S6Montage1-EdricQuinys

Day 1 – 2

Edric Crestrun

With the events of Cragmaw Castle now fully behind them, the party on the road to Waterdeep, and the High Road stretched out before them for miles and miles, things were far too peaceful for Edric, who had come to enjoy the chaos of his life too much to properly enjoy the peace. When they made their first camp, Edric tapped Quinys on the shoulder, and gestured for her to come with him. "Cmon, we gotta have a chat. Yer gonna prefer it's away from the others."

Quinys Forgedawn

"This sounds like I'm in trouble." Quin finished setting her bed roll and looked over her area before following. She found a tree stump about thirty yards out and still within line of sight and sat on it, starting to clean out from under her nails with her dagger. "What did I do now?"

Edric Crestrun

As she sat down, Edric was looking off towards the sun, the lessons that Erys had been teaching him still firm in his mind. He had to try to reach out to her, and if he failed, then he would keep trying. Somehow, someone had to break through. Turning on his heel with a flourish, he pointed at her. "Last time I told ya how I felt, what'd you say to me…that I don't really know anythin' but what you've let me know, right? So how about I start findin' out?" He grinned, putting on his persona with flair as he stepped towards her. "I'm gonna ask you a couple of questions every day, no less than 2, no more than 3, and yer gonna give me an honest answer. In exchange, I'll answer any one question you ask me, and at the end of the trip, I'm gonna tell ya again how I feel, and if ya still feel the same way, I won't bother ya again, okay?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quinys looked at him for a long moment before shrugging, he would either get bored of this quickly or run screaming by the end of it and she wouldn't have to worry anymore. "If that will make you feel better, I guess."

Edric Crestrun

"Yeah, I think it will, Dagger. You and me, we're gonna learn about each other and we're gonna be thick as thieves by the end of it. I don't know if ya know this, but yer my best friend, and I know shockingly little about ya, and I can't stand knowing shockinging little about anything, ever." He took a seat on the ground across from her, as he smiled. "First question, what's yer favorite sweet?" Start off simple, he figured.

Quinys Forgedawn

With a quiet chuckle Quin remembered her fiftieth and the cake. That amazing cake that Adonis has brought to her, and how she loved every piece until it was gone. "Easy, white cake with white frosting. It's simple and elegant, with a light flavor, and maybe a touch of lemon sometimes. It's best with strong tea. But I would probably eat any sweet, they're my favorite food."

Edric Crestrun

"Cake's a good choice! I've had my share, although growin' up I never really got any cake, but boy did I spend a lot of time starin' at em through the windows of the bakeries uptown." This was a good start, and he shifted a bit closer as he considered her. He certainly had a type, he realized, between her and Erys, and even Sune. Who knew he was such a sucker for redheads? "Alright, next question…if you could live anywhere in Faerun, where would it be?"

Quinys Forgedawn

"Turmish, hands down. The bustle of a city without the oppression of a king, where could be better?  Plus, merchants everywhere and so close to the seas. A lowly thief could become something great if they took the right steps." Her mind wondered for a moment to the excitement of running down streets and being a cut purse again, then using that to buy not only what she needed but what she wanted, and retiring each night to the shores of the Inner Sea and watching the sun set over it. One day she would be somewhere beautiful and not have to look over her shoulder, or she'd die trying to get there.

Edric Crestrun

He nodded, thinking about the moonlit shores, of the beauty even so far beyond the ocean. The Inner Sea was a place he had never been before, mind you, but it had sea in it's name, it couldn't be all bad. "Personally, I don't think any place in particular is where I'd wanna live, I wanna live on my own ship, sailin' from port to port, for the rest of my life…that is, if I survive that long. Can't be sure of that with the cards fate has dealt us so far." Now here was the big one, the one he needed to lead up to, and would be the first test. "…last one for today, promise. What's the worst crime you've committed, the one you felt the worst about?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin sighed heavily, thinking about the different ways to answer this. She told him she'd be honest, but would he really know if she wasn't? Did she really want to lie to him? "Those are two different questions, with two different answers. The worst crime I've ever committed, the one that would get me in the most trouble, was…lightly stabbing a member of a noble family. He was a pig and didn't know how to keep his hands to himself and I refuse to feel bad about it. The one I feel worst about? Well, once upon a time when I was still young and somewhat innocent about the world I was convinced to accuse a man of something he had sent done, because he owned Adonis money and knew that the man would be ruined. So I said what he asked, not knowing what it meant, and now that I do I'll regret it always. Even if it meant eating well for a few weeks."

Edric Crestrun

Listening intently, he wouldn't know if she lied to him, he had decided to take whatever she said at face value and believe her every word. "Sounded like the first one deserved it, I'd have done worse to a guy like that, and I have on a couple occasions when I saw some noble prick tryin' to get his noble prick wet with some bar maid or merchant's daughter. With the latter, I had to teach him and the girl's father a lesson, he tried to sell her virginity off to gain his favor and to make a few gold too. As for the second…everyone's done somethin' they regret like that. I once ruined my mom's reputation by bitin' one of her customers, and stealin' his wallet too. Wasn't a bad guy, just in a bad mood and I guess I was a little bothered by what she did for a livin' sometimes." He sighed, but smiled. If that was the worst she could think of, he figured these questions would go pretty smoothly. "Alright, yer turn, and since I asked two there, you can ask me two as well."

Quinys Forgedawn

"Alright then. Why do you care so much about your appearance?" Quinys had never put much stock in her own, leather armor and a braid being all she usually wore outside of trousers, a shirt, and her underclothes. Edric, however, put so much work into looking perfect all of the time forever and she found that strange for one who tried so hard to not be like a noble high elf.

Edric Crestrun

Grinning, he waved his hand and a burst of shimmering light appeared from it and fluttered around his features in a glamourous way. "I like to look good, is all. Started off as a way to seem unflappable to those who tried to bring me down, and then it was a way to hide the bruises and ruined robes of their torments, and now…well, I guess maybe I'm tryin' to impress y'all a little, but I also like knowin' I look my best." Of course, there were two in particular he wanted to impress, but he didn't need to mention that.(edited)

Quinys Forgedawn

"Okay, and now a bit harder of one. I thought you had no interest in women, what changed?" She always thought Edric was 'safe', but this was different. He never showed interest in her, or anyone else that he'd seen, and now he was professing feelings and making things difficult and she didn't particularly enjoy it.

Edric Crestrun

"Heh, I think ya misconstrued my personal attempt to stay chaste. I've always been interested in women, especially beautiful women such as yerself. I just didn't know if I'd ever be stickin' around long enough for me to feel secure about doin' it and possibly knockin' a girl up." He smiled, as he rested his chin on his hand. "As of late though, I've had enough portents to know that I won't be leavin' any of ya for awhile, possibly 'till I'm dead. So, that's why I wanna pursue you now, besides the fact that I've had feelins for ya since shortly after we met at the Apple."

Quinys Forgedawn

"So dying is a better option when it comes to the possibility of getting a woman pregnant? I guess that way she doesn't hold on hope of your returning." Quin stood and placed her dagger in her belt with a sigh, looking over their camp and the people they chose to make it with. What would happen to the group if one of them died, would they continue on or be fractured into splinters? Add a baby onto that and chaos would soon reign.

Edric Crestrun

"That's three questions, but that's fine, I broke that rule. Anyway, gettin' pregnant isn't necessarily a consequence, ever heard of Nararoot? Ya make some tea out of it, and babies ain't even a problem. My issue is that I never met a girl I trusted enough to be usin' it on a regular basis. Erys, naturally, has a lot of experience with usin' it, so if yer curious, just ask her." That was something he had personal knowledge of, having seen her consume it having helped him settle his nerves regarding the whole deal considerably. "But I guess when I think about it…I do wanna have kids someday, and be a real good dad to 'em."

Quinys Forgedawn

"You'd be a great dad." Quin smiled at him softly, almost letting some of her stone walls crumble before clearing her throat and sticking her hands in her pockets. "I have to do a perimeter check and see if there's anything dangerous out there, you stay and tend the fire. I don't want you getting eaten because you won't stop talking."

Day 3 – 4

Edric Crestrun

Another day on the road, another diversion when they came to a stop. He was certainly sore already at this point, having already finished the day's armor training and sitting at a vantage point at the bottom of a small cliff, looking upwards as his hand shielded his eyes somewhat from the sun, waiting for something to happen. He knew she was up there, and that she was ready, and yet it had already been ten minutes and she hadn't jumped. "You okay up there Dagger? Lose yer courage on the way up?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin scowled down at him and crossed her arms, kicking a pebble and watching it nervously. She sat on the edge for a moment, thinking that scooting off it may be easier, and quickly learning it was not. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes tightly, putting one foot over the edge, then backing up quickly. "I can't!"

Edric Crestrun

He laid back onto the grass behind him, as he waved up towards her, a grin on his face. He knew she could do it, but he supposed that jumping off a cliff was never going to be something easy to pull off. He'd come up and help, but right now the grass felt real good and soft and boy did everything just hurt. Never had he had to work this hard before, at least physically. He cupped his hands and shouted up again. "Cmon, yer gonna love it! Had a friend who'd cast it on us and we'd leap off buildings and shit!"

Quinys Forgedawn

"Well, I'm not them." She grumbled to herself and watched him lie back, the grass did look soft, and now would be a good time to just…she stepped off the cliff. She screamed for a moment, instantly regretting her decision, before slowing and feeling her body gently float down. Her feet touched the grass and in a moment she was on her knees, breathing heavy and still somewhat terrified. What had just happened?

Edric Crestrun

Picking himself up into a cross legged sit, he started clapping for her, grinning. "See? Not so hard was it? Ya make it look like child's play when yer workin' with the Weave." Watching her work was truly inspiring, he'd never quite seen anything like it. No, she wasn't able to do things on the same level yet, but she might still make it, and if she didn't, well, she could still stab things to death with an ease and gusto he couldn't help but appreciate. "So…you ready for some more questions?"

Quinys Forgedawn

She chuckled and took a long drink from her wineskin before offering it to him and wiping her mouth on her sleeve. "I guess it's only fair, with you teaching me all of this. Ask away." She laid back herself at this point, eyes closed, as she just absorbed the feeling of the cool earth under her.

Edric Crestrun

Taking a long drink of the offered wine, he handed it back as he considered what he'd ask today. Looking at the rapier at her side, one came to mind immediately. "So, how'd you learn how to use that thing so well? Yer damn deadly with that thing, probably deadlier than anyone else in our group when it comes down to it."

Quinys Forgedawn

"I know how to use all types of weapons. Adonis showed me how to take what was around me and use it as needed. I just happened to be fairly good with these two." She patted her dagger and the rapier with one hand, then gently ran a finger along the blade of the rapier. "You never know when you'll need to protect yourself."

Edric Crestrun

That made sense, although he hadn't seen her deviate much from her usual method of stab and run, stab and run lately. Her magic helped, but he wondered if she was a little dependant on her old ways. "Alright…tell me a little more about him, Adonis. How'd you two even meet, anyway, if he ain't yer actual dad? You never really…went into that whole deal." His persona was slipping a little, his tone becoming a little more careful, more formal.

Quinys Forgedawn

"Oh, uh, I only really know the story he told me, I don't really remember it much. I apparently got separated from my parents when I was young, and he found me. We looked and looked, but never found them, so he took me home and raised me. He didn't have to, but he did, and that very likely saved my life." She wasn't sure if she believed all that anymore, but it was what she had known her whole life and how could she even begin to refute it? The only memory she had of her parents were more feelings than memories.

Edric Crestrun

He smiled, oddly enough. It was nice that she was opening up at these questions, and hearing the actual story from her made him think that there was a common problem with how the group had handled this particular problem. "I mean…it doesn't sound all that bad. Yeah, he seems like a real fuckin' creep now, but he was a parent to you and took care of ya. It's more than I could have said fer my own dad, y'know?" Hell, he'd have loved to even know his own piece of shit dad, if just so he could call him a piece of shit to his face. "Even if it ain't true, does it matter if ya had good memories? That ain't one of the questions, of course. I just got one more for ya…how do ya feel about what happened back at the bandit hideout?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin opened her eyes and took another long drink, thinking about the mix of emotions that she wasn't sure she even had words for yet. "For a long time, maybe even longer than you've been alive, I've been on my own. Adonis was arrested years ago and I fled, as I was trained to do. I should have known that as soon as I got my life together he would appear, he's always found ways to keep me with him, and I knew that I couldn't. If I went with him I would never get a chance to make my own decisions, be my own person, again. He swallows all that is me and makes me content to be him." Her voice shakes a bit toward the end, as if she was just realizing this for herself as the words tumbled out. "Or something like that, whatever."

Edric Crestrun

Shaking his head, he put his hand on her shoulder as he tried to bridge the gap just a bit, knowing that feeling of being controlled by ideas not your own. He'd felt that way most of his life, and even now he was struggling to get past it, but in her he saw a reflection of that same struggle. "Nah, don't dismiss it. Own that feelin', it's just as real as anything else. Point is, it doesn't seem like you want him to own you anymore, you proved that when ya didn't shoot our friends and shot him instead. I'm sorry I tried to kill him, and I'm sorry it took ya almost tackling me to stop, but no matter who he was to ya when you were young, he's not that guy anymore, and you ain't that girl. You've proved it again and again, Dagger, that yer a pretty fuckin' awesome person all on your own." Pulling out his flask, he took a long healthy drink of it as he offered a bit of stronger drink to his friend, probably still his best friend, in her time of reflection. "Alright, now it's your turn, ask away."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin held the flask and considered for a moment, before taking a drink and handing it back. She had a question, but wasn't quite sure how to phrase it without it sounding silly. "What makes you feel safe?"

Edric Crestrun

He was silent for a moment, as he drew back his hand and thought about it for a moment. He smiled. "Guess it would be my spellbook. Alvin, the guy who got me off the streets? He gave it to me after my first year of schooling." He pulled it out of his pack, the worn leather tome inscribed with a message inside it's cover that he now showed to her. 'Edric, one day you will wield this book as a great and powerful magician, known by all, but until then, let it be your guide and companion, and let it remind you to never forget where you began.'

Quinys Forgedawn

"It's good that you finally found a guiding force, and look what you've become. Maybe not known by all, but known by all that matter."

Edric Crestrun

Standing up with a little bit of effort, he nodded as he looked towards her. "I could say the same about you. You're more than you think you are, Quin. When you start believing that, and start living your life the way you want instead of the way you think you should…well, you could do anything." His persona dropped, almost completely, as he returned his mask with a great big grin and offered his hand "Cmon, let's get back to the camp, before it gets too damn dark to see."

Day 5 – 6

Edric Serall

A few days later into the journey, Edric had told Quinys to meet him by a cliff overlooking a waterfall about half a mile from camp. Catbird had scouted it out, and while it had been a bit of a walk, it was gorgeously beautiful and an excellent example of natural beauty, a rainbow issuing from the basin as the waters from a nearby river poured down in a rumbling sheet. A copse of trees surrounded the area, and wildlife was extra abundant, but there was one thing out of place…Edric hadn't showed up yet.

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin slipped the leather armor off her legs after kicking off her shoes, then placed her feet in the water. It was cool and helped with some of the soreness from their travels. She tried to decide how crass it would be to slip off her pants and just wade out, but then decided she could do that under the moonlight tonight when she wasn't waiting for Edric.

Edric Serall

As she did so, there was suddenly a ripple in the water next to her. Then two ripples, as the water parted for two leg sized holes which the water rushed by. "Glad to see you made it. Been waiting for you to show up, knowing you were going to be sitting exactly there, just so I could pull off this gag." His voice came from a space right next to her, and even if he was invisible, she would be able to tell somehow that he was grinning widely. Moments later, he confirmed it by becoming visible once again. "Find the place okay?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin jumped and placed a hand over her dagger, ready to bury it into his thigh before chuckling and sitting back a bit. "You shouldn't startle someone who's first response is to stab, bad for your health."

Edric Serall

"Haven't you heard? I've been getting stabbed at for practice lately, thanks to Erys. Been getting pretty good at not getting stabbed, as long as I've got a chunk of metal to swing around." Pulling out his flask, he took a nice long drink and offered it over to her. "Starting to run low, but there's always wine. We brought plenty of wine." Thinking about what he had been talking about with Erys earlier, he had to work up a small bit of courage to say what he wanted to say next. "So…I don't think I'm going to be able to be your mentor any longer, Dagger. Not that you haven't been an excellent student, really almost too excellent, but…I haven't really been a great teacher."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin took a slow drink and fiddled with the lid of the flask for a moment or two before closing it and handing it back. First she lost Adonis, and now Edric was deciding that he didn't want to teach her, what was wrong with her that her mentors just kept leaving? "Understood."

Edric Serall

He could sense the disappointment, but as she handed the flask back, he put his hand over hers, giving her an understanding look. "Listen, Quin. I'm not fit to be your teacher. For one, I kissed you, and that's really not the kind of thing any teacher should be doing with their student. Secondly, I don't have the right to say I know enough to be your superior. You, Dagger, are my peer, my equal, and I don't want it to be any other way. Now, do you you think you're up for a couple more questions?" He moved his hand from hers as he took back his flask and took another drink.

Quinys Forgedawn

"Yeah, sure." Quin took out her wine skin and took a few gulps from it, laying back on the rock and letting herself just feel the warmth from the sun. How would she find where to go without a light to help guide her? She was left in the darkness again, and now she just had to find her own way, and she didn't know how to escape.

Edric Serall

He knew what his next question would be as he saw her lay back with that expression on her face, but he had something to say first. "Quin, you know I ain't going anywhere, right? That isn't my question, of course, but…dammit, I really wanna say something to you, but I don't know how you're going to feel about it, so I'll just ask…what do you wanna do with your future?" He laid back onto the rock with her, head tilted sideways.

Quinys Forgedawn

"My future? I doubt I have a super long one." Quin thought about what he meant by 'future'. A few weeks, a month, a year, a decade? Her life was so much longer than his that what she thought was a short period was significant to him. "Other than survival? I want to relax. I want to not be afraid and to not have the people I love be afraid anymore."

Edric Serall

"Then relax. You're slowly being surrounded by people who love you, Dagger, people who want to make sure you make it to a ripe old age, long past the day where you have to ever stab anything ever again." He knew that his own future would be dwarfed by hers. He might live to the age she was now, and she would go on for another few hundred years if she was lucky. Yet, he looked towards the future every day of his life, excited and ready to face it. "Are you afraid of being alone? I'll answer that myself too, because I'm terrified. I don't want to leave this world the same way I entered it. I want to be surrounded by family and friends and I want them to see me off to whatever plane the Gods send me off to. I just know…I don't have to be if I don't want to."

Quinys Forgedawn

"I don't think 'afraid' is the right word. I don't like it, sure, but I don't fear it. If I die alone then I'll probably be standing with a knife in my hand." Quin sighed and thought about where her life was leading, and if she would be with this group for her final moments, or maybe just parts of it if they lived long enough. "Fear isn't something to try and prevent, it's something to accept and feel. It's best to feel what you feel, then you can learn to live through it."

Edric Serall

He sat up a bit, as he looked at her and smiled a bit. "See, this is why I can't be your teacher. That's a wise answer to have, and I guess when you've lived for 80 years or so you pick up a few things." He had to think about this last question for a few moments, and he stood up before he asked it, knowing that if he was utterly mortified by the answer, he could always, y'know, jump off a waterfall. "What do you think about me, Dagger? I mean, I know I've been selfish as hell, and I know you probably think this whole thing is just a weird way of getting into your head, but there's a reason I didn't want to be your mentor anymore besides knowing I'm not the right one. I want to be the one who's there for you, no matter how I end up doing that. Maybe you need someone like that, and maybe it's not a boyfriend or even a best friend, but…just, go ahead and answer before I make any more of an ass of myself."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin looked up at him in the setting light and thought, for a long moment, about this question. He was her friend, her confidant, a total ass at times, and so many more things than she had words for. She felt the need to protect him on almost an instinctual level, but somehow felt safer when he was around, his smile made her want to stab him and give him whatever he asked for and she didn't know which was the stronger drive. Her language failing for a moment, she took out her dagger and cut her hand slightly, letting the blood bubble up from the shallow incision and holding it out to him. "I don't understand how things work, but I know their need for me to survive. If I'm cut, I bleed. If I bleed too much, I'll die. When we fight, I ache. And I feel like if you left, a part of me would die. The part that craves company, or maybe the part that feels secure sleeping some nights, I don't know. All I know is that right now I need you by my side."

Edric Serall

He was a bit surprised by her answer, as he stood on the precipice of the cliff, the waterfall roaring behind him, and as she presented her bloodied hand to him, he reached out to take the dagger from the other, as he performed a similar cut onto his own hand, before taking her hand in his and grasping it firmly, pain shooting along his palm as he smiled at her with confidence. "Then I'll be by your side, Dagger, as long as you'll be by mine. I swear it, from this day until the day I die. We're going to be something else, Quin, something the world hasn't seen in a long time, if ever, and we're going to show them things and accomplish feats that they'll speak of for ages to come. I can see it all, but I can only see it all if we stick together." As their blood dripped together onto the rocks below, a pact was made. The future was always uncertain, even to him, but he knew now, they would walk towards that future hand in hand.

Day 7 – 8

Edric Serall

Edric had decided not to be as mysterious about their meeting place this time. He invited her out towards a lake that had been spotted along the way of their route, which had seemed thankfully free of anything that might disturb them, besides the odd jumping fish or two. As he sat at the lake's edge, he smiled. Today, and the days before that, had been a big change for him. He seemed different, more confident, as he looked to Quinys and smiled. "So…I realized we never got to you asking me a question yesterday. You wanna start with that?" Something had happened with him and Erys earlier, and while he didn't mention it, it almost showed without a word.

Quinys Forgedawn

"Yeah, sure. My question for you is: what was your mom like?" Quin had shown up in a nightgown, having decided it was modest enough to swim in around him, and waded waist deep into the water. It was cool, but not cold, and the feeling of the clay under her feet was exactly what she needed. "I know you loved her, and she was a great mom, but who was she as a person?"

Edric Serall

Kicking his feet in the water, he looked up at the sky as he tried his best to remember. "She died when I was young, so I guess I don't remember as much about her as I'd like…but she was a great mom. Always made sure I had everything I needed, always had a smile for me when she was done working. She usually did her best to spend time with me, teach me things, and make sure I knew I was special after a day of getting treated badly by people in the city. It wasn't easy for her, I imagine, but she did her best, and never resented me for how much harder I must have made it for her, or at least she never showed it."

Quinys Forgedawn

"It's good that you have good memories of her. I only really remember what my mom looks like because of a picture, but I like to imagine she was nice. I used to a lot more when I was younger, but it's harder to pretend when you grow up." Quin dipped under the water completely for a moment, it being as close as she would get to a bath for a while, and ran her fingers over her scalp for a second or two.

Edric Serall

He nodded, as he pulled off his tunic top and decided to jump into the still waters as well, diving under the surface for a moment only to pop up next to her with a grin.  "Alright, time to get a little more interesting. How about the people we've found ourselves with? Like, say…what do you think of Rowan? She's certainly the strangest of our bunch."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin smiled widely and relaxed backs bit, picking up her legs and floating in almost a sitting position. "Rowan is magical. And I mean that as more than literal. She has this wonder about her that makes me want to both protect and teach her as much as I can." She realized that that made little sense and decided to try and elaborate a bit more. "I mean, it can't be easy being a tiefling, and I want to learn all about her experiences, but I also want to show her the world and all it's wonders. But with that world comes the people in it, and most of them suck."

Edric Serall

Diving back under the water, suddenly three more Edrics popped up alongside him, all doing various different strokes as the actual Edric swam back up next to her doing a backstroke. "I know what you mean. She's certainly not a child, not after surviving the wilds all those years, but she's so naive to the rest of the world, people most of all. Worst thing we could do is prove her worst fears correct. Also, watching her work, I'm amazed at how she manipulates the Weave in an utterly alien way to the way I trained. How about Val, our resident holy man?"

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin laid back, letting the fabric of her nightgown bunch and pool at the whims of the water as long as it kept her mostly covered, and closed her eyes. "Valorn is a great man, with an even greater calling. How many dwarves do you know that could corral four newly adult adventurers and prevent it from falling apart in a massive wave of angst? He hits hard and feels even harder, even when he's trying to forget his feelings, and that's what makes him so much better than even he knows. His wife would be proud, and even if he has no natural born children, he's helping raise all of us but by but each day."

Edric Serall

"Yeah, it's weird to think that even if you three elves are in your eighties and nineties, you're still considered younger than me. Val's a good guy, and while he's still in his wife's shadow, he's going great things out here that I think will help him find his place in Moradin's service. I'm trying to figure out myself where I fit into the grand scheme of the gods, one in particular, and he's been a great help in figuring that out." Not as big a help as Erys, of course, but when it came to the commonalities of worship, he was the most qualified guy he knew. "What about the sisters, then?"

Quinys Forgedawn

"Erys and Onys are like…opposite sides of a coin. They're made of the same thing, but are so different and far from each other, but infinitely close at the same time. I mean…" Quin sighed as she tried to find the words to describe either, or both, without just using their names. "Onys is phenomenal. She is devoted in a way I've never seen to both her sister and her god, and has an intensity that I envy on a deep level. However, when she's calm it seems to reach out to the world and set it at peace alongside her. Erys is like a blessed fire. She battles with the same intensity that she loves with and has no 'half', she is completely consumed or absolutely unfazed with no middle. And together they are like nature itself."

Edric Serall

He nodded, knowing just how hot that fire could burn, and how chilling that calm could be from his interactions with both. "They're both excellent representations of their faiths, and their oaths. I mean, I had my problems with Onys at first, but those just ended up being my own insecurities rising up, and I think we've managed to figure things out between us now. You're right about Erys, she has no half-measures, be it in combat, faith, or love. Between you and them, my opinions on elves has radically done a complete turnaround." He tried not to say anything that suggested his relationship with the latter of the sisters, not with his own connection with Quinys being so nascent and fresh, but at the same time he wanted to be open about things. "She's…really something. I mean, they both are."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin stood and walked from the water, letting her soaked gown cling to her and taking away a bit of the privacy it once provided. Her hair dripped and hung in wet strands, running down her back and giving her chills in the quickly cooking evening air. "Is it my turn to ask a question now? Because I have one that is a bit strange."

Edric Serall

Stepping out of the water himself as his duplicates vanished into mist, he stretched his arms above his head, smiling as he recalled how different things had suddenly become for him inside, as he watched Quinys standing with the darkening sky as a backdrop against her form. She really was beautiful. "Go right ahead, we're partners now, there's no question too strange."

Quinys Forgedawn

Quin blushed a bit and folded her hands together, running her thumb over the still somewhat sore cut on her palm before reaching a hand out to Edric and clearing her throat. It felt as if she was suffocating on something, but she didn't know how to explain it, and strangely didn't mind it. "Will you watch the sun set with me?"

Edric Serall

It wasn't a question he expected, but he smiled as he reached out with his own hand, showing the unhealed cut upon it as he took her hand in his. "Dagger, I'd be honored." It was a step in the right direction, that he could recognize, and yet he was happy for things to at whatever pace she dictated. For now, he was happy.

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