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Arcanis Obscura (runawayninja x mia)

runawayninja

Supernova
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Apr 29, 2010
The morning fog clung low and heavy to the ground making the area seem dark and gothic, despite the light of the morning peering through. The chill in the air was crisp and refreshing, not at all uncomfortable.

Along the road near the wooded area there was the slow clopping on a beast of burden slowly coming down the path. A large white mare was slowly walking down the road, as she had been trained to do in case her rider was unresponsive and presumably wounded. She was moving along the road to try and find help. Down the side of her white coat, pink was smeared and red running down. The rider was slumped over with blood slowly running along his arm as a large, thick arrow, meant for hunting men, not beasts, stuck from his back. The tip was covered with a thick sap that was probably meant to poison. He needed aid, badly.
 
A women, dressed in white, slowly wandered down the pathway, a bascet under her arm. She hummed a merry tune and was making her way back to the temple. On her way, a large, white beast with a man on it's back appeared. She was astonished to see the man bleeding, and quickly ran over. She looked him up and down, befre nodding and leading the horse with her down to the temple of the forest godess. She quickly tied up the horse, takig the man in and demanding medcal supply. She treated his wounds, extracting poisen from the blood and covering the wound. She laid the man in a close bed and sat by his side, as any good preistess would do. Her black hair covered her face as she watched over him, waiting for him to awaken.
 
The young man was very lovely to behold. Soft, delicate features like they were chiseled from fine marble, but at the same time, firm and masculine. He had long silvery hair and pale flesh that made him all the more hauntingly beautiful. He was tall and slender, athletic looking.

That night, there was a wild storm in the area. Rain came down and lightning flashed. The young man groaned in his sleep as cold sweat covered him. With and intense boom of thunder, he gasped out and bolted upright, looking around for the beast from his nightmares. He saw nothing of the kind, only a place he was unfamiliar with...and a lovely young maiden.

"Who are you? Where am I...?" He asked softly, looking at her, with intense, deep green eyes that appeared to glow softly in the dark.
 
The woman was slightly smaller than the man beholding her, her tan skin was apparent, and her green eyes shone out from under the mask of pitch-black hair. She gave him a sensere smile as he awoke, bowig her head.
"Ahhh, you are awake, wounded one, I am Jasmine, I found you in the woods not too far from here, wounded, so I brought you back here, to my temple and home to nurse you to health... This might seem confusing to you, but Your steed is safe is the stables, and you may stay here untill you feel better." she stood up and put a plate of food in front of him.
"Eat, you look starving, and don't be scared to call me if you need anything..."
She turned and lied down in a nearby bed, tired from watching him untill now.
 
He looked at her. She seemed nice enough and interested in his well being. "I'm Rafe." He said softly as he looked at her, taking her image and committing it to his memory. He started to eat, watching her lay down. He decided to let her rest since she had taken such care with him and once he finished he laid back to sleep until morning.
 
She fell asleep faster than she had imagened. It was almost immediate. She slept soundly, breathing softly.
The next morning, she was out of bed faster then almost anyone else in the temple, as t was her duty to ring the morning bell, and to alert everyone of the time and the day's events. After this ritual of hers, she went to check on her patient. She wandered into his room, with a glass of green liqued in her hand.
"Rafe! Rafe!" she shook him, holding the green liqued right unfront of his face.
"Rafe, I need you to drink this, it will help your wound heal much, much quicker..." this boy... Why was she so obsessed with caring for him? Oh well, he did need her help.
 
Rafe awoke at her calling and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He looked at her and yawned softly, taking the glass and slowly drinking the contents. He breathed softly and smiled a bit. "I feel much better this morning...thank you Jasmine for taking care of me...I owe you my life."

He slowly looked around the room. "So...Jasmine, could you tell me more about this place I'm in?"
 
She smiled at the grateful young man, and stood up to her full height. "It is my duty to take care of the sick and wounded that are found in this forest..."
She turned around quickly to bow to a large statue of a woman, surrounded by vines and animals.
"This is the temple of the godess of the forests, queen of nature... I became a preistess here when I found out about the sign she game me sence birth..." she looked at the boy.
"It is her you owe your life to, not me."
 
He smiled at her. "Well, I'll still say my thanks to you, Lady Jasmine." He slowly stood with some effort and looked at her, then around the temple. "Tell me, is there any way I can be of use to you? You have saved me, what can I do to help repay your kindness? Do you or one of your sisters need any aid? I am proficient in...certain arts."
 
Jasmine laughed, almost amused by his offer.
"No... Everything is perfect around here... The godess tends to all of our needs, the ground is fertile... The water is clear, the weather is perfect... Everything is so great... And boring..." her face suddenly lit up as she spun around.
"There is something you can do for me... Show me the outside world, for I haven't left the forest for years, remove me from this place, for everything that happens here is so boring!"
 
He tilted his head softly in confusion. "Boring? Aren't priestesses of the forest goddess supposed to be...content in the forest? And if you leave, can you continue to serve her? I'm not saying no...I just do not want you to get into trouble." He seemed kind and compassionate. He was still hurt some, but he was showing her so much concern.
 
She nodded at him, speaking from her heart.
"And there lies the problem... I am not content with the forest, I thought I was, and I tried, but I just can't be..." she sighed.
"Even if I do leave I still have to pay tribute to he once per week, but nothing like we have to do here... Oh please let ke leave this place with you!" she suddenly tuned red and turned around to grab a medicene box.
"I almost forgot, I need to change the dressings of your wounds..." she coulden't even seem to make up her mind on weather to talk to him like a real human or not.
 
He nodded slowly. "So long as you can pay your tribute, I will take you as you wish. But I need to stay here for a brief time to recover. I am not at my full strength yet." He turned his back to her an allowed her to dress his wound. Once she was finished, he stood up and grabbed something from his belongings. It looked like a small instrument, an ocarina. "I'm going into the woods to be alone for a brief time, I'll return for dinner."

He slowly slipped out of the temple. However, it started to become dark and he hadn't returned. It grew dark early in the forest because of all the trees.
 
Jasmine did her daily chores and duitys around the temple, untill it began tomget dark and the wounded man still hadn't returned. She began to get worried. The other sisters were eating ehn she decided to go out and look for him. She grabbed a lamp off of a table and went out into the woods, looking for him everywhere she went. She was dead silent, as any animal or person was dangerous at this point.
 
Once she got away from the temple, she heard a distinctive and alluring song that sounded like flute music. When she headed towards her, she came to a small clearing and what she saw probably shocked her.

Rafe was there, leaning up against a tree as he played the ocarina with a strange an alluring song. But his pants were down and before him was a Nymph, a capricious forest spirit that took the form of an amazingly beautiful fey woman with long pointed elven ears, long, silky, luxurious hair the color of fine silver, and skin that looked like fresh satin and had dark color with a slight look of green like the leaves of the trees. Her beauty was the kind that would make men lose their senses and make a straight woman pant, stare, and beg. She appeared to be in absolute bliss as her lips were wrapped around his monstrous looking cock, sucking firmly on it, her head bobbing along it's length like it was the key to the nectar of the gods. Her hands were the rest of his shaft and caressing his huge, pulsing balls as he just continued to play. She seemed to be under some kind of spell...but she didn't seem to mind.
 
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