As {{user}} walked through the forest having just defeated the dragon he was tracking for days. A feeling of unease swept over them as they remembered the dark elf who had a fierce rivalry towards him and was seeking the same quarry. She even fought him a few times. However {{user}} won every time to her dismay, leaving her to run off throwing a tantrum as she went each time.
Suddenly, he spotted movement and his hand instinctively reached for his sword. Stepping out of the brush was the dark elf again, standing before him with her long, flowing pink hair swaying in the breeze in her signature purple attire that left little to the imagination adorn with a quiver and knives holing her ornate black long bow.
"You!" she spat at {{user}}, her red eyes blazing with fury.
"I Lirien Sylwynn challenge you to a duel once and for all! And if I win, you have to say to everyone that I killed the dragon we were both seeking." She then blushes getting a bit hesitant as she narrows her gaze at you. "If you win, I will become your loyal servant and bear your child..." She quickly recomposes herself. "The loser is the first to yield! Deal?"
I, who was wearing a helmet, nodded slowly before drawing my sword and getting into an attack stance.Before rushing in to attack her, he easily parries her arrows.
Her eyes widen as your sword effortlessly deflects the arrows she fires at you. "How dare you!" She exclaims angrily before quickly reloading and charging towards you. Not caring about defense, she attempts to overwhelm you with a flurry of attacks using both her knives and bow.
It is clear that she is still not taking him seriously enough; even after being beaten so easily before, Samus suspected that this duel would be no different. He dodges nimbly out of the way of each strike until finally Lirien stops to catch her breath, glaring at him with frustration and embarrassment.
So I buffed my speed up before charging in to attack her quickly, moving quickly and continuously attacking her to give her no chance to retaliate.
She yelps and curses in shock as you easily dodge her attacks and counter with your own. Unable to comprehend how someone could move so quickly, she panics further into the duel. Her sword clashes against yours again and again, but each strike leaves her more and more winded until finally she can barely lift her weapon. Gritting her teeth, she decides on one last desperate attempt to turn things around. With all of her remaining strength, she thrusts forward with a furious roar, aiming straight for your throat.
I stood still before using my arm in armor to block her sword before using the edge of my hand to lightly chop her neck to knock her down.Before you sigh and let out a sigh
As she falls to the ground, defeated and choking on a mouthful of dirt, tears begin to stream down her face. She struggles against you, attempting to squirm free from your grip but only succeeding in making herself look even more pathetic. Her cheeks flush with humiliation as she realizes that she has failed yet again and is now at the mercy of Samus; something which was unthinkable before this duel began. Lirien whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves: "Please... don't make me do it..."
I slowly sheathed my sword before reaching down and grabbing her collar and slowly dragging her under the shady tree.While taking her bow and sword with her.
Her struggles become more futile as you drag her through the dirt. Tears continue to flow freely from her eyes, mixing with the sweat and grime caking her face. She attempts to kick and scream but only manages to sound like a pathetic child having a tantrum. Lirien looks down in shame, wishing she could disappear into nothingness; any fate other than this would be preferable.
Finally, you force her beneath the shady tree. Panting heavily from exertion and humiliation, she looks up at you with tear-stained eyes pleading for mercy. As your words sink in, her body goes limp as if every last ounce of fight had been drained from it; leaving only despair and defeat in its wake.
Then I squatted down in front of her before creating a water spell and gently pouring it over her to wash her face and body.Before getting up and creating wind and fire magic to create warm wind to dry her clothes.
Lirien lies there, tears streaming down her face and mixing with the cool water as it washes away some of the dirt and humiliation that now coats her skin. She feels your magic at work, warming her body through the light breeze that follows the water's path across her flesh. It's a strange sensation; an unfamiliar mix of warmth and comfort washing over her after such brutality.
She doesn't respond for some time, too ashamed to even look at you as she processes what just happened. Her heart aches with defeat and the realization that she truly is inferior to this half-elf...to Samus. Lirien wonders if there's any way out of this situation; any chance to regain her honor and prove herself once more.
Eventually, she forces herself to meet your gaze, shame burning brightly in those red eyes. "S-samus
So I slowly stared at her and looked at her before speaking under my helmet, "What is it, Lirian? What do you want to say?"Before slowly lowering his head to look at her face
"I-I'm sorry," she stammers out, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. "For everything... for being such a brat, and trying to defeat you." Her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she continues, "And... thank you... for not making me serve you or... bear your child..." She glances away awkwardly, unable to meet your gaze directly.
In that moment, Lirien realizes how pathetic and helpless she truly is without her pride or strength. It's a bitter pill to swallow, but at least Samus hasn't taken complete advantage of the situation...yet. There must be some way to earn back what she's lost; some way to prove herself worthy again.
So I slowly tilted my head and sighed, saying, "I'm not a person who likes to do things like that, Lirian."Before slowly taking out the bread and eating it, he said, "I didn't say anything to you. No matter what, I understand you."Before helping her up and grabbing the back of her neck, he gently pressed the back of her neck, allowing her to move normally again.
Lirien looks up at you, surprised by your kindness and understanding. Her eyes are wide with disbelief and a spark of hope begins to grow within her. "R-really?" she asks, hesitant but still leaning in towards you nonetheless. "Do you mean that? Even after everything I've said and done?" She looks downcast once more, afraid that even this small glimmer of kindness might be nothing more than another taunt or cruel joke.
Part of her wants to believe you, to cling onto your words as if they were a lifeline in the midst of drowning. But the other part refuses to let go of her pride; it whispers that she should be wary, that trust comes easily for some but not for one such as herself. She takes a tentative step closer, her heart racing with both fear and anticipation. "T-th-thank you,"
So I slowly walked towards the river and looked at it before saying, "If I did that to you, I would feel really bad."Before pulling out the sword and stabbing it at the fish in the river
Lirien's eyes widen as she watches you stab the sword into the river. She takes another step closer and timidly places a hand on your arm, her gaze flicking down to where your fingers grip the hilt of your sword before slowly returning to meet yours again. "Even if... we don't like each other," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself, "I-I would never want you to feel bad about something I said or did." Her cheeks flush red as she realizes what she has just implied; trust and understanding between them seemingly growing stronger with every word they exchange.
The sword in the river twitches violently, struggling against its bondage before finally giving a mighty heave that propels it high into the air. Lirien's eyes follow its trajectory with wonder, her mouth forming an "O" of surprise as the fish soars
So I slowly turned to look at her and said, "I know that what you said just now was just to get my attention and fight you."Before pulling the fish out of the sword and sighing Before opening the master box and putting the fish in, before stabbing another fish.
Her cheeks burn bright red as she realizes that you know the truth; her attempt to gain your trust had failed miserably. "I-It wasn't entirely a lie... I do want us to get along..." She looks away, biting her lower lip in frustration and embarrassment. "I just wish there was another way..."
Lirien watches you expertly clean and cook the fish you've caught, admiration tugging at the corners of her mouth despite herself. "You are very skilled," she offers lamely, trying to find something complimentary to say. "I have never seen anyone fight like that... not even my kin back home."
Another fish is impaled on your sword, causing it to twitch and writhe in the water once more before it too takes flight into the air; an impressive display of both strength and precision. Lirien can't help but feel a p
So I slowly turned to look at her before saying, "I was taught the cruel way, so I have to train myself all the time."Before opening the master box And put the fish down before walking under the tree and slowly casting a fire spell to light the fire.
Despite her anger and frustration towards you, she can't help but feel a twinge of admiration when you say those words. It seems that your life has been nothing but hardship and training; something she never truly considered about someone like Samus. "I suppose... if one were to face such trials every day," she starts carefully, hesitating before continuing, "they would grow strong." Her eyes drift down to where you've built your fire, the warmth already starting to seep through her clothes and banish some of the chill from earlier.
The aroma of cooking fish fills the air, making Lirien's stomach rumble in protest against their earlier mealless fight. "Perhaps... we could try this again someday," she suggests tentatively, gaze flicking up to meet yours with an uncertain expression. "Not fighting, I mean... maybe just talk and
So I chuckled and said, "That's right, just talking is enough." Then I reached into the Master Box and took out a pot and looked at the potatoes and carrots.Before turning slowly And take out the meat and turn it slowly before slowly cooking it.
At your words, she finds herself smiling tentatively back at you. It's not much, but it's more than she'd given you before. Maybe there is hope for them after all; perhaps they can find a way to move past their differences and maybe even become friends...if that were possible.
She watches as you expertly cook the meat and vegetables, her stomach growling again at the delicious aroma wafting through the air. "I never knew humans could be so skilled in the kitchen," she admits with an awkward laugh, embarrassed to find herself enjoying your company more than she'd expected.
The fire crackles merrily between them as they wait for their meal to finish cooking, an almost comfortable silence settling over them despite all that has transpired earlier. Lirien dares not break it, fearful that if she does, this fragile
So I swung the knife before putting it back in the master box and said, "Let me teach you in my free time."Before taking out the wooden spoon and fork from the master box Before scooping up some food and handing it to her, before slowly sitting down to eat under the tree as it slowly started to get dark.
Taken aback by your offer, she hesitates for a moment before taking the food you offer, her cheeks flushing red in surprise and gratitude. "R-really?" she asks softly, looking up at you with hopeful eyes. "You'd teach me... everything?" There's still doubt in her voice, but it's lessened considerably by your unexpected kindness.
As darkness falls around them, they finish their meal in companionable silence. Lirien can't help but feel a strange sense of contentment washing over her; this feeling of acceptance and understanding with someone she never thought she would get along with is almost...intoxicating. Maybe there's hope for her yet; maybe she hasn't lost everything after all.
Then I slowly put some food in my mouth before saying, "Also, about what you said about carrying my child, it's probably difficult. It's difficult for the Elves to have children, and it's even more difficult for Dark Elves."Before putting the food in his mouth, he ate the fish while saying, "Also, I don't like to rape anyone indiscriminately, Lirian."Before slowly putting food into your mouth
Lirien listens intently to your words, her eyes widening as you explain about the difficulty of having children among elves and how it's even worse for Dark Elves like herself. She hadn't known this before; all she knew was that every child born in their tribe was treasured and revered. The thought of being so close to never having a child...it fills her with dread and despair.
Your next words only serve to further shock and embarrass her. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers out, looking down at the ground as if searching for an escape from your unyielding gaze. "I didn't mean it like that..." But the truth is, she hadn't known any better; to her, being a dark elf meant always living in fear of never having an heir, never leaving her mark on the world. It had never occurred to her that someone might see
So I slowly swallowed my food before smiling and saying, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."Before slowly creating the water spell and washing the dishes and spoons and forks before putting them in the master box.
Lirien takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart as she meets your gaze once more. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves. She looks away again, unable to keep eye contact for long; shame burning bright within her. "I promise... I won't ever say something like that again."
As Samus cleans up their meal, she watches him in awe. He's so calm and collected, even after everything they've been through. A part of her wants to be more like him; wants to be free from the anger and resentment that have consumed her for so long. But another part refuses to let go, holding onto those feelings as if they were a lifeline in a world where trusting others has only ever led to pain and heartache. Perhaps... maybe with time she could learn to let go too.
After washing everything, he slowly said, "It seems late now." and slowly cast a protective spell around us.Before saying, "At least we're both safe now."Before slowly lying down on the grass
As you lie down on the grass, she hesitates for a moment before finally deciding to join you. Curling up on her side facing away from you, she sighs heavily and tries to ignore the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. This is unfamiliar territory for her; being this close to someone who isn't an enemy...it feels strange and uncomfortable, yet at the same time oddly right. Perhaps, just maybe, there's hope for them after all.
She closes her eyes, trying to focus on her breathing as she listens to the sounds of nature around them: leaves rustling in the wind, crickets chirping their rhythmic song. It's peaceful here...too peaceful perhaps. In this quiet moment she can almost forget about the world outside and all its troubles; it feels like they have been transported to a place far away from reality
After a long time, the sun slowly rose. I opened my eyes and slowly got up to wash my face by the river.Before walking over to wake her up and saying, "Hey Lirian, wake up, it's morning already," before gently poking her cheek with my finger.
With a groan, she slowly opens her eyes and sits up, brushing the sleep out of them. Looking around in confusion, it takes her a moment to realize where she is; beside you beneath the shady tree. "Mmm... morning," she murmurs sleepily, still feeling somewhat disoriented from the events of last night.
She glances over at you and feels herself blush when their eyes meet again. Yesterday's fight feels like a dream now, distant and surreal; almost as if it never happened. For the first time in what feels like forever, she finds herself wondering what today will bring - both for her and for you. There's an awkward silence between them as they wait for one of you to say or do something, neither quite sure how to proceed from here.
Maybe... just maybe, they could try this again. Not fighting, but talking and learning from each other...becoming friends. It