timeskips ahoy

[iconoclassist]

[So. Some time has passed on all these adventures. Eventually, people did settle down--well, some of them. Oryn's trading is doing well, Tora and his wife were, one presumed, well-off and not eating people. Sanaz had, of course, wandered off again, but such things were expected.

In the case of a certain elf, she had said there was some business she needed to sort through in Ra-Zehman, but in deference to how badly the desert agreed with him, been incredibly stubborn on sending Konstantin home ahead.

Which brings us to today, where a cloaked, tall woman has wandered right on into the castle, freaking out the guards who swore they never saw her come in, followed by a gleaming white stag and, one assumes, a veritable menagerie somewhere outside waiting.

What do.]

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[iconoclassist]

All the time in the world, eh...?

[Well, then, she's going to reach up to play with his hair, maybe stroke his cheek, while she's at it.]

That's a question you do kind of have to answer directly, you know. Not because I don't know, but...

[There's sort of a principle involved, here.]

[fieldarcanum]

[His hair is about the same as ever, still long enough to dangle. He's cool to the touch, even now.]

You mean as to me marrying you... hm. Well, it would be quite a statement, having an elf as the royal consort.

[iconoclassist]

Given my...performance in the throne room, I doubt it'll be a particularly shocking one, though.

[Sighing, faintly.] I guess this is a human thing, to make such a huge fuss over who marries whom?

[fieldarcanum]

We live only a scant hundred years, and are cognizant or of able body for even less. Relationships are rather important to such fleeting lives.

[iconoclassist]

It isn't as though they aren't to us, that wasn't what I meant.

I more meant...well, an elven wedding, as the concept comes for us, is more getting drunk and ritualistic sex and body paint for about twelve hours.

[fieldarcanum]

Is there anything in your culture that isn't an excuse to fuck, really?

[Staring down at her because seriously.]

[iconoclassist]

[Snickering.] Plenty of things. But it's so hard for us to conceive, recreational fucking became the norm just to encourage more babies. So is fooling around until you find the right person...after all, it isn't as though they come with a sign on their head, and we live so long, picking someone to stay with the rest of your life is a heavy decision.

So why not have fun when we actually find them?

[fieldarcanum]

I'll just admit it's a concept that doesn't make much sense to me, but it does explain a fair bit about you.

[He'll roll to sit up, though.]

My consort until death... Are you certain? You could return home yet.

[iconoclassist]

It wouldn't really be home anymore.

[She's watching him, for a minute, before sitting up.] I am certain. If all the time on the road had not proved it to me...these past two years confirmed it.

[fieldarcanum]

Very well. I will inform the court, I'm sure they'll have some ritual for it. You are mine, as I am yours, Shirin.

[He laughs a bit.]

Rather simple, that.

[iconoclassist]

Doesn't need to be complicated.

[Who's getting a kiss? He's getting a kiss!]

[fieldarcanum]

[He is okay with a kiss, it turns out. He is even very good at them when propery enthused by the prospect, she may find out.]

[iconoclassist]

[She's going to keep it up, then, if he's that enthusiastic. She's rather enthusiastic herself.]

[fieldarcanum]

[He will break the kiss because he does have to breathe eventually, though.]

Certain you'll be fine without trees to sleep in, though?

[iconoclassist]

[Snerking and biffing him lightly.]

Keep that up and I'm growing a tree in the courtyard.

[fieldarcanum]

It'll take ages for it to support your weight. Better get used to columns.

[Poking her in the nose, then.]

[iconoclassist]

[Counterboops.]

Might be more interested in that bath you mentioned, right now.

[fieldarcanum]

I'm sure you can hear it.

[He gestures over his shoulder.]

If not, I can check, I'm sure.

[iconoclassist]

Care to join me?