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rhaella-rhavelli · 3 months

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For both sentimental and symbolic reasons, Rhaella’s favorite flower is the dandelion.

While most of the world views them as a weed, an unsightly nuisance in a garden of other flowers, Rhaella thinks they’re especially neat. They’re beautiful, full of nutrition, and make wonderful additions is various salves and tinctures for their anti-inflammatory properties.

Most of all, she admires their resilience, how they seem to grow no matter the terrain, climate, or conditions. How they will shoot up from cracks in the cobblestones with barely any space to make it a home, yet still thriving, golden-yellow among the gray.

When she had memories she could actually remember, young Rhaella would braid dandelion crowns, necklaces, and bracelets when she would run off to hide in the woods near her childhood home. Decorating herself with golden-yellow to escape the gray grief consuming her family. An act of thriving resilience taught to her by Rhavenna.

Rhaella’s older sister passed while Rhaella was still quite young. Her earliest memories of her sister were her bed-ridden and miserable, mourning for a life she didn’t get to live. Rhaella was angry at her sister for leaving her, and for refusing any attempts made by their parents to prolong her life.

It was late spring when she passed, and seemingly overnight the yellow dandelions turned into fuzzy white puffs. That afternoon, Rhavenna had taken Rhaella to the now-white dandelion fields and soothed Rhaella’s anger over her sister’s abandonment, and now, anger over the sudden transition of her favorite flowers to puffs that were too easily made bare by the slightest gust of wind. Rhaella thought they were leaving her, too.

“They haven’t left you, dear,” Rhavenna explained as she picked a puff and held it out to Rhaella. “They’ve just changed, so they can make a new journey.”

A gentle breeze blew as Rhavenna handed the dandelion to Rhaella. The fluffy white seeds appeared to float before being carried by the wind. Rhaella tried to grasp them in the air before they disappeared, but Rhavenna gently grabbed her hand, pulling her down onto her lap.

“Let them go, little Rhae. All things must change, but it doesn’t mean they have come to an end.”

Rhavenna picked up another puff and held it up to her face. Blowing gently, her breath guided the little white seeds to freedom, towards their new life. Rhaella watched them dance through the air, then gently float down into the tall grass nearby, disappearing from view.

“We can’t see it, but these seeds will make new dandelions next year,” Rhavenna said while gently finger-combing and braiding Rhaella’s hair. “What we love never really leaves us, even if we can’t see it or feel it anymore.”

Rhaella looked up at Rhavenna with questioning big blue eyes, brow drawn in thought. “….Sissy?”

“Yes,” Rhavenna kissed her temple. “Sissy, too.”

Rhaella thought quietly for a moment. “Sissy will be a dan-dee-lion?”

“No, no.” Rhavenna chuckled warmly. “She’s on a new journey. Death is not an ending, but a new beginning. Sissy is free.”

“Like the dan-dee-lions,” Rhaella said, finally understanding.

Together, they watched as a breeze picked up more fluffy seeds and carried them across the field, towards the setting sun. Rhaella imagined her sister’s soul floating along with them, towards her new beginning, wherever that may be.

The next spring, there were twice as many golden-yellow dandelions than before.

During the plague, Rhaella often thought of the dandelions and how, no matter what they went through, they would always come back. Resilient and a never-ending cycle of change and rebirth.

For each plague-victim she cared for and helped pass, she placed a dandelion in their hand before their bodies were carted away. A symbolic token for their new journey and a comforting promise of rebirth.

#rhaella Rhavelli #Rhavenna Rhavelli #rhaella ref #still haven’t given the sister a name #or the place where they’re from #or written a bio #but this I know

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calpalirwin · 4 years

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The Promise

Summary: Continuation of The Promise Part 1

A/N: I’M EMOTIONAL!!!!

Content: Dad!Ash and his growing family.

Word Count: 1.7K

And away, and away we go!

Part 2

Ashton’s phone rang shrilly. “Fuck, I’m so sorry,” he giggled pulling out his phone. He rolled his eyes as he answered the phone. “Seriously, Cal? You guys do this to us every damn time.”

“Yeah, well we got a situation on our hands, mate,” Calum replied in a clipped tone. “Nora! Talk to your dad!”

Ashton heard his daughter scream in the background. “I don’t want to talk to him! I said leave me alone!”

Ashton chuckled. “Can I finish my date, or?”

“I dunno, mate. She’s locked herself in the bathroom. Her attitude is through the roof. I haven’t seen her this bad in… fuck, how long has it been?”

Ashton chuckled again, remembering all too well. “Alright, alright. Be there in 10.”

“Super dad duty calls?” she chuckled as Ashton ended the call.

He offered her his hand as he stood up, taking her with him. “C’mon, darling. Let’s go see why our babysitters suck this time.”

~~~

“Daddy?” Nora’s voice whispered in the dark, followed by a loud sniff.

Ashton rubbed the sleep from his eyes, yawning. “What’s wrong, love?”

“I want Mommy,” was the heartbroken response before the six year old was crawling in next to him, and her tears were soaking his shirt.

“Shh, love,” he soothed, now wide awake and moving to cradle his daughter. “We’ll go see her tomorrow, okay?”

“Can we call her?” she sniffed.

“Call her?” he asked, confused. “Love, we can’t call her. I wish we could, but we’ll go see her tomorrow, okay? First thing, I promise.”

“No, not Momma. Call Mommy!”

Ashton blinked. Maybe he was still half-asleep, but he could’ve sworn Nora just called Y/N “mommy”. “Y/N? You want me to call Y/N?”

“Yeah! Mommy!”

“Oh! Yeah, love, we can call Mommy.” He grabbed his phone, not even glancing at the time as he pulled up her contact and hit call.

“Ash?” he voice mumbled sleepily as she picked up on the first ring. “Ash, it’s… 2 am. What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, darling. Nora wanted you.”

“Mommy!” Nora said, grabbing the phone. “Mommy, I miss you!”

“Sweetie, hi!”

Ashton laid back against the pillows, a smile on his face, listening to Nora talk with Y/N. “Baby, you’re insane,” he whispered.

The night air blew at the curtain by his open window.

“Alright, alright,” he chuckled.

“Daddy? Who are you talking to?”

“I’m talking with Momma, love. See the curtain moving?”

“Momma’s here?”

“Momma’s always here.”

“Can Mommy always be here, too?”

“I dunno,” he shrugged, taking the phone back from Nora. “What do you say, darling? Move in with us?”

“I’d love too. Goodnight my sweeties. I love you”

“Good night, Mommy! Love you!”

“Good night, darling, I love you.” He put his phone back on his nightstand and watched the curtain blow widely. “Yes, good night to you too, baby,” he giggled.

The curtain continued to blow.

“Yeah? You think?”

“What’s Momma saying Daddy?”

He got out of bed and opened his sock drawer, pulling out a small ring box. A ring he never got the chance to give Katie. “But this was supposed to be yours, baby.”

“What is it, Daddy?” appearing at his side.

Ashton crouched down to show his daughter the ring. “I was supposed to give this to Momma. Do you think Mommy would like it?”

Nora’s eyes went wide. “Marry Mommy?”

“Is that okay? Can I marry Mommy? Can she join our family?”

Nora clapped her hands excitedly, bouncing on her feet. “Yes, yes, yes!”

The curtain blew softly for the rest of the night.

~~~

“Mommy, Daddy!” Sebastian hollered, crashing into his parents as they walked in the door.

“Seb! Where’s Nora and your uncles?” Y/N asked their five year old son.

“And why aren’t you in bed?” Ashton added, raising an eyebrow.

Sebastian shrugged his shoulders. “They’re all busy. Uncy Mikey said he’d play with me and he didn’t.” The little boy crossed his arms.

Ashton scooped up the boy and started for the staircase. “You will have to play with Uncy Mikey another night, okay? You need to be in bed, bubba.”

“Nora, just come out of the ba- Ash! Y/N! You’re here!” Calum said, hurriedly rushing over to the pair and wrapping them in a hug. “We’ll take Seb. You can deal with her.”

~~~

“I love you, darling” he murmured as he pulled out of the kiss. Then, he was sinking himself down on his knees, pulling out the small box. “You make me happier than I ever thought was possible. You’ve never tried to fill in that piece of me that I felt I was missing, but instead opened up a whole different piece and made it your own. We love you, and we want to spend our lives with you, as a family. Marry me Y/N?”

“Ash,” she breathes, tears in her eyes. Her gaze shifted to Nora, who was watching with her big wide eyes. “Nora.”

“Say yes, Mommy. Please!” Nora begged.

“Yes!” Y/N laughed, a hand reaching out to ruffle Nora’s hair before Ashton was scrambling to his feet and spinning both his girls around in circles, their laughs echoing around them.

In the corner of the room, the curtain blew.

~~~

“Nora, can I come in, love?” Ashton asked, rapping his knuckles against the bathroom door.

“Go away!”

“Love, come on.”

The door flung open and he smiled gratefully at his daughter, her eyes red from tears, her hair a wild mess. “Hey, love. Can we talk?” he asked, keeping his voice soft.

Nora let loose a wild scream and slammed the door in his face. “LEAVE ME ALONE!”

Ashton pinched the bridge of his nose, taking slow steady breaths. “Don’t get mad, don’t get mad. Baby, she got your attitude, you know that, yeah?”

Y/N chuckled and patted Ashton’s chest affectionately. She adored the way he still talked to Katie when he thought no one was listening. “Let me try?”

Ashton nodded and kissed her forehead, forever grateful for the woman in front of him.

Y/N knocked on the bathroom door. “Sweetie, it’s me. Can I come in?”

The door opened a crack and Nora’s arm reached out to grab Y/N’s, dragging the woman inside before the door slammed again.

~~~

“Hey, baby,” Ashton smiled, running his fingers over the tombstone. “Sorry, I don’t get over here as much anymore. Life’s been… well,” he broke off in a chuckle as he sat down. “You know. I know you know. I know you’ve been watching. Nora is growing more like you every day. Can you believe she’s seven already? I still remember when we brought her home. God, she was so small.”

He paused to wipe at his face and chuckle again. “I know I don’t say it enough. I know I was angry with you for a while. I mean, I love you. How could I want to be with anybody else? I was supposed to be with you. But, I get it now. Well, I think I got it the moment I met her. I mean, I know Crystal set us up, but part of me knows you had a lot to do it with. You never could leave well enough alone, could you, baby? I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for wasting time being angry with you. I know now you just wanted to make sure Nora and I were taken care of. And we are. Y/N is so wonderful. I still can’t believe she married me. Did I tell you we’re having a son? God, Nora’s so fuckin’ excited to be a big sister. God, baby, I’m so happy. And I’m so sorry. And I’m so… so many things, it’s crazy. But you knew that already.”

He was about to continue when he got tackled from behind with a loud, “Daddy!”

“Love!” he greeted, pulling Nora over his shoulder, listening to her laugh with glee. “Did you and Mommy have fun?”

“Yeah! We bought Seb some presents. Hi, Momma! Did Daddy tell you about Seb?” And just like that, Nora was chattering away, catching her mom up on all her adventures.

“How ya doing, Ash?” Y/N asked, wrapping her arms around Ashton’s shoulders and kissing his cheek.

“I’m okay,” he answered honestly, kissing at the knuckles around her wedding band.

Her eyes were worried as she peered at his face, reading him, studying him. “You sure?”

He nodded. “Yeah, darling. Never been more sure of anything in my life.”

“Family photo?” she asked, waving her phone.

“Family photo,” he grinned. “Nora, let’s take a family picture!”

“You and Nora first,” Y/N instructed as they crowded around the tombstone.

“Not a chance, darling,” Ashton said, reaching out his hand to pull her down with him and Nora.

“Yeah, Mommy, we’re all a family.”

“Thank you, Katie,” Y/N murmured under her breath so they wouldn’t hear her. But they heard her. And they grinned bigger.

~~~

The bathroom door opened and Nora walked out with Y/N, smiles on both their faces. “Well?” Ashton asked impatiently.

Nora rolled her eyes and huffed. “I just needed Mom, okay?”

“Okay, but could you do it without the attitude next time?”

The girl gave another roll of her eyes. “Could you not get me a babysitter? I’m thirteen. I can watch Seb by myself. I’m a…” her voice dropped to a whisper, “a woman, now, Dad.”

Ashton’s eyes went wide and he looked at Y/N, who just shrugged. “She’s right, Ash. She’s not a little girl anymore. We’re off to the pharmacy.”

Both women kissed his cheek and then they were bounding down the stairs. From the open bathroom door, he saw the curtain blowing. He clicked his tongue and chuckled. “Yeah, I can’t believe it either.”

“Who are you talking to, Daddy?” Sebastian’s voice piped up behind him, making him jump.

He reached down to pick up his son. “I’m talking with Katie, bubba.”

His eyes lit up and he waved at the curtain. “Hi, Momma!”

The curtain blew more.

Sebastian giggled. “Daddy?”

“Yeah, bubba?”

“Can we all go see Momma tomorrow?”

Ashton smiled and hugged Sebastian tighter to him. “That sounds wonderful, bubba. Think Mommy and Sissy will like that?”

He nodded excitedly. “Mhm! We love Momma.”

“Me too,” he murmured, eyes locked on the curtain that was still blowing in the wind. He would always love Katie and the promise he made.

~~~

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canid-slashclaw · 4 years

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The Outliers - A Guild Wars Love Story

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapters 10 and 11,Chapter 12, Chapter 13 Chapter 14

Dear Miss Mouthy,

Hard to believe that it's been over a month since we saw each other. It seems like only yesterday since I looked into those honey-colored eyes of yours. Since then, I've never been able to look at a bed of hay the same way again. And where'd you learn to kiss like that?? I didn't know charr kissed like humans.

Anyway, the army has blessed me with cold showers so at least it helps maintain my sanity. And speaking of the army... our Seraph platoon has been transferred to Sparkfly Fen. I can't say much due to security reasons, but the foe we are now facing are, shall we say, not among the living.

I've named my revolvers Sweetpea (my dad's) and Lulu. (your dad's). Truth is, I can slaughter an army with those things. Oh, and Bob has claimed his share of rotten heads as well... so no saying anything bad about Bob.

Cynthia is in line for promotion to Second Lieutenant and Brad has just made sergeant. Both of them are fine soldiers and good friends.

So how are things going with you in kitty land?

Love,

Your barn fire-setting beau - Kaleb.

"Hey! Steelblade - get that mangy flea-bitten tail of yours over here, now!"

Krenesh Howlingblade yelled as he and his other closest warband comrade, Navina Bladeflurry, were huddled on the barracks floors laughing while sharing some peculiar works of human literature.

Amalthia Steelblade, now a soldier, slid through the opening in the tent as she stood at attention.

"Reporting for duty, sir!"

"At ease, soldier. Come sit down."

"Yes sir."

Amalthia sat in a circle cross-legged along with her warband companions as their leader, Krenesh, handed her one of the peculiar human books. As she opened the pages, her eyes were greeted with an array of some of the most provocative illustrations she had ever seen.

"One of our scouts found those under the beds in some houses located in an abandoned human village in the Ruined front. And now our people have to work with these perverts? Disgusting!"

"You're telling me. I would get a mouth full of spurs if I did anything like that to you Kren," Navina Bladeflurry said with a laugh.

"And here I thought I was brought here for an intelligence briefing. So much for that, I suppose," Amalthia said sarcastically.

"Oh... but you were, squirt. If we are to be all nicey-nice with these sacks of meat then we gotta learn how they think. My impression of them thus far remains far from positive," Krenesh said laconically as he tossed one of the obscene pieces of literature towards the edge of the bed.

Amalthia perused the objectionable material, studying the various mating positions that humans engaged in. Very carefully, she committed them to memory but always being careful not to let the rest of her warband catch onto this fact.

"I hope you don't mind, sir, if I do a little Ash Legion work on these oh-so disgusting pieces of filth."

"Oh by Burnfur's bottom... I didn't need to see that. Can I go somewhere and vomit now?" Navina said, as she held up an illustration of a female human receiving anal penetration from a norn-sized male.

"I swear, if you - or any other male for that matter - even thinks of doing something like that with me, I'll rip more than just the two round things located between your ears," Navina growled then flung the illustrated material to the ground.

"You know, when I was accepted into this warband, I thought I would be fighting amongst a group of charr who had wills of steel and stomachs of iron. Isn't it amazing how a few dirty pictures can turn my bandmates into squeamish sissies," Amalthia chuckled while gathering up the various pieces of cringe-worthy literature.

Moments later, Legionnaire Agnor Gristleback threw open the tent flap as the rush of displaced air caused loose leaves of the obscene material to go flying throughout the tent. The trio tried desperately to seize the fluttering pieces of paper before their commanding officer had a chance to see what a was actually transpiring.

"You three were supposed to check in at camp HQ five minutes ago. Get those shit-stained tails of yours moving now!"

Navina and Krenesh immediately stood up and gave their superior a full-standing salute. Amalthia, meanwhile, was preoccupied with attempting to retrieve the incriminating pieces as best she could. Agnor glared as she danced about apparently ignoring his presence. Her two bandmates made a desperate series of strange noises hoping to snap her out of her single-minded mission.

"Did you fail to notice the presence of a superior officer, soldier? Or are you just trying to find a way of really pissing me off?"

"Neither, sir. Our warband was just doing a little cross-cultural research on our newfound human allies. I would not be a good soldier if we didn’t gain a proper understanding of how our human friends tick," Amalthia said as she began snatching up more pieces of the offensive literature that had fallen around Agnor's feet.

Suddenly, the stalwart Legionnaire let out a laugh that could be heard clear across the base camp.

"That had to be the most creative piece of bovine scatology that I've heard since commanding this outfit. You just made my day, soldier!"

The big charr gave a hearty salute as he backed away from the tent. Navina, Krenesh and Amalthia too returned his gesture.

"Now get your asses to the patrol station, pronto!" Agnor bellowed as he was leaving before seconds later turning back around then pointing under the bed. "You missed a piece over there, soldier. It's the one with the naked human kneeling behind a sheep."

***

The Blade warband marched westward from their camp at Deathblade's Watch. They were assigned to patrol the parameter of Foulbear Kraal keeping a sharp eye out for any signs of ogre activity. Leading the party, Krenesh took point while Amalthia and Navina covered the flanks. Mia Windreaver and Bogo Flutterblade were tasked with covering the rear.

High overhead, the midday sun scorched the landscape while gusty winds whipped up a flurry of dust devils. The powdery sand burned both eyes and lungs as the warband hunkered down to seek respite from the stifling heat.

"Someone toss me a canteen, I'm blowing enough snot out of my snout to build a sandcastle," shouted Navina who was hunched over trying expectorate the excess silt from her mouth.

Amalthia handed her bandmate an extra container of water along with a bandana. "This piece of cloth might save you from a not of unnecessary discomfort. Use one next time, silly."

Krenesh stopped for a moment then pointed towards a rocky impression located several yards in the distance. "That looks like a cave. We'll set up camp over there."

To their fortune, the Blades found a small nook that provided just enough of a buffer from the hostile elements. As they began to unfurl their supplies, the five bandmates built a campfire then huddled around sitting cross-legged in a semi-circular fashion.

"Yer lookin' mighty disappointed, squirt. Spit it out," Krenesh growled as he looked in Amalthia's general direction.

"I think Navina needs to do the spitting, sir."

"Little Miss Mouthy at it again, eh? I've heard all about that potent little puss of yours."

Amalthia looked at her warband leader and said laconically. "Just bored, that's all. I was honestly expecting more action."

"Oh. You'll see plenty of action, sweetie. Trust me on that one," Navina said between hacking coughs.

"Mouthy is right... one month and no action... this IS boring," Mia interjected while tracing some random circle in the dirt.

"Speaking of monthly action... I'm coming into season in the next few days. When that happens, you'll be getting plenty of action from me - isn't that right, Kren?" Navina smiled devilishly at her mate.

"Is that all you two ever talk about whenever we go on these missions?" Amalthia looked at her banmate 'sister' with a raised eyebrow.

"War is ten percent action followed by ninety percent sheer and utter boredom. What else is there to talk about other than sex?" Krenesh said with a hearty chuckle.

"Whenever you're done with him, Vina, he's mine next," Mia said with a smile and a wink.

Amalthia looked around feeling unexpectedly awkward around the conversation. "Does anyone know what happened to Bogo?"

"Hrmph! That weirdo never likes to sit amongst his mates whenever we have these conversations. He's never shown interest in any of you three gals. Why is that?" Krenesh chuffed as he threw some pebbles into the campfire.

"I'll go check on him." Amalthia stood up then walked over towards the edge of the nook. She saw Bogo’s lone form sitting down, looking towards the far horizon.

She approached from behind then sat down right beside him. "Hey big fella. Not wanting to be social, I take it."

He shook his head then looked at her with his pale blue eyes and said in a downtrodden tone. "There's nothing they are talking about that interests me."

Looking into those somber eyes, Amalthia suddenly realized something. She reached into her jerkin then pulled out a stack of the obscene pieces of literature she had collected earlier. After thumbing through several of the illustrations, she found one that depicted two naked men engaging acts of carnal pleasure with each other.

"Here. Take it," Amalthia said as she shoved the illustration into the palm of his clawed hand.

Bogo looked at the piece then suddenly his eyes began to light up. "Uhhh. Why are you showing me this? It's disgusting!"

Crossing her legs and giving him a wide-fanged smile, Amalthia chuckled. "Use your imagination! Picture two male charr instead."

"Wha!?" Bogo choked as his eyes went wide with surprise.

"It's okay, Bogo. I don't care. In fact, I think it's rather cute how you react whenever you see other males bathing in the river without their clothes on."

"Uhhh. I... ohh, is it that obvious?"

Amalthia laughed. "It's all over your face. Now who's the cute brute?"

He held his breath for a moment before exhaling the name.

"Tovu."

"Do you mean Tovu Whistlewind? Ha! I should have known!" Amalthia gave him an affectionate tap on the shoulder.

"Please don't tell Kren or anyone else. I'll have my teeth pulled and then I'll be placed in front of a firing squad if anyone ever found out," Bogo said nervously.

"Don't worry, Bogo. Your secret's safe with me. And trust me when I say that we all have our little secrets," Amalthia said with a wink as they sat together for the next half hour talking about various mundane things.

When she arrived back at the camp, Amalthia noticed that all of her bandmates had stripped themselves of their gear and were sleeping on the ground wearing only the pelts they had been born with. Krenesh and Mia were cuddled together while Navina lay off to the side purring in contentment.

As Amalthia approached, one of Navina's eyes sprang open and she quickly shot up to greet her diminutive bandmate.

"What a pity you missed all the action. Did you and Bogo have some fun too?" She asked with a sly wink.

Amalthia shook her head. "Our relationship isn't like that. But I'm happy that the three of you got your grooves on. By the way... I thought you were not in season?"

"Hey! That doesn't mean I have to wait. Anywhoo... I'm still feeling the urge. Wanna do some kit on kit?"

"Um. Hell no!" Amalthia bristled.

"Oh. So touchy! You're not one of those... lifers are you?"

"Lifer?"

"You know, the kind that refuses to share themselves with anyone other than that one 'special' partner."

"You make it sound like a bad thing."

"No. Not at all, sister. I think it's pretty neat that you have someone so special that you are willing to make such a sacrifice," Navina walked over as she affectionately stroked Amalthia's golden mane with her cinnamon-colored hand.

Amalthia looked up at her much larger bandmate and smiled.

Navina held Amalthia closer then asked. "Who is this special someone? I would very much like to know more about them."

Looking briefly into Navina's eyes, Amalthia reached behind her bandmate's head then pulled her in as their furry muzzles locked in a brief but passionate embrace of the tongues. Stunned by what had just happened, Navina backed away.

"Ugh! Isn't that something humans do with each other?"

Amalthia smiled at her. "Admit it, you liked it!"

Navina pursed her lips for a moment then nodded. "I kinda did, in fact. You are welcome to do it again to me anytime. Round two?"

"No. That was only a sampler. Now that I showed ya how to do it, you can do it to both Mia and Kren. This muzzle is reserved for only one," Amalthia smiled as her ears twitched in excitement.

"That must one lucky kitty ya have there. Is he as faithful toward you?"

"He has no reason to be otherwise."

"What's the name of his warband?"

Amalthia rolled her eyes, then placed her clawed finger to the bottom of her lip as she thought about it for a moment. "Grim. Yes, the Grim warband."

"What's his name?"

"Kaleb Grimwald." Amalthia replied.

"Kaleb Grimwald, eh? That's a pretty weird name for a charr. No matter... what’s he look like?"

"He's tall for his type, broad and very horny," came Amalthia's carefully worded but vague description.

"You really aren't giving me specifics. C'mon! Now really... tell me what he looks like!"

Amalthia looked at her non-clothed 'sister' and smiled. "You have an imagination, so use it."

"Fine. Keep your closest warband sister in the dark. Just see if I..."

Bogo suddenly ran into the camp shouting at the top of his lungs. "Ogres approaching!" (Chapter 14 is also up on Google Docs)

#gw2 fanfic #the outliers #tyriaslibrary #charr #amalthia steelblade #gw2 romance

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