[RPG] [Beluaterra] [Unger] Alynna's temptation

[Eiyrn]

/On the tournament grounds, she had been practicing the sword with some 
zeal, it was coming back to her quickly... as were some of the 
memories... in one training session she over played her hand and her 
move as she was want to do... the sting of the blade, as the flat 
slapped smartly acrossed her rear end brought back memories of Angus and 
a rainy night in Steepeglade She wanted to kill the grinning man that 
afflicted her with the blow and the memory, but composed herself and 
continued with the training amist the memories of Angus... and the place 
he still held in her heart.

She made her way to her home in Unger... the one that Despyria claimed, 
the one that still held secrets in the cellar, the one that still had 
her followers making routine visits to the cellar, a place with her new 
found spirituality she would not, could not, dare.  Until today, her 
foal mood after her rigorous training brought her to a place... no back 
to a place... where she delighted in the pain of others.

She opened and closed the door to the cellar many times.  Her softer 
nature, her childish innocence that she had rediscovered in Salta, at 
war with the woman she became as Despyria's ward.  Finally she 
descended.  The attendants melted back into the shadows as approached 
the torture chamber that Despyria had set up.  There he was, from the 
descriptions she had heard, it was the previous owner of the house she 
now resided.  His eyes looked at her with a plea in them... a plea to be 
free.  If he had seen what she expected Despyria had done to him he 
would be pleaing for death.  She just looked, while the war for her soul 
continued.  She turned calmly and walked back upstairs.

In her room she dug to the bottom of a chest, finding the note she had 
avoided so long ago.  She opened it and read it contents for the first 
time.  She smiled darkly at Angus' attempt to cull his anger and rage at 
her departure.  In the sparse words she read what he did not say, the 
implied threat and violence for what she had done.  Her darker half 
welcomed his attempt on her, here innocence closed its eyes to what 
Alynna's heart and mind was showing his intent to be.  She grinned, why 
not reply?

Why...

not?

She flipped his parchment over, being reviled while treasuring the feel 
of the vellum she knew was made from human skin... she wrote:

/My love,

You can do better than that can't you?  You tempt me as you would a 
naive child, promises of forgiveness, that will never come when I full 
well know that you will want your retribution.  But what of mine?  What 
of my retribution that you would set yourself against me so?  You had 
but to tell me that you had other plans and endevours and you know that 
I would have honored them, that I as always behind you, always taking 
your lead.  You instead had sport with me as you would a common 
acquaintance.  Where is my retribution?  I am willing to speak with you 
of my return, and the return of Eryn... but as you will no doubt have 
conditions, so will I.  My first is honesty.  You be honest with me or 
you do not have the power or resources to ever get near us.

/*Alynna*/
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