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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 9:49 pm
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Hands Off Thing. Right Now: Looking For A Mate
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
||⇒ σ. σ. ҫ : I will begin things off. Also, Artes mate will pick up once I have gone over the Ukes. ||
# Is Watching the Crystal Element Scale
❝ Arte watched the Crystal Element Scale slowly balance itself out. It was magnificent feat on its own. All six bowels, each holding an item that carried the element, Arte couldn't pick a favorite, he loved them all. From the Glistening blue water with a piece of red coral in one, the swirling cloud that changed shape in another, the pieces of metal, soil and green sat in one bowel. To the crackling red fire in one, the dark opal stone shaped into a crescent moon on another and lastly, the diamond shaped sun. All of the scale arms moved and shifted, slowly realigning itself. The four elements, air, water, earth and fire sitting square as light and dark rested above and across from each other.
The Scale made its last tweak then came to a rest. Arte smiled softly. Fae had been restored. Today was special, for all of those in Fae, a celebration for marriage and to a ceasefire. Today. It was special for him as well, a day he would choose someone to marry, someone to be able to love from the bottom of his heart.
With that in mind, he turned and left the rest place of the Crystal Element Scale. He closed his eyes once the door was shut and imagined the Gallery, then willed himself there. When he opened his eyes, he was standing in the vast room that held The Talks. This would be the place where those would exchange their vows and enter a covenant. The Gallery was decorated from top to bottom in Celebration for the Declaration.
Arte went to the Tribal Leaders and simply put. "Before the Rites of Vows, I am, will choose a Mate of my own. I will like to see the Mates who will inhabit with their Partner." He stunned the Leaders but they bowed their heads one after the other. Knowing they had caused such strife for their Creator already that it was even a day for Arte to Celebrate a new beginning.
They waved their hands simultaneously to a door that opened and the Inhabiters filed out, some in groups, others ready to what ever came their way. But he could feel a strong pull to one of the last that entered the Gallery. This was the Soul, a Soul of rare...he couldn't get carried away. He regained composure then walked down the line, all the way to the end and extended his hand, the Mark sitting in his palm. "Let Us be joined on this day of Celebration." ❞
# Waiting for an Answer
❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 9:52 pm
 ~*Bastion, A Leopards Tale*~ "Maybe if I...no....no.." Joyful roars boomed into the grand hall. Behind all the groups filing in was a pack of massive leopards. Eight leopards to be quit exact. The eight leopard's bodies glowed as they shifted to their human form. A beautiful family spoke and laughed between one another. Except for one. The smallest of the eight. The runt of them all,Bastion. Standing at an adorable 5'4, short black hair, piercing yellow cat like eyes. Bastion was truly amazed. So many fae all in one room all at once. It is the day of Celebration. "So this is Celebration..." Bastion spoke in his gentle tenor voice. The small Were-Cat looked to his family. His brothers and sisters smiled loving to him and nodded goodbye for now. With a kiss on his cheeks from his parents the leopard family shifted back to their primal forms and took off. Turning around Bastion took a deep breath and continued through the doors, entering the gallery. As Bastion filed behind the others in the line, he held a diamond stone with a red pearl close to his hand. Cuffed tightly between his hands. Before he had realized he was already waiting in line, a smooth, alluring voice broke Bastion from his mind babble. Looking up, Bastion realized this...gorgeous man in front of him. Holding out his hands with diamond stone with a white pearl trapped inside. Was this actually happening? Bastion was truly enchanted by this man. Now shyly moving his hands outward, Bastion uncuffed them. Revealing his diamond stone with a red pearl encased into it. "Together, on a day of Celebration We will be joined." Bastion spoke blushing brightly. The small were-cat couldn't even feel his ear to ear smile. "Come on..stop being so shy..."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 10:31 pm
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Hands Off Thing. Right Now: Looking For A Mate
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
||⇒ σ. σ. ҫ : Other people will join when they see a new RP take off, its freaky thing. ||
#
❝ Arte took the red pearl incased diamond as the were leopard took his. All of the other Inhabiters were quickly hurried out, as the other took his. He kept his hand extended as the were leopard took it and Arte led the way to the Tribal Leaders. "Leaders, if you would, please whiteness this Celebration." They all solemnly nodded their heads, their Grand Master was surely indeed deserve a day of Celebration.
"Fae has blessed this day of Celebration that We may be joined together, may our hearts and our love be as balanced at the elements themselves. Arte, Grand Master of Fae." He kept his voice calm and gentle, though he toward seven feet in his Deity Form, it was nothing compared to his nine feet God Form. Yet he had grown tired through the Eons War, worn thin but not enough to make him snap, he could not lose control of the very elements or his precious world he had created and the people with in.
He took the diamond incased red pearl, kissed it and placed it against the Were Leopards lips. Half of the Rites of Vows were done, now it was the others turn. Yet he couldn't shake the feeling about this little ones soul, something about it per sae. Mysterious Rare Soul. ❞
# Waiting for the others Rites of Vows to be said.
❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 11:04 pm
~*Bastion, A Leopards Tale*~ "Maybe if I...no....no.." Bastion was in an complete daze. The wereleopard was dumbfounded. All was happening so fast, yet he rather enjoyed every second of it. Taking the stone from Arte, Bastion felt it's warmth from it's previous owners hand. Before he could collect himself a bit more; Bastion was already lead towards the Tribal Leaders. The small were leopards' eyes blinked as he was placed in front of such esteemed leaders. Hearing Arte's gentle soothing voice helped relax Bastion. Then it finally hit him. Arte, Grand Master of Fae, could it be? Bastion had read several texts and tomes of the almighty grand master. Bastion studied the extremely taller male with bliss and wonder. "As the elements are balanced, may our hearts and our love be so, as this day of Celebration is blessed by Fae, We are joined together, Bastion of the Bustov Pack" Bastion recited his part of the vows. Bastion's voice now becoming poetic and light. Still holding the other hand of Arte's, Bastion's stomach was fluttering. The were leopard's face still a blushing beauty. Lifting the stone he had took from Arte, Bastion kissed the stone and then placed it upon the much taller male's lips. Well, Bastion had to push up on his tip toes to do so. None the less, the vows were complete then. Bastion gazed up upon this magnificent being known as Arte. Who just so happens to be his mate. "Come on..stop being so shy..."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 11:43 pm
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Hands Off Thing. Right Now: Looking For A Mate
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
||⇒ σ. σ. ҫ : ||
#
❝ The little one pressed the Mark against his lips. They were now married. After a year, the Marks pearls would turn blue and be written with Fae's blessing. Arte tucked the diamond incased red pearl Mark away, and looked at the Tribal Leader's, they were quiet indeed, feeling noteworthy of a historic event. Surely to go down in the books and be told as tales around campfires and at the festivals.
He kept Bastion's hand in his and went to go sit in his chair but instead let Bastion sit in it. He could stand, he had spent Eons siting in that chair and it was a nice change of pace. He would whiteness the other Celebrations and Rites of Vows. He quietly noticed Bastion's face glow, the Were Leopard had his own level of cuteness.
The Gallery was filled with Inhabiters being chosen by the Inhabitees. And they all exchanged Marks, said their Rites of Vows and left to go Celebrate in their homes and new home towns. Arte knew that there were some who would feel indifferent, some scared, some waiting to explore the world. He had cloaked the both of them under the Sub Element Shadow, only the Tribal Leaders knew of his Deity Form, the others would think he was a Inhabiter.
"Tribal Leaders, maybe, perhaps the next time the Gallery would be used more as political matters and not matters of war and negotiations. Farewell until we meet."' He waved a hand, closed his eyes and took his arm, wrapped it around Bastion's waist and imagined the Atriums Terrace Garden. They teleported out of the Gallery and onto the Terrace Garden of the Atrium. ❞
#Finally home.
❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 12:06 am
~*Bastion, A Leopards Tale*~ "Maybe if I...no....no.." Bastion Bustov, the runt of a well known hunting were leopard pack; was now married to Arte, The Grand Master. Just the thought of it made the much shorter boy smile elegantly. Bastion's pale white skin still illuminating. This all was so surreal. Feeling himself being lead to the chair, he sat down still taking in the vision of Celebration. The stone he had received from Arte tightly held in his free hand. Watching the Celebration, the vows being exchanged had made Bastion almost forget about the Eons War. There was so much joy. New lives being developed right in front of his very eyes. Happening to quickly and elegantly. Shortly following his awe on this glorious day slowly rose his home sickness. Before Bastion could watch the rest of the Fae exit the gallery, he had felt his husband's arms around his waist. Looking up to his magnificent spouse, Bastion hadn't realized they were teleported to the Terrace Garden of his new home. The scent of people flowers struck his feline like smell. Blinking quickly, his eyes left Arte's face to take in the new scenery. "Arte...this..is..." Bastion stumbled then. It was beautiful. Was this to be his new home? Bastion leaned onto Arte's body as he felt his spouse's hold still around his waist. Now that he's married...where would he begin? Would he still hunt? Would he still strive to be a scholar? What about his family? So many things rushed through his head all at once. "Come on..stop being so shy..."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 1:15 am
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Hands Off Thing. Right Now: Looking For A Mate
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
||⇒ σ. σ. ҫ : ||
# This is your home
❝ "This is the Atrium, the sphere that can be scene floating through the sky of Fae. Where I live." He was complacent, calm. "It can service your every need, there are plenty of rooms to chose from and you can explore them." It would be better if he locked the room containing the Crystal Element Scale. The powers in there would corrupt Bastion if he ever touched the scale. He was still too far inexperienced and still too young to enter the domain.
A wave of tiredness overtook him, when was the last time he rested? He couldn't remember because Fae itself hadn't rested in Eons, Fae's existence was tied with his power of Birth. And they balanced each other. If Fae was destroyed, he would fall into a eternal slumber and drift through space till his power had been restored. Or if the power of Birth was weekend, Fae would be destroyed and he would drift through space. He needed to rest, to put the land at rest.
His arm fell from Bastion's waist. "I'll leave you to explore." He quietly walked away. He didn't want to push Bastion, the little one needed to get used to him, get used to being around him, near him. Bastion seemed timid. Frightening him was the last thing on his mind.
Arte entered his chambers and breathed a sigh, a long awaited sigh, one where he had been holding his breathe for so long. He wasn't sure how long he would be resting but the resting would prove restoration to the land. A day? A week? Two weeks? Relief came crashing down as he fell onto the cushions of his bed, he blinked once, twice then his eyes closed on the third. Sleep covered him like a blanket. ❞
#So tired...time to rest.
❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Thu Apr 16, 2015 9:51 am
~*Bastion, A Leopards Tale*~ "Maybe if I...no....no.." Hearing his newly wed explain what is their surrounding, Bastion's eyes glanced around quickly. Bastion took in Arte's heavenly scent as he continued to press himself against the seven foot man's body. Arte's body was warm and comforting. It made it all too easy for Bastion to feel more at ease with him. "It's beautiful...just how all the texts and tomes explained..." Bastion said forming a full sentence. The were leopard was smiling then. Other scholars would kill to see the beautiful Atrium the way Bastion is. Feeling Arte leave his waist broke Bastion from his gaze of his new home. Bastion quickly looked up to him. "Oh....alright...." Bastion mused lightly towards the now walking around Arte. Bastion wrapped his own arms around his waist. The Atrium was a true sight to be hold. So many rooms. So beautifully decorated. Bastion continued his exploration as if he was studying old relic sites. Taking in all the new scents and feeling of it all. "This must be the garden...." Bastion spoke to himself. The were leopard walked through the massive garden smiling. It reminded him of his home. All that was missing was his pack. His annoying brothers Devion and Titan who were always fighting. His sisters Leliana and Morigan who always debated on who was prettiest. His eldest twin(by only 5 minutes) Beeman who was ever so lazy. Lastly his parents; the ones who brought them all together happily. The thought of his family made Bastion smile. They probably had already had their good luck drink in Bastion's name already. Bastion giggled and made his way back to when he first arrived. Bastion had started a new life. A life he had always wanted. Bastion would've chose another room but headed towards Arte's room instead. "I hope this is okay...." Bastion spoke to himself as his hand rested on the door that lead to Arte's chambers. Slowly pushing the doors open, the were leopard entered. Immediately seen Arte sleeping made him smile. Bastion had shifted to his leopard form and laid next to the side of the bed Arte was close too. Bastion didn't want to climb in the bed and wake him. So he would rest too. For today was a long and almost overwhelming day for anyone. First adjustment to be made was not being cuddled up with his twin brother while he slept. Well more like his brothers foot in his face the whole time. With a radiant smile on his leopard face, Bastion soon dozed off. "Come on..stop being so shy..."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2015 12:22 am
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Hands Off Thing. Right Now: Looking For A Mate
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
||⇒ σ. σ. ҫ : ||
# What time is it?
❝ Arte blinked. By now the Atriums skylight was showing the scenery of night, stars dotted the indigo sky and two of the three moons were playing tag, above him. He guessed about nine hours rest. He felt refreshed of sorts but was it really enough to restore Fae? He didn't know. It would take more than nine hours rest. But with the elements now realigned, it wouldn't put a strain on his power of Birth. He shifted into a sit.
By his side was Bastion, though in leopard form. He extended a hand but stopped mere moments from the soft head. Being too hands on would be worse. Slow. He quietly watched the Little One sleep. The black whiskers tweaking and the ears and tail twitching and the paws flinching. Bastion was deep asleep. His hand went back to his side.
Arte contemplated, it would be better to let Bastion sleep. There was one room that needed to be sealed. He slipped from his bed and from the room, the door closing softly and soundlessly behind him.
Entering the Crystal Elements Scale chamber, he gazed at the scale, ever so resting on its pedestal surrounded by water. Bastion wouldn't last long, the powers would draw him in, corrupt him and destroy him. This was the power of a God. His power, his power manifested into a scale that sat six elements. "Shield! Mirror! Repel! Mist!" At those words, the water pool hurdled into the air, forming a glass like shield of water that turned reflective and a mist seemed to extend from the shield. A dense light seemed to shine from amongst the mist.
Arte, pleased with the secondary security measure, left the room, applying Shield to the door to seal it shut and shadow to cloak it from sight. ❞
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❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2015 12:41 am
~*Bastion, A Leopards Tale*~ "Maybe if I...no....no.." The essence of sleep took over Bastion with great ease. The were-leopard was out cold. Continuously switching between the fetal position to being sprawled out as he slept. Bastion was so fast asleep not even his feline senses picked up the small presence Arte had over him as he slept. About an half hour later, Bastion slowly started to awake. The were-leopards drowsy and droopy eyes scanned the chambers in which he slept. The beautiful black fur shimmered and shine as Bastion returned to his human form. The sleep male slowly stood up. A drastic yawn still resembling that of a roaring leopards escaped his mouth. "Arte...." Bastion said with a gentle mumble as he sleepily looked to the empty bed. Normally Bastion's family would awaken early to start their daily duties as hunters. Yet at this moment, the small were-leopard had the chance to sleep in. The decision to hop in this beautiful massive bed in front of him to sleep more? Or to go find his husband was Bastion's current first marital struggle. Bastion has made up his mind and began to leave the room. The small boy was eager to get to know the Grand Master...no, his husband better. Sleepily leaving the chambers and searching the Atrium; Bastion began. "Arte....where are you?" Bastion called out a tad bit more awake this time. Bastion had then let out yet another massive leopard like yawn. His leopards voice lacing every inch of the halls. Stopping where he was Bastion rubbed the sleepys from his eyes and studied his surrounding. "Come on..stop being so shy..."
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LotusCurtiss Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2015 10:10 pm
Ѧ R T Σ G R A N D M A S T E R
Love Interest: A Rare Soul? Right Now: Hands off thing
❝EONS OF LONELINESS❞
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❝ Arte, now satisfied with sealing and hiding the doorway, went to the Terrace Garden. The night sky hovered above in the moon illuminated garden, the flowers dancing in the gently swaying breeze. It was quiet. Arte breathed in. The quiet had never heard better. There was no longer a war waging below with the sound of metal filling the air. No longer the sound of crying voices of those who had lost their loved ones. It was peaceful.
Arte had silently missed these days, the days were Fae's citizens all got along. Maybe, this Declaration is what is needed. To garner love that used to amongst the elements. He breathed deep the quiet of the night.
His ears picked up a cry. It was Bastion. Maybe the Little One was hungry, the poor thing had gone all day with out food. He looked over at the table on the terrace and waved a hand, food materialized. Along with fine spirits and deserts. "In the Garden." His voice quiet but it carries through the Atrium strong and clear. ❞
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❝I WANT TO FILL THAT VOID!❞
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2015 2:11 am
~Nereus Vorago~
~Water Tribe~
~Mysterious like the Ocean~
The Gallery was an incredibly beautiful and breathtaking space that Nereus Vorago had ever seen in his life. Of course thinking on his own home that was made for comfort and elegance with a simplicity in it's structure, size and overall place to live where his Water element could thrive held a different charm and resplendence than this fantastic place. It was fitting for this precious and historic moment for the Celebration to take place that would no doubt weave the next phase of their world yet more importantly be the next phase for Nereus Vorago's life to change. Yet these were just thoughts that rushed through Nereus' mind to keep himself, a seasoned warrior, from these sudden and rather annoying nerves that shuddered throughout his body from showing even if he was the picture of stillness. These nerves which he never felt since he was a small child were beginning to bother him greatly which meant the sooner he found the one here that called to his soul of souls the sooner he could propose, marry, leave and proceed to get to know his mate while at his home. That was a good plan since he had a lot of time to get to know the one who would share a life with him. It was also going to help break the way his long and tedious routine of eating, sleeping, fighting and doing that all over again to do something such as...have a conversation or hold someone close.
The tall elf in his formal outfit of a long sleeved tunic of the deepest and richest blue like the ocean with silver embroidered patterns that seemed to take the shapes of coral reef along the neckline and the wrist cuffs that were dotted with bright emeralds and sapphire gems evenly spaced on them fitting over a medium muscular build with a silver waist belt that hung low on his narrow hips. Underneath he wore well fitted slacks that hugged his muscled legs and ended with the finest black leather yet soft soled boots. Nereus' midnight blue hair was tied up in a high ponytail with a single strand on each side of his ear lightly draped over his shoulder with his bangs nearly covering over his eyes. Nereus' was the picture of elegance and coolness of the Water tribe. No doubt he was sure that his intended would be glad to have a mate that is easy on the eyes....that is until his battle scars were shown. Best not to think that far just yet." He thought to himself.
Using his eyes to scan the line, they stopped and landed on a specific young man. Stopping completely he turned to face where the young man was but did not approach as Nereus wanted to quickly assess this one that caught his attention over all the other ones that were unique and beautiful in their own way, in their own element.....This dark haired young man was scowling. There was no eye contact or perhaps there was and this young man that curiously stirred interest and...amusement indeed called out to his soul. Nereus took into great consideration the time he felt he had to pick a mate and since this one truly called to him Nereus for better or for worse would claim this interesting young man. Walking gracefully with great confidence and assurance, Nereus bowed slightly in front of the scowling dark haired male. Lifting up his hand and presenting him with the beautiful white diamond that have a precious white pearl encased inside. With those dark penetrating eyes, Nereus spoke directly in his deep rich voice that was as smooth and calm as the water. "Let Us be joined on this day of Celebration."
There was this curious sensation of hope in the deepest part of Nereus' soul.
~Turbulent like the Waves~
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