[RPG] [SEI][TAS]Tales of Lek and Sennianus: The Weight of the World

[Kel]

Roleplay from Sennianus the Mad

Sennianus nodded and extended his hand. It was a far cry from what he 
wanted to do, but he managed to keep his calm. Barely... Lek looked at 
him, and shook his hand. The touch of her fingers sent a jolt through 
Sennianus' body. He swallowed the lump in his throat, and as he did so, 
felt like he had given himself away already.

"Lady Lek, I believe?" he said as coolly as possible. "I see you have 
Jormungandr with you."

Lek looked at the sword. "Still as good as when you gave it to me."

"Can I have it back, please?" he asked. His tone was less cold as he had 
hoped it would have been.

Lek stared at him, her eyes seemed to pierce through his head. She 
removed the sword from her belt and held it out in front of her. 
Sennianus took hold of the handle, but Lek did not release her grip just 
yet. For a few moments, they looked eachother in the eyes. Sennianus' 
hand trembled, until Lek let go of the scabbard.

"Thank you..." he mumbled while staring at the ground, "I'll be on my 
way then. I have to get back to Sandalak. My ship will leave soon."

He turned around and thought he was in the clear. But before he could 
set one step forward, he was stopped dead in his tracks.

"My love.", Lek said from behind him.
Sennianus the Mad Andrasta (Knight of Umkinnu)


Roleplay from Lek

Sennianus stood with his back to her, unmoving.  “My own beautiful man,” 
Lek closed the distance between them and pressed herself against his 
back, “You know me; I can see it in your eyes.  I can feel you 
trembling.”  She slid around him, never losing contact, and slipped 
under his arms.  “Don’t leave me.”

Sennianus didn’t speak.  He stared into her eyes with a look that was 
equal parts love and pain.  “Don’t pretend that you’re cold to me,” she 
murmured to him, “Tell me you love me, or tell me that you hate me, but 
there will be no coldness between us,” and, rising up on her toes, she 
took his face in her hands and drew it down towards her.

There was no more than a token resistance before he let his lips meet 
hers.  Lek kissed him gently, sweetly, with all the love that was in her 
heart.  After only a heartbeat, she felt his arms tighten around her, 
and then, with a groan, he was kissing her back, and there was nothing 
sweet or gentle about it.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave 
into the passion that she had been missing for so long.  For a dizzying 
moment, she was lost in his kiss and her heart soared.

When he broke the kiss and reached up to untangle her arms from him, she 
was confused.  Her brain was still whirling.  When he pushed away and 
stepped back, Lek looked at him baffled, and hurt.  “My love…what?”

Lady Lek Kindon (Lord)