:08:03 Alvarado strokes his chin quickly. "Would you like to talk to the shovel instead?"
09:08:18 [Belaei]: I'm afraid I'd make poor conversation for such a useful tool.
09:08:35 [Alvarado]: Shovel is excellent at listening.
09:09:16 Belaei holds out her hand, expression feigning her succumbing to his suggestion.
09:10:26 Alvarado reaches out and grabs his shovel again and props it up against the edge of the table with it's face pointing towards Bel. He speaks out of the corner of his mouth as he shakes the shovel slightly. "Hello Bel!"
09:11:22 Alvarado shakes the shovel as he continues to speak. "I'm Roy, the shoveler, how are you?"
09:11:33 Belaei places both elbows on the table and rests her chin on the tops of her hands, cooing seductively to the shovel.
09:11:38 [Belaei]: Feeling needy, Roy.
09:11:53 [Belaei]: I'd really love to help our friend here, but I'm afraid he won't meet me halfway.
09:12:09 Alvarado glances to the side at the shovel, whispering out to it. "You're doing great! Keep her talking!"
09:12:45 Alvarado shakes the shovel as he speaks. "Shut up, I got this! So, Bel, what can I do for you?!"
09:14:13 Belaei motions casually towards Alvarado. "Maybe convince the sweet Sir here that I can give as well as I can receive, but that nothing's free."
09:17:03 Alvarado turns the shovel to face him as he speaks. "How much gold you got, man?" He then looks to the side then back to the shovel. "Spot me? I'm good for it!" He then turns the shovel back to face Bel. "Name your price!"
09:17:13 Belaei smirks.
09:17:24 [Belaei]: Not interested in gold. I just want to know what people are saying.
09:17:35 [Belaei]: A simple enough request, no?
09:18:31 Alvarado turns to the shovel. "You hear anything?" He shakes the shovel a bit as it responds. "Only that one time his girlfriend died in Feralas?"
09:18:52 [Belaei]: ...Sathrei?
09:19:20 Alvarado and the shovel turn to face her. "Yes!"
09:19:28 Belaei nods.
09:19:39 [Belaei]: I...heard. When it happened.
09:19:45 [Belaei]: ...unfortunate.
09:20:06 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "It's what happens when you face off against the Alliance alone."
09:20:15 [Belaei]: Aye...
09:20:53 [Belaei]: Well, for information that's none too helpful and already known, I'll give you a fair trade. Tan and I enjoy talking with one another, and met at Lady Veniti's party about a month or so ago.
09:21:31 Alvarado turns the shovel to face him and shrugs in return. "Goooooo on." He says with a smile.
09:21:45 Belaei shrugs playfully, an impish smile on her lips.
09:21:49 [Belaei]: Quid pro quo, friend.
09:22:12 [Belaei]: I'll need a little more as well.
09:22:46 Alvarado shakes the shovel frantically. "Tell her about you and Silane!" He squints his eyes at the Shovel. "Fine."
09:23:01 Belaei seems interested.
09:23:19 [Belaei]: Lady Silane. Priestess?
09:23:51 [Alvarado]: I met a girl with blonde hair. She heals things and her skin is fair. She likes flowers and all things girly. Something something dat ass so round.....
09:24:00 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "Noooo too far!"
09:24:08 Belaei bursts into laughter.
09:24:22 Alvarado glances at the shovel in surprise. "Oh, well. She likes dresses."
09:24:33 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "Atta boy!"
09:24:53 [Belaei]: Sounds like quite the lady, then. I understand that Tan recently found something of himself while healing her following an excursion on the Isle of Thunder.
09:25:00 [Belaei]: ...perhaps you could introduce me sometime.
09:25:37 Dreamslave waves at Falafell.
09:25:41 Dreamslave waves at Falafell.
09:25:43 Alvarado looks over at the shovel for guidance. "Yes, say yes!"
09:25:47 [Alvarado]: ...Yes!
09:26:53 Belaei ponders how to make fair payment on this.
09:27:03 [Belaei]: I met a man with reddish brown locks. Shy as a rabbit, handsome as a fox. He likes to read and study and scribe...
09:27:09 [Belaei]: ...something something dat ass so round...
09:27:30 Alvarado stares at the shovel as it shakes up and down. "Respond!"
09:27:33 [Alvarado]: Oh!
09:28:51 Alvarado thinks for a moment then looks at the shovel for more guidance. "Murder is the word, death is the price. I was paid lots of gold to put people on ice. Bit by bit, limb by limb, the chance to die was often slim."
09:28:58 [Alvarado]: What the fuck, shovel!?
09:29:25 Alvarado shakes the shovel a little bit. "What! WHAT!? You looked lost!"
09:29:54 Alvarado glances around slightly. "Way to make the room feel super awkward."
09:30:02 Belaei grins.
09:30:08 [Belaei]: Perhaps a bit morbid, and I'm afraid I have little to offer you in repayment.
09:30:47 [Belaei]: Apologies. It intrigues me to know that others apparently have some form of input or perspective on what may or may not be happening between their Lieutenant and a perfect stranger.
09:30:47 Alvarado glances at the shovel for a moment, shaking his head. "Such a dick, Roy."
09:31:12 [Belaei]: I'm sure there's a great deal of jest.
09:31:27 Alvarado shakes the shovel a little. "They think he's gay. I think."
09:31:34 [Belaei]: Must be the hair.
09:31:37 Alvarado nods in agreement, slightly.
09:31:49 [Alvarado]: We're just happy to see him with someone!
09:31:58 Alvarado shakes the shovel in joy. "Yay!"
09:32:05 Belaei smirks.
09:32:15 [Belaei]: I don't recall saying he was "with" anyone.
09:32:36 Alvarado shakes the shovel in joy. "The whole city assumes such!"
09:32:38 [Alvarado]: Yay!
09:32:51 Belaei regards the shovel.
09:32:58 [Belaei]: Ah, see, now we're getting somewhere. The whole city, hm?
09:33:09 Alvarado looks at the shovel. "Such a dick, Roy."
09:33:45 Belaei reaaches out to teasingly run a fingertip along the shovel's metal edge.
09:33:52 [Belaei]: Oh Roy, please don't make a girl beg.
09:34:00 Alvarado shakes the shovel as he speaks from the corner of his mouth. "Just the word on the street, ya know. I know a fork that knows a hammer who hits things."
09:34:08 Tamarzan licks Maharunn.
09:34:26 Alvarado shrugs slightly. "This is why I don't hang out with shovels."
09:34:59 [Belaei]: And yet Roy seems to tag along anyway.
09:35:20 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "He runs fast."
09:35:29 Alvarado shrugs. "I'm pretty fast."
09:35:55 [Belaei]: I get that sense.
09:36:21 Alvarado turns to face the shovel. "Is there anything else, Roy?"
09:36:37 Alvarado shakes the shovel slightly. "Nada, it's all I got."
09:36:48 Belaei smiles a bit.
09:37:03 [Belaei]: ...we're testing the waters.
09:37:33 Alvarado looks at the shovel. "Satisfied?"
09:37:52 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "YOU ASKED THE QUESTION, dick!"
09:38:10 Belaei hangs her head and shakes it, stifling laughter.
09:38:15 Alvarado narrows his eyes at the shovel. 'Who want's to do back intot he shed?"
09:38:36 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "....I'll be good."
09:38:48 [Alvarado]: Most excellent, shovel. Know your place in life.
09:39:14 [Belaei]: Don't let him boss you around, Roy. You could be so much more in the proper hands. He should respect you more.
09:39:52 Alvarado points a finger at Bel. "Don't give him ideas of being some industrial grade shovel!"
09:40:05 Belaei raises her hands up defensively, smiling.
09:40:11 [Belaei]: Of course, my apologies.
09:40:16 Belaei winks to the shovel.
09:40:21 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "It's so...so lonely in the shed."
09:40:45 Alvarado points a the shovel next. "I said shut it! Or it's the river for you again!"
09:41:25 [Belaei]: I hope I can trust you...both of you...to keep a tight lid on this.
09:41:45 Alvarado glances back at Bel. "My word is my honor."
09:41:57 Belaei bows her head to him in gratitude.
09:42:02 Alvarado shakes the shovel. "He's a dick, I'll keep him in line."
09:42:22 [Belaei]: We have nothing to hide. We simply would like the chance to find our own way, in our own time.
09:42:53 Alvarado eyes the shovel up and down. "Someone wants to dig up extra hard ghost iron ore, don't they?!"
09:43:52 Alvarado shakes the shovel towards Bel. 'P-please! The pick axe does that! I'm not even deisgned for such hard labor! My metal is too soft!"
09:44:10 [Belaei]: I'm sure Roy gets the idea.
09:44:20 [Belaei]: No need to put the fear in him.
09:44:46 Alvarado quickly puts the shovel on his back with a huff. "It seems the inmates need to learn some manners when visiting guests."
09:44:55 Belaei chuckles.
09:45:04 [Belaei]: Perhaps.
09:45:39 Alvarado stiffens his posture as he coughs. "Would that be all, Miss Bel?"
09:46:14 [Belaei]: As much as I'm comfortable with, at least. I'm sure you understad, it's nothing personal.
09:46:28 You nod at Belaei.
09:47:38 [Belaei]: ...Don't let your fleet pick on him /too/ badly; he has enough on his plate.
09:47:49 [Belaei]: ...though I suppose a little builds character.
09:48:13 Alvarado waves his hand. "He can shovel off for all I care! Tons like him in the shops!"
09:48:23 Belaei snickers.
09:48:29 [Belaei]: I meant Tan, Sir.
09:48:31 You laugh.
09:48:42 [Alvarado]: Oh. well then, of course.
09:49:19 Belaei nods at you.
09:49:22 [Belaei]: My thanks.
09:49:53 Alvarado nods slightly. "You make take your leave now, ma'am. I have much to go over with the pick axe."
09:50:14 Belaei smirks and shakes her head, placing a palm flat on the table and lifting herself to her feet with a push.
09:50:34 [Belaei]: Of course. Good luck, and don't be a stranger.
09:50:47 Belaei draws her mask back over her face.
09:50:52 Alvarado nods slightly at Bel. "One day again, perhaps."
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