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Barely a week into his position as an Auror, Callum receives a letter from his parents inviting him home for dinner. The message behind it reads loud and clear: we need to talk. And the topic of discussion is just as obvious, for his parents have made their opinion on Callum's sudden career change blatantly clear. He isn't in the mood to sit at a table, too empty without the presence of his siblings, and have his parents subtly try to push him out of the front lines and back to the behind the scenes work of the ministry. Callum sends back the owl with an apology that he won't be able to make it because of work. The end of the note does contain a promise to join them for dinner sometime next week- despite his growing frustration at their attempts to interfere with his current career path, he understands why they do it and can handle fault them for trying. He hopes that they too understand why he must resist the pull to slink back to his old job. Seeking reassurance, Callum uses the glove that's been enchanted as a portkey to visit Catrina- hoping she'll have a kind word and some of her overflowing tenacity to share. His sisters familiar welcome is a comfort, and she beckons him inside- albeit a little quieter than normal; she's just put the kids down for a nap, she explains. She sits him down and demands he spill it, and Callum does. Though she's not his usual confidant, his older sister has always managed a contagious sort of strength and Callum feels the need to cling to now more than ever. Even with so few words on her part, strength is present in the conversation, but the verification Callum was looking for is not. Where his parents would have nudged, Catrina doesn't hesitate to hit him full on with her opinion, her vote clearly sided with their parents on the subject. As Callum walks past the bedrooms of his niece and nephew he wonders why he thought she would say anything else. His own insecurities and his family's opinion sided against him, Callum decides to yield to the pressure and resign as an Auror. Wanting to make it as easy on The Ministry as possible, Callum decides to save time and the headache for whoever his replacement is and get the paperwork for the upcoming raid transferred over. The cursebreaker listed for his team is Elijah Burke, like the majority of The Ministry's staff, a Hogwarts alumni. Former Slytherin and a year or two above his brother, if Callum remembers correctly. Callum writes a note explaining the transfer, and had planned on just leaving the paperwork on the man's desk, but when he arrives at the cursebreaker's offices he's surprised to find the dark haired young man still there. His aloof presence almost makes Callum want to retreat and come back another time, but he refuses to let himself do that and instead raps his knuckles against the edge of the doorframe to alert the other of his entrance. "Do you have a moment? Auror department business." Callum explains raising up the files.

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Chatzy, The Three Broomsticks - February 14th, 1019 A.D.

Sir Gifford Ollerton, Elijah Burke and Darius the Drake told tales of giants and wolves with Krea the Kracken, and bought her some spiced cider.

Lady Talitha Yaxley and Augusta the Smithy introduced themselves. 

A drunk Sir Gifford and Lady Talitha had sex.

Gifford cleared the room 21:02

Darius joined the chat 21:19

Gifford joined the chat 21:20

Talitha joined the chat  21:20

Gifford: Yer th' owner ay th' curio shoppe, aren't ye? 21:20

Augusta joined the chat  21:20

Krea joined the chat  21:21

Darius: Aye. And yourself? 21:21

Gifford puffs out his chest. "I slay th' rogue Giants" 21:21

Gifford: An' who might th' rest ay ye lot be? 21:22

Darius raises his eyebrows. "Then I can trust it will be you whom protects my wares when they come creeping?" 21:22

Krea slipps in the back window and shimmies up a beam to roost in the ceiling. 21:22

Talitha rolls her eyes, and settles at a table with a jug of mead that Lady's shouldn't be drinking. 21:23

Gifford curiously glances at the roof beams before turning to Darius. "Aye. Just rap oan me door if yer hae'n trooble." 21:23

Krea wiggles her fingers at Gifford in salutation, a giggle on her lips. 21:24

Darius let out a breath of a laugh, letting his eyes wander around the inn. "I would hope that you would have noticed by then- as big as giants are. But all the same, I thank you for the statement." 21:25

Gifford pulls a funny face at Krea, contorting his tongue into a tube and pulling at his ears 21:25

Krea Returns Gifford's face with on of her own, pushing her nose up like a pig. 21:26

Gifford "I thinks we've got oorselves a wee spider in th' rafters." 21:28

Darius looks upwards, his mouth twitching as he spots a mane of black hair on the ceiling. 21:29

Augusta moves into the corner with her tankard of ale, watching everyone 21:29

Krea scoots backwards, into the shadows, a finger pressed to pursed lips. 21:30

Talitha sees Augusta in the corner, and takes it upon herself to join her, happy that there is another woman present. "'llo." 21:30

Elijah Burke joined the chat  21:30

Gifford nods to the wee spider, and quaffs some ale. 21:31

Elijah Burke takes a look around only to walk in the shadows and then seat himself at an empty table. 21:31

Augusta raises her brow when someone sits across from her, tilting her head to see just who it is. "Hallo, an' ye ar'?" 21:31

Gifford speaks to Darius. "So, hoo's buisness?" 21:32

Gifford: [[brb one sec I'm going to put food in the oven]] 21:32

Elijah Burke looks around and recognizes Darius, but doesn't interrupt the man from his conversation. 21:33

Darius spots Elijah and acknowledges him with a tip of his head, then turns back to the knight. "Better than expected, actually. Thank you. I have more armor than I have bodies to arm, so if you're ever in the neighborhood." Darius jerked his head, to signal that the man should visit. 21:33

Talitha drunk her drink deeply, barely stopping to breath. "Lady Talitha," She said, looking over at the woman with a smile. "An' yee?" 21:34

Elijah Burke nodding, Elijah gets up from his seat to join Darius with a small smirk on his face. 21:34

Darius grins and opens his arms. "Do you enjoy this fine establishment?" He asked. 21:34

Elijah Burke "It is very interesting. A lot of people. Too many people for my taste. I suppose it becomes crowded later on" 21:35

Augusta "Lady Talitha, it is a pleasure. Augusta." Returned the smile, raising her tankard up towards the other woman. 21:35

Gifford smirks at Darius and their new companion. "Aye, weell dae if I'm in th' neighboorhood." He turns to the other man. "I'm Sir Gifford. Hae we met? 21:38

Talitha raised her glass in salute as well, smiling. "An' wha 's yer callin', Augusta?" 21:38

Darius grinned, "You must get used to many people my friend, if you are ever to enjoy court." He looked over at Gifford and grinned, happy that he may have reigned in a new customer. 21:39

Elijah Burke looks at Gifford. He feels a sense that he has met the man, but does not recall. "Perhaps, but forgive me I am awful at names. I'm Count Elijah Burke of Knockturn." 21:40

Augusta takes a long drag of her ale, letting it quench her thirst. "Callin', ye know the Forge down te road? That'd be mine. I am a Blacksmith. An' ye my Lady?" 21:41

Krea found a pebble in the rafters and aimed it at Gifford's head. She misssd her mark, hitting Giff's tankard instead. 21:41

Gifford nods, sensing the presence of those above his rank before he spoke. "Aye, weell, all's forgootten. Can I buy ye tae lads a drink?" 21:42

Gifford 's eyes rise to the rafters, winking at the wee spider nested there. He sticks out his tongue at her. 21:42

Elijah Burke jumps at the sudden noise of the pebble hitting Sir Gifford's tankard. Strains his neck to see a small mischevious girl that could only make him smile a bit. "A friend of yours Sir?" 21:43

Darius laughed, nodding. "Aye, sir." He raised his eyebrow in the general direction from which the rock flew. "Our spider has ill aim. Perhaps you should teach her." 21:43

Gifford calls up to the lassie, "Ye care tae come down fur sum hot cider?" 21:43

Talitha gave a small laugh, nodding at the mention of the woman's forge for which she guessed she might have need if she were ever to find a sword. "I stoody. Den stoody, den stoody summore. Me family is beeg on culture, and me on dr'ragons." 21:44

Krea 's face lights up and nods. With a quick glance to the distracted bar keep she shimmies back down to sit at a table with both men. 21:45

Gifford winks at the girl when she meets them. He extends a hand. "Sir Gifford, th' most fiercest hunter ay Giants thes parts hae ev'r seen. An' ye are?" 21:46

Augusta: "Ai, so ye ar' a student? Dragons, eh? Have ye seen one yet?" Glad to see that there was another woman who preferred Dragons over Unicorns as it were. 21:47

Krea grins up at the man, curling her legs beneath her on the stool. "Krea, the fiercest force of nature you'll ever encounter!" She boasted 21:47

Elijah Burke "The fiercest? How interersting." 21:48

Talitha nodded. "Aye. Nae. I wan' tae wif all me heart- but nae. I 'ave no'." Talitha took a long swallow of mead at the thought, unhappy at its strength. "I don' soopoose he 'ave?" 21:48

Darius laughs and grins, pleased with Krea's company. 21:49

Krea: "Indeed." She takes a sip of the hot cider just placed before her, pleased to be included. 21:50

Gifford nods. "Krea. Force ay nature? An' how woolds th't be?" 21:51

Augusta smiled slightly. "Ye just 'ave te keep looking. I'm sure ye goin' te see one some time." She shook her head, only hearing them in stories and classes when she was younger. "Nay, I 'ave not. I don't see much outside me Forge." 21:52

Talitha grinned broadly, glad that she was finally in the company of another woman whom wanted to pave her own way, despite the odds. "An' wha' ees yer forge like?" She asked, her head not yet light enough. 21:54

Krea: "My teeth" she scrunches up her face, baring her teeth, enjoying the attention but not wanting to divulge her secret to strangers. She giggled, "among other things." 21:54

Gifford grins, showing his own white set of teeth. "An' hoow'd a wee thin' like yerself use yer teeth?" 21:58

Elijah Burke raised an eyebrow as the girl bared her teeth, but did not say a thing. "Well I will stay out of your path when you are angry." 21:58

Augusta motions for another round of drinks to the bar wench that walks by. "Full av metal an' tools. Ye shud stop by sometime." Finishes off her drink and takes up the other when it comes. 21:58

Darius took a sip of his mead. "Sharp," He commented mildly to Elijah, winking at the girl. 21:59

Talitha gladly took another drink, settling to take a deep red liquid. "Aye," Talitha nodded, tasting the god awful drink, but unwilling to set it aside. "Mee sister be lookin' for a sharp blade, an' I. For when I face a dr'ragon, I ain't gun be 'mpty 'anded." 22:00

Krea looks to Elijah. "I think I shouldn't say any more dear Gifford." She said in a half whispered. "Your friend here might get scared." 22:01

Elijah Burke "Scared? No. Wary? Yes." 22:03

Augusta smirks at the woman's distaste of the drink. "Ye don't have te drink if it isn' good." Takes a small sip of her own amber liquid setting it aside now that business was getting involved. "Wut is yer sister like? An' do ye want to slay dragons or ride them?" 22:04

Krea "We needn't speak of it any more if it makes you uncomfortable, sir." She smirked. 22:05

Gifford laughs and downs the rest of his drink. 22:05

Talitha smiled, shaking her head. "Nay, I do. T'is strong." Talthia thought about the girl's questions, rolling the drink on her tongue. "I wan'ta ride em, bu' it's un'eard oof, an' I loove em, bu' I won 22:06

Talitha clearned her throat. "die for em." She finished. "Me sister Nora ees a fiesty tike. She wan's tah be a night. An 22:06

Talitha coughed on her drink again. "Lorna ees interestin'." She finished again, embarrassed towards how the drink effected her. 22:07

Krea gives Gifford a scolding look. "It isn't kind to laugh." 22:08

Gifford glances back and forth, "What dae ye mean? Wat coolds a wee lassie dae tae make groon men uncoomfortable?" 22:09

Augusta taps her chin, making mental notes of everything the woman is saying about her and her sisters. "Ai, I think I can make just what ye all need. Wud ye like mine instead?" Gestures to her own ale. 22:09

Elijah Burke "Children can be positively devilish Sir Gifford. I would not try her." 22:11

Talitha nods, embarrassed. "Foorgeeve me," She slurred. "I 'm no' usually 'llowed to dreenk on me own accord." She handed her drink to Augusta, smiling despite her flushed cheeks. 22:11

Darius shook his head. "Never underestimate a child, my friends," He said, leaning forward. "Their just the right height to get'cha where it hurts." 22:12

Gifford "Aye, aye." He chuckles 22:13

Krea sips on her cider thoughtfully. 22:13

Krea "So you are all knights then?" She asked, remembering the previous conversation she had overheard. 22:14

Elijah Burke laughs and then calms himself down rather quickly. "Oh no. I'm not brave enough to be a Knight. I'm Count Elijah Burke." 22:15

Gifford almost regurgitates into his drink. "Jist me." 22:15

Darius waggles his ring-covered fingers at the girl. "Shop keeper." 22:15

Augusta passes her drink over towards Talitha. "Ye ar' forgiven. Why can't ye drink alone?" 22:15

Elijah Burke: [ashley I replied to our post] 22:16

Talitha shrugged lightly. "Eem a woman, an' a lady. Me sisters an' me papa wouln' be tae 'appy eef I go' drunk an' 'urt me self." 22:16

Augusta: (I just saw it!!!) 22:17

Krea let's out a huff. "We'll that is quite disappointing. Though not unexpected." Her last sentence was directed to the count. "I was hoping for exciting tales of bravery and adventure." 22:17

Elijah Burke changed name to Elijah 22:18

Elijah "There are plenty of adventures to be had in the future." 22:18

Gifford ducks his head at his fellows, "Weell, if yee'll excuse these duffs" 

 Darius took another drink, unaffected by the child's insult. "Well, Gifford's a giant hunter- I am sure he will please us all with a tale." 

22:18

Augusta taps her temple before dropping her hands to the table and shrugging her shoulders. "Well, ye papa an' sisters are nah here, ar' they? I won't tell." 22:18

Krea: "I suppose giants could be exciting." She pursed her lips to one side. "I can't see how they are all that difficult to outsmart though." 22:20

Gifford grins. "They ur when they've hoodwinked yer whole village." 22:22

Krea grins. "Well this could be an interesting tale. Go on." 22:24

Talitha lets out a genuine, hearty laugh. "Aye!" She says. "I coold drink tah dat." And she did. 22:24

Elijah looks at Darius and then at the small girl, not saying anything 22:24

Darius winks at Elijah, leaning back to listen to Gifford. 22:25

Gifford settles into a new tankard, slightly sloshed. "Weell. It all start'd wit Hengist. He thooght he coold start a village ay all magic creatures wit nae trooble." 22:25

Krea: "How foolish." 22:26

Gifford shakes his head. "Weell, it got all ay ye here, dinnae he? He invit'd th' giants as weell as th' mermen an' th' wolves an' th' hags an' th' tree gurl an' th' goblins." 22:27

Gifford "An' the female smithy" 22:28

Darius raised his eyebrows. He hadn't realized that so many different breeds were in Hogsmeade. 22:28

Gifford raises his tankard. "Aye!" 22:28

Elijah lifted his eyebrow at the mention of all of these creatures. And then tightened his lips at the mention of the black smith girl. 22:28

Krea: [[Im gonna have to go in 15-20 minutes. Just have Krea fall asleep if I forgot to post anything.]] 22:29

Gifford: [[ok!]] 22:29

Augusta: ((nets dying, bbl!!)) 22:29

Elijah: (boo) 22:29

Augusta disapparates 22:29

Talitha turned her head that the mention of Augusta, half listening to the other conversations filling the inn. 22:29

Gifford winks at the staggering redhead in the corner 22:30

Gifford "An' then th' Giants decide tay booze at th' same bar as th' wolves." 22:30

Gifford "Th' Hog's Head, tay be precise. Th's establis'ment is far better." 22:30

Talitha is startled at the vanishing of her new friend, and then turns black to see that she momentarily had the knights attention. 22:31

Krea mumbles "Idiots." 22:31

Darius soaks in all of the new information, finding the knight to be a worth while investment, if he knew so much about the town. 22:32

Gifford nods at Krea. "Ye ken hoow th' tale ends?" 22:32

Elijah: (alright I have to get off chatzy for 10-15 min. me and my roomies are running to taco bell) 22:33

Krea nods curtly. "It ends with the blundering giants murdering some of the greatest wolves you have ever met." Her voice was passionate and the volume grew. 22:34

Darius: ((get me a taco)) 22:34

Darius raises his eyebrows at the little girl, surprised at her passion. "You knew the wolves?" 22:34

Gifford nods, a tear welling his eye. "Aye. Those blast'd giants." 22:34

Elijah: (sure haha) 22:35

Talitha looks back at the company as the little girl raised her voice, and then leaves her table to sit in a bar stool. 22:35

Elijah blinked at the girl at the mention of the wolves. It was like she was attached to them some how. 22:35

Krea "The town is not big. We have all run into the pack at one point or another." 22:36

Gifford: [[lol everyone will leave and then talitha and giff with party]] 22:36

Elijah: (omg partay) 22:36

Elijah leans forward. "Are you talking about werewolves?" 22:37

Talitha: ((ow oww )) 22:37

Krea looks at the count with slight concern. "Ay, I am speaking of the wolves. What of it?" 22:38

Elijah "Nothing of it. I was just asking. It is unfortunate for the bloodshed." 22:39

Elijah: (ok I have to go) 22:39

Krea: [[bye bye! ]] 22:39

Darius nodded. "Aye, very unfortunate." He nodded at the girl and added quietly. "I am sorry for your loss." 22:40

Krea pursed her lips and took another sip of her cider. The warm liquid was making her drowsy. 22:40

Krea gave a nod to Darius in thanks. 22:41

Gifford sighs and slinks a casual arm around Talitha 22:41

Gifford exclaims, as if he hadn't noticed her gender, "Ach, it's th' spright'y yoong lady fra th' castle." 22:42

Talitha raises her eyebrows at the touch and turns to look at him with her drink still at her lips. 22:42

Krea: [[night everyone!]] 22:42

Talitha smiled behind her cup. "Aye." 22:43

Talitha: ((night!!!<3)) 22:43

Gifford sighs at the closed eyes of Krea, who appeared to have fallen asleep. He carries her to an empty booth, and covers her in his cloak. 22:44

Darius watches Gifford handle the child with care, and then rises. "And at that, brave knight, I must bid you farewell." He nodded at the man, and then at the others in the bar, and took his gracious leave, smiling at Krea as he went. 22:45

Darius changed name to Talitha Y. 22:47

Gifford sidles up back to talitha 22:50

Talitha Y. cant stop herself from giggling. "Sir." 22:50

Gifford pomps out his chest again. "Aye. I am a Sir." 22:51

Talitha Y. grins. "Aye, I kno'. I've wa'ched yee train." 22:51

Gifford smirks, and drops his arm down to her waist. "Ye hae? I haenae seen ye" 22:53

Talitha Y. laughs and takes another drink, eyeing him coyly. "Aye. A lady don' make 'erself noticed an' bother th' men." 22:54

Gifford takes another sip. "Yer a prop'r lady, then? An' ye bin watch'n us train? Hae ye seen me flex me muscles?" 22:56

Talitha Y. sets down her drink with a shrug. "I might eh." She said. "Ye migh' 'ave teh refresh me memory." 22:56

Gifford pulls back his sleeve and flexes, menacingly. "Feel dah. Real strenth, right thaur." 22:57

Talitha Y. gladly slips her hands around his bicep, which she wouldn't have done if she hadn't had so much to drink. "Eempressive," She laughed. 22:58

Gifford "Aye," he says, in love with the compliment. He slips past her grip and plants a wet, drunk on her cheek. 23:00

Talitha Y. laughs, resting into his side as he kisses her cheek. "An' whah'," Talitha asked, turning her face towards his, "Did yah learn tae be soo eempressive?" 23:02

Gifford takes her chin in hand and guides it closer to his mouth, from which they rest inches apart. "En school. Lock ye are nae." His lips lock with hers. 23:04

Talitha Y. looks adoringly into the man's eyes, the drink making her cheeks flush. Slipping her arm under his, Talitha put one hand on his chest, and the other in his hair, playing with the curls as she pressed her mouth harder against his. 23:07

Gifford finds himself blushing from the attention, never from the drink which would never affect a scotsman so heavily, and puts his weight into the kiss. The barmaid scowls, but Gifford deepens the kiss when she reaches for his chest, curls into his hair. A hand goes to her breast, instinctively grabbing for the ripe shapes she'd kept from him all evening. 23:11

Talitha Y. laughs as he makes a grab at her, having just enough wits to turn away and poke him in he chest, her mouth leaving his reluctantly. "I am a propa lady." She reminded him, her eyes shinning. "I dun be fondled infron' a' a crowed." She looked at the back door, and then back at the knight, the hand that wasn't keeping them apart still having its way with his hair. 23:14

Gifford felt as drunk off meade as he did off this near stranger he'd rescued a few days prior. His free hand he wrapped around her waist, pulling her off the stool and in the direction of not the back door, but the stairs up to his accommodations. "Aye, m'lady." 23:17

Talitha Y. wondered how it happened that she always appeared in his arms. Though this time he wasn't thrown over his shoulder. She bit her lip in excitement as he pulled her along to his chambers, not knowing what to expect, but too light headed to care. 23:19

Gifford led his lady up the stairs and opened the door on a dingy, smaller room with a one large straw mat bed in the center. Giff pulled her to the bed immediately, kissing her her neck at the same time he felt for the unpinning of her bodice. 23:22

Talitha Y. laughed a delighted laugh, and gasped as her knight kissed her neck. Her hands trailed over his shoulders, and through his hair as she waited until she could see what was lying underneath his clothes. She murmured quiet nonsense as he undressed her, enjoying the attention. 23:25

Gifford watched, enraptured as he denied him no movement. He found the laces of her dress and it fell to the floor without a second's glance. Her pale, pure skin met his touch as he kissed her again, this time between her breasts. 

Talitha Y. let out a quiet sound of excitement, gasping as the cold air touched her skin. "Sir," She hummed, her hand coming up to keep his head at her chest. 23:29

Elijah joined the chat 7 seconds ago 23:32

Gifford moaned, pushing her further onto the bed. His kept his kisses at her chest quick and sweet, until he was met with her twinging nipple. Gifford met Talitha's eyes, and with her nod he nipped it into attention. 23:33

Gifford: [[OMG LOL]] 23:34

Talitha Y.: ((HI.)) 23:34

Talitha Y. gasped louder than she thought she should, and let out an enthused moan as he played with her. Her brain tried to remember what it was that she was supposed to do to accommodating a man, but came up with nothing. The feel of him on her skin was too intoxicating. 23:35

Gifford felt her under him, aroused that she responded so readily. Levering himself back to her height, he met her open, moaning moaning mouth with a not, hard kiss. 23:39

Talitha joined the chat  23:39

Talitha did what any sensible woman would do in this situation and ground her hips against his, excited by the feeling. As the kissed, she flashed out her tongue, the taste of him only exciting her further. "Sir?" She mumbled against his mouth, her hands moving to take off his clothing. "I wan' ya tae geh'," Talitha took a deep breath in-between words and kisses. "Naked and fuck me." 23:43

Gifford felt her press, and felt his cock swell in grateful appreciation of the Lady's fine taste. They lay entangled, open mouths exploring the depths each offered. On a gasp for fresh air he offered, "M'lady, ye dinnae had tae ask. Jist lay back, en let me make ye cum wit me giant cock." His lips met hers again, excited her coursing hands had removed most of his clothing. He straddled her, sure she could feel him growing. 23:50

Talitha joined the chat  23:50

Talitha gasped at his words, flashing him an overlu-enthused smile 23:51

Gifford nipped at her lip, his cock growing stronger and pressing at her lower lips. 23:53

Talitha: "Aye sir," she leaned back as he had instructed, their mouths still entwined. She certainly could feel him growing, and added to the effort with a roll of her hips. It was odd for her to feel so arroused, but she didn't fight it, but rather ran her hands down and over the mans chest and black, moaning with pleasure. 23:53

Talitha joined the chat  23:54

Gifford groaned, abiding the rhythm she set with her hips and felt the hot, torrid heat of her lady parts passing by the head of his cock. Gifford pressed on, moaning, "Ach, m'lady's gates are tight--," he paused for a kiss on her forehead. "Are ye sure ye'd like me tae storm yer castle?" 23:58

Talitha whimpered quietly as he grazed against her more sensitive areas. She needed him. "Aye" she laughed at his inappropriate analogy, amazed by how effected he was because of her, and by how gentle he was being. "I need yee." She whined, pushing up against him again. 0:01

Gifford , unable to keep himself from eventual release, plunged the length of himself into without a thought to her comfort. the pressure, the power to his hips and her pleading had done it's job. He laid a soft kiss on her mouth before pulling himself slowly from her depths. "Ye are th' most gorgeous creature I ev'r seen," he whispered into her ear. 0:04

Talitha gasped loudly, groaning as both pain and pleasure shot through her. It was amazing! Scary, but amazing. She continued to make quiet noises, a mixture of moaning and groaning as he pulled out of her. His words sent a shiver up her spine, the moment not allowing her to consider the sincerity of his words. He was all she wanted 0:07

Gifford could not help but notice her gasp; the little intake of air at once adorable and a reason to push himself into her again. he laced his hand into the fire red of her hair, if only to make the intense colors of her pale and red more real and less heavenly. Gifford sunk his sword into her a second time, as quickly as he had the first, holding her as tight as he would a rogue mare under his hide quarters. 0:11

Talitha couldn't help but let out a strange, excited laugh that was also a pleasant scream as he continued his thrusts. He was heavy against her, but in a way that only hieghtened her pleasure. Without much thought, Talitha wrapped one of her legs around his back, to give him better acsess to her wetness. "Oh, God!" She moaned, her fingers digging into his muscled shoulders. 0:15

Gifford could feel the heat of a thousand suns times times the glistening of an ocean of wet on his penis. His thrusts quickened, until he could not imagine his giant cock growing larger and the pace near toppled him onto Talitha. His hands found her breasts for support in these troubled times, kneading those soft swells as he grunted again and again until he burst, spilling himself inside of her. 0:23

Talitha: ((Ajdhskshd dammit don't make me laugh)) 0:24

Gifford panted, "Aye, AYE, AYE," 0:24

Talitha moaned repeatedly, "Oh, my God!" And she came with him, his pizzle filling her up in a way that she hadn't previously imagined. "Oh," She said again, arching her back into him and tugging at his hair. When her climax ended, she payed back under him, his girth still inside her. It was undeniable: she loved sex. 0:27

Gifford collapsed on top of her, letting his too-enormous-to-imagine-​cock loiter inside her woman lodge. "Aye," he said a final time, falling on top of her and stroking her cheek with a stray hand. 0:30

Talitha let out a content hum and laughed quietly as his weight pushed against her. "You're heavy," She acused, moving so that he rolled next to her without his spear leaving her. Playing with the hairs at the base of his neck Talitha let out another lazy hum and watched him 0:33

Gifford grinned, kissing the tip of her nose, and curled his leg around Talitha's round bum, much as she had ten minutes before (YEP THEY MADE LOVE FOR OVER TEN MINUTES) so as he would be sure not to slip out of her, even as he grew limp. "An' yer quite th' wee minx." 0:37

Talitha smiled and giggled quietly as he kissed her nose and wrapped himself around her, happy for the attention. "Aye," She said, laughing quietly again. She muzzled her head against his chest to hide the blush on her cheeks. The gravity of the situation was still alluding her, and all that remained was a content hum all throughout her body. "Yee were righ' bout yer cock." She teased, kissing his neck from where she laid on his chest 0:42

Gifford groaned his approval at her kisses, touching the sensitive muscles of his chest and let the rest of his body lull in the pleasure of her body. To be interlaced with this woman from now until the end of time seemed to be the noblest cause in all of Scotland. "Aye, me cock's lock nothin' ye ev'r seen." He hugged her tightly, excited again to feel a woman's breast against his skin. "Yer cunny nae had such a treatn', I suppoose." 0:48

Talitha pushed her hand against his chest in protest against his nonchalance at taking her maiden head, though her mouth betray her by allowing her to laugh at his absurdities. "Nae," she teased. "Me cunny weell nae meet a cock as ferocious as yers again." Though her mirth, Talitha expended her neck to kiss his jaw, back down to his chest, just to feel his skin against her mouth. 

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Darius the Drake - Feb 1-9 1019 a.d.

Sold illegal objects to Eleri.

Sold not-so-illegal things to Elijah Burke.

Made-out with Elizabeth Burke.

Tried selling things to Thaddeus Thurknell. 

Made Phyllida Spore promise him something.

Spoke to Mirabella. 

Acted like a beggar and thief with Castia.

Tried to have sex with Abigail but was shot down. 

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Phyllida Spore - 8th February 1019 a.d.

Spoke with King Lambert about dragons and how women must learn to control their tongues.

Asked Elijah Burke how he always manages to anger his sister.

Discussed Darius the Drake's social standing with him

Had a gossip/sewing session with Elizabeth Burke

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Eleri the Evil - January 28th 1019 a.d.

Ran into Elijah Burke in a dark alley, promised to teach him dark magic with the exchange of him doing anything she wishes when the time comes. Found his fascination with the dark arts intriguing.

Met Abigail the Belle in the village, Eleri has taken a fondness to the girl since she seems eager to learn dark magic.

Met Salazar the Shrewd in the village, they continued to taunt and provoke each other, Eleri finds his arrogance annoying as ever.

Encountered Elfrida the Keen over the whereabouts of her missing letter. Eleri despises the girl having only talked to her for a few minutes.

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Elijah Burke: Text from Thaddeus to Elijah: (443), Let me start this apology by saying you were the finest piece of ass I ever had.

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Chatzy Party January 15th, 1019 A.D.

The Burke Twins throw tantrums. 

Thaddeus looked around and said hello

Thaddeus looked around, his eyes scanning over as people filtered in, nerves wracking his stomach which, naturally, were calmed by the large cup of wine in his hand, 'Evening. evening.'

Magrat hadn't been directly invited into the feast, but due to knowing a friend of a friend of a friend... she considered herself somewhat worthy of attending. The young woman looked around the room before walking past a host. She smiled kindly, nodded, and said, "Evening, sir. I do hope the meal is just as promising as the decorative surroundings."

Thaddeus smiled a little, looking over over, 'You know, so do I, but I didn't cook it, so chances are that it will be divine.'

Elijah Burke: Hello...

Artemisia joined the chat 4 minutes ago

Elijah Burke: "grabbed a drink off of the table and swishes it nervously in his hand"

Elijah Burke grabbed a drink off of the table and swishes it nervously in his hand

Artemisia smiles at the man standing to her right. "Are you going to drink that or just stare at it?" she says before picking up one for herself and taking a small sip.

Abigail joined the chat

Elijah Burke glances to the girl on his left and smiles weakly. "Oh I'll drink it. Eventually."

Elijah Burke stuck out his hand "I'm Count Elijah Burke."

Abigail smirks and addressed the room in general. "What've I missed?"

Artemisia shakes his hand. "Artemisia. Nice to make your acquaintance.

Abigail steps in front of Magrat and looks her up and down. "You look like you know where the drinks are being served. Care to join?"

Artemisia laughs. "I'm aware. If it's too much for you to handle, you're welcome to call me Artie."

Magrat raises her head up a little. "The location in which they serve the drinks isn't a part of my knowledge. Join in conversation and alcohol? My pleasure."

Elijah Burke joined the chat

Abigail strides over a table next to the opposite wall there Thaddeus had left copious amounts of mead. "And we should need some party games to entertain us."

Elijah Burke "Oh if you insist. It's such a pretty name though. I'd much rather call you Artemisia."

Elizabeth joined the chat

Abigail begins to pour tankards.

Abigail is peeved she's been reduced to barmaid when there are elves for this sort of manual labor.

Abigail beams at the Countess's entrance. "Countess, you've decided to come after all."

Artemisia "In that case, I look forward to hearing someone use my full name. It rarely gets much use when it's not a part of an introduction."

Abigail tries to move behind the bar so the "borrowed" gown from the Countess is less noticeable.

Elijah Burke "Agh That's regrettable to hear. It fits a woman such as yourself."

Abigail: [Abigail is the Countess's handmaid, jsyk]

Elizabeth enters, looking slightly disheveled and rather irritated. "Well, it seems someone misplaced my new slippers. Or perhaps she is wearing those as well?"

Magrat takes a goblet of wine in her hand, peering over the rim as Abigail addresses the Countess.

Elijah Burke glances over to see his twin and smiles. But then notices her foul mood and tightens his lips.

Abigail feigns innocence. "Would you like a drink, Countess?"

Elizabeth keeps her gaze on her maid. "No, Abigail, I'll simply stand here and watch everyone else drink." She hardly ever resorts to sarcasm, but now she's in a bit of a mood.

Magrat tries to refrain from smiling. She's certainly had her fair share of getting caught wearing the trinkets she's stolen from others, and it was only humorous to her when the confrontational happened to another person rather than herself.

Abigail nudges Magrat. "Would you care for a drink?"

Elijah Burke turns to Artemisia, "If you could excuse me for a few minutes. I will be return in a short while."

Artemisia "Oh, of course. It was a pleasure to meet you."

Elijah Burke quickly walks over to Elizabeth and lightly touches her arm, "Hello dear sister."

Elizabeth places her hands on her hips and looks towards her brother.

Artemisia: [okay, I can't multitask. I'll be back in a few]

Elijah Burke: [sorry for the confusion. I just changed back to this lighter green]

Elijah Burke To Elizabeth, "You seemed....troubled..no..more than that. I am guessing more around frustrated."

Elizabeth "Abigail, I was being sarcastic, you know." She turns back to her brother and offers him a smile. "You're quite right, as usual. Who was the girl?"

Abigail takes a large unladylike gulp from her tankard.

Elijah Burke "Artemisia. Although I did not catch her last name. I think of friend of Hufflepuff's."

Magrat looks between all three until she catches the name 'Artemisia'.

Magrat "Artemisia the Loon? Rather peculiar, that one is..."

Magrat: [Guessing that that's what the students call her...]

Elijah Burke looks at Magrat, "The Loon? She seemed ...somewhat sane....And who are you may I ask?"

Abigail scoffs. "With a name like that, how could she be anything else?"

Elizabeth wrinkles her nose. "Whatever were you talking to her for? ABIGAIL! Really!" She shoots another glare at her drinking maid, then looks to the brunette now speaking. "She did look a bit loony, didn't she?"

Elijah Burke turns to Abigail, "I think her name is pretty. Unlike yours."

Abigail feigns a blush and pours her lady a tankard.

Elizabeth studies her brother for a moment. "Always did have a penchant for red-heads."

Elijah Burke looks back at Artemisia and notices the odd qualities about her, but can't help but smile a bit. Blinks and turns back to Liz, "Excuse me?"

Abigail she hands it to the Countess, placing a cloth napkin around it for condensation. "Thank you"

Magrat gives the man a closed-lipped smile, raising her goblet a bit. "Magrat." She looks over at the Countess and says, "She's quite the character indeed."

Magrat quirks an eyebrow up when the Countess mentions his liking towards red-haired damsels.

Elizabeth refrains from rolling her eyes and sips her drink. "Don't waste too much time on him, Magrat. You're not gingery enough."

Abigail whispers an aside to Magrat, "I bet she charms her hair. Nothing can mimic a carrot so closely without the aid of transfiguration."

Elijah Burke nods in recognition to Magrat. "I am Count Elijah Burke. Nice to meet you. Elizabeth.

Elijah Burke glares at sister with clenched jaw.

Elizabeth simply gives her brother an innocent smile, then focuses on listening into the gossip.

Abigail sighs. "Anyone for a party game?

Magrat shakes her head, corner of her lip turned upwards as she looks over at the Count's direction, saying, "I'm not one to chase after fellows so quick. 'sides, I like being brunette."

Elijah Burke frowns at Liza. "Excuse me, I have a to ask a certain Lady to a dance." Leaves group and walks back over to Artemisia

Magrat smiles in amusement at Abigail's remark and also the Count's actions.

Elizabeth stares after her brother, her mouth hanging open for one unladylike moment. "I...what?!"

Elijah Burke: [I'm cackling]

Abigail huffs, "Is she even pureblood?"

Elijah Burke smiles at Artemisia and holds out his hand, "May I ask you for a dance, my Lady Artemisia?"

Magrat: [I thought her RPer was gone, lol?]

Elijah Burke: [she might....]

Abigail: [yeah... she brb'ed]

Elijah Burke: [whoops]

Magrat: [I'm imagining him talking to air, lmfao.]

Artemisia: [I literally just came back xD]

Elijah Burke: [yay]

Elizabeth: [Liz is wearing her bitch face XD]

Abigail sighs. "Magrat, was it? I'm Abigail."

Elijah Burke: [oh I bet]

Elizabeth drains her goblet and hands it back to Abigail, disrupting her conversation. "More."

Artemisia tilts her head in mild confusion. "Of course."

Abigail glares and refills the cup with mostly foam before handing it back. "As you like, Countess."

Elijah Burke looks back over at sister and smirks for a bit. Turns back to Artemisia. "Wonderful." Takes hand in his own and puts the other on her waist.

Magrat nods with a small smile, about to reply when Elizabeth interrupts. She closes her mouth until she sees the other is finished with her task and says, "Yes. Lovely to make your acquaintance, miss."

Artemisia follows the Count's lead and tries to think of small talk. "That's your sister, isn't it?"

Elijah Burke nods simply. "We are twins. Not hard to figure out, I presume. Do you have any siblings?"

Magrat looks over at the Count, fighting the giggles to erupt from her mouth as a result from the clear act of defiance. Nothing was better than watching a good 'ol round of family feuds.

Elizabeth takes a sip of foam and turns to her maid and Magrat. "What's so funny, Margery?"

Abigail smiles. " I have this little game I like to play--it's rather on the cruel side but the Count is under my skin. Are you in?"

Elijah Burke: [oh no]

Artemisia frowns. "No. I'm an only child."

Artemisia: [this isn't going to end well...]

Elizabeth: [AHAHAHAH]

Magrat turns back with a little frown on her lips. "My name is Magrat," she smiles as quickly as it had left and continues, "Your brother. Is he always like that?" The young woman looks at Abigail. "What game?"

Elijah Burke awkwardly clears throat. "Oh um....sorry. Where are you from?"

Elizabeth waves her hand at Magrat, dismissing her and Abigail and moving away from the women. "'Tis not like I wanted to dance anyway."

Abigail: [lol because I know Artiemisia's history]

Magrat: [Ah! Gotta go to bed! Gotta take exams first thing in the morning! Night!]

Artemisia: [ quick geography question. ]

Elijah Burke: [fuck I don't. And night! ]

Abigail: [alll ok! good luck tomorrow!]

Artemisia: [Artemisia doesn't have a hometown yet, but I want her to be from close to where the Norsemen are. That's North West of Hogwarts, yeah? And goodight1]

Elizabeth leans against one of the pillars, drink in hand. "Really...she's not that pretty."

Abigail: [lol miranda, don't peek it'll ruin it and go right ahead with the q's]

Elizabeth: [Liz is gonna talk to herself angrily for a bit. ]

Elijah Burke: [agh alright fine. I won't]

Artemisia "I'm from northwest of here. On the coast. And yourself?"

Abigail: [North east, it was from Denmark and Norway mostly I thinks]

Elijah Burke chuckles a bit "Um Knockturn, obviously."

Abigail sidles up to the Countess

Artemisia: [Okay ,so she meant north east, not west]

Elijah Burke: [got it]

Artemisia crinkles her brow.

Abigail: [it's all good]

Artemisia "I'm not certain why that's obvious."

Elizabeth glares at Abigail. "What?"

Abigail: "Countess, do you know anything about this girl?"

Elijah Burke flinches "Oh I do apologize. I forgot to say where I was a Count of.."

Elijah Burke nervously, "I'm the Count of Knockturn."

Abigail: "She's a halfblood"

Elijah Burke "I apologize profusely."

Artemisia laughs. "I never would have thought that even Counts are occasionally forgetful."

Elijah Burke laughs with her, "I am not perfect by any means. Although I do try my hardest..."

Elizabeth takes another sip of her drink. "I knew it. God, how utterly embarrassing for her!" She turns to her maid, looking less annoyed and more curious. "What else do you know of her?"

Abigail: "Ah," she glances to the girl just entering. "Come join us, I am Abigail. You are the Dame Phyllida?"

Elijah Burke: [ oh no oh no oh no oh no]

Artemisia "It would seem you forgot you manners." She laughs again. "I'll try my best not to hold it against you."

Artemisia: *your

Elijah Burke "I would be ever grateful for that," he said smiling.

Elizabeth drains her second drink. "Also, who would name their daughter Magrat? 'Tis unattractive, don't you think Abigail?"

Elijah Burke: [o.o]

Elizabeth: [gonna be drunken gossip hour up in here soon XD]

Artemisia flashes a faux-serious look at her dancing companion "I suppose you're in luck, because I make a point to never hold a grudge. Even if it would be against a Count with no manners."

Elijah Burke "Perfect. Then I can make as many mistakes as I want."

Elizabeth "How long is this bloody song?!"

Artemisia "As long as you're being yourself. Perfection not required."

Abigail kicks the nearest bard.

Abigail: "Any name with the word Rat is undesirable."

Artemisia: [okay, I am dying of laughter right now]

Elijah Burke "Well I think I'm doing pretty well so far."

Elizabeth takes Abigail's tankard from her and takes a drink. "I think my eye is twitching...is it Abi? The left one? I can feel it."

Abigail lightly smooths the Countess's cheekbone with her thumb. "I cannot detect a difference."

Elijah Burke: [I drew somethign for you guys in the oocism]

Artemisia "I'm inclined to agree. You're quite the dancer, good enough to mask my mediocre steps."

Abigail: "I think the Count is in need of a good hex."

Elizabeth: [lmfaoooooooooo omg]

Elijah Burke "It was my sister that was the one that taught me how to dance. I was horrible at dancing. I detested going out in public."

Elizabeth: [that is tragically beautiful]

Elijah Burke: [basically]

Artemisia "The same sister that you greeted just a few minutes ago?"

Elizabeth frowns, staring at Abigail as if she's suddenly just realized the woman was there. "You must be jesting."

Elijah Burke swallows nervously, "Ah yes. The one with the dress the same color as ....my vest."

Artemisia gives him a confused look "Do the two of you make a habit of wearing matching garments?"

Elizabeth: [I'm still laughing at that drawing. The demon eyes.

Elijah Burke pauses and furrows eyebrows. He doesn't find it weird. "Most of the times yes. Do you find that odd?"

Abigail hesitates before muttering, "Perhaps a jinx that will give him two left feet? But that could backfire and he might careen into her brea--never mind, she seems to be lacking in that respect."

Elizabeth "I don't want him anywhere near that woman's chest, Abigail!"

Elizabeth: [Let's pretend she shouted that.]

Artemisia: [ loud enough for everyone to hear?]

Elizabeth: [Yes, as she's a bit drunk. XD]

Abigail: "I know, perhaps a little spell to--cause him to belch? You are far clever in these matters than I"

Elijah Burke turns around to give Liza a bizzare look. And then turns back to Artemisia, rather embarrassed.

Abigail: *cleverer

Elijah Burke: [go home Liza you're drunk XD]

Artemisia "A bit, but per-" her attention is obviously diverted. "Well it would seem someone drank a bit too much."

Elizabeth frowns, pretending she didn't just yell. "I'm not going to jinx him, Abi! GOD! He doesn't even like dancing!" She dramatically throws her tankard to the ground.

Elijah Burke sighs and rolls his eyes. "Way too much. I apologize for the last time, but I will have to go take care of her. Good night."

Elijah Burke practically glides/stops over to Liza

Artemisia "Good luck with your sister. Have a nice evening."

Elijah Burke Elizabeth. What the hell are you doing?

Elijah Burke: [forgot to close the bold]

Elijah Burke: [but he's annoyed/angry so whatevs]

Abigail shuffles out of the twin's way

Elizabeth glares at her brother. "What the hell are you doing?" She answers his question with the exact same question, because she's creative.

Artemisia tries not to be obvious about the fact that she's watching the goings on

Elijah Burke grabs sister's upper arm. "I was enjoying myself-" Realizes that he's getting too angry and calms down. "Come on. We're going to bed."

Abigail pretends not to be amused by the antics unfolding.

Elizabeth grabs Abigails arm in turn. "If I don't get to stay out late, neither do you."

Elijah Burke: [shit]

Abigail grins and follows.

Elijah Burke stops and glares at Abigail. "No. Not her. Just you."

Elizabeth: [It's like she's five years old.]

Abigail raises an eyebrow at the Count. "I can follow where I please."

Elizabeth frowns. "Stop pulling me. I know how to walk!" She turns to look at her maid again. "Don't spill anything on that dress."

Elijah Burke Jaw sets as he stares at Abigail. "You will do as you are told." Turns to Liza. "You don't know what you are doing. You are too drunk to know."

Elizabeth pulls away from him and marches ahead. "You're too drunk to know."

Artemisia doesn't know whether to be entertained or horrified.

Abigail glowers and glares at the only person left she can; Artemisia

Elizabeth: [This is why there ain't no party like a Burke party cuz a Burke party ends in TANTRUMS.]

Elijah Burke growls in frustration. Turns to Abigail and then sees Artemisia. Stares at her for a moment before going after his sister.

Artemisia laughs and waves.