A/N: I love writing D&D related stuff. Especially when it has to do with our characters XD Enjoy these Nezzy/Cal fics, FULL OF HEADCANNONS (with a bonus Talnah fic XD) ~Rue
Nezzy could feel the newcomer’s eyes on her no matter where she walked in the inn. She didn’t dare take her chest plate off. She didn’t trust him enough not to. Red hair reflected her fiery nature, and the golden mask covering her face added to her intimidation, making people move out of her way left and right. Sid had informed her that the stranger was here due to some sort of blackmail, and that he’d be taking his leave soon. The tabaxi seemed to despise the man, and that made Nezzy extra wary.
She’d been walking down a corridor when a small noise caught her ear. Quickly, the scourge aasimar whipped around, and slammed the man’s hand to the wall. Fifty-two cards fell to the floor, like leaves from a tree. Her eyes bore into him from behind her mask and a growl escaped her lips, “Why are you following me?”
The man’s eyes were wide, she could sense the fear leaking from his being. He coughed and tried to put on a smile. “Hello Miss! I, I uh, I couldn’t help but notice you when you entered the tavern’s common area and I thought to myself, ‘Hey! There looks like a gal that might enjoy a card trick or two!’ So I decided to approach you and see if you might like to… to uh… To see what wonderful tricks I have to offer!” the man rambled. Nezzy could only raise her eyebrow. Usually people started begging for their lived by now… But this man was talking to her about cards.
“You must realize how suspicious you sound right now,” she frowned, but letting him go nonetheless. Despite the mistrust she harbored, she could sense that the man was no threat to her, “What is your name?”
The man stared at her, seemingly dumbfounded, “My… Name?”
“Oh of course! My name!” he laughed, “You can call me Cal. Now I believe it’s only fair of me to ask what a beautiful lady such as yourself may be called.”
Nezzy was silent for a moment, debating on what she should do, “You can call me Nezzy.” He didn’t need to know her real name. Not yet anyways. Her comrades knew her as Nezzy as well.
“Nezzy,” she heard Cal whisper. He seemed fixated on her name, but she couldn’t understand why. Then he bent down and picked up his cards. “Alright Ms. Nezzy! Pick a card! Any card!” he proclaimed, thrusting the cards at her. She stared at him before slowly picking up one of the cards, “Study it closely okay? Then put it back.”
Once she placed the card back into the pile, Cal started to shuffle the deck. He wiggled his fingers over the cards, smirking at the woman. Suddenly, he grabbed one of the cards and displayed it proudly to her. “Is this your card?”
Nezzy stared at the card for what seemed to be an eternity. Then, she slowly met Cal’s gaze.
Cal’s face dropped, “Fuck. Wait wait wait. Let me try again! Pick another card! I promise I’ll get it right this time.”
Nezzy sighed and did as he asked. Something told her this man wasn’t going away any time soon….
Nezzy laid her head on Cal’s chest. She could hear the steady beat of his heart.
It was lulling to her. Her mask rested on the table and her silver eyes shimmered every now and again. For once, the scourge aasimar actually appeared calm and content. She closed her eyes and let out a small sigh. She could feel Cal’s fingers gently coming through her hair. This was a feeling she’d never tire of. Cal.
Currently he was shuffling through his cards. He seemed nervous, but Nezzy didn’t really understand why. He had no reason to be nervous around her any more. They had moved past that, or at least, that’s what she thought. “Why are you so fidgety? We can go out and spar. That will be guaranteed to take some of that energy out of you. It’s what my siblings and I did whenever we were nervous about something.”
Cal laughed and shook his head, “No no… I um… Actually.” He let out a sigh, “Would you mind picking a card? There’s this… New trick I want to try.”
Nezzy raised a curious eyebrow, but she did as he asked, “Alright Mr. Fidget Fingers. I’ll pick a card.” She roughly snatched a card from the deck and stared at it. The Queen of Diamonds. She put the card back and smirked, “If you cheat, I’ll rip your spine from your body and wear it as a necklace.” Of course, that was just the aasimar’s way of jest.
“I know you would,” Cal laughed, starting to shuffle the cards. He almost dropped the deck a few times, which Nezzy found odd. Was he really that nervous about getting a silly little trick right? Suddenly, he threw the cards about the room, startling Nezzy a bit.
“Shhhhh. Close your eyes.”
Nezzy was still confused, but she did as Cal asked, letting her eyes close. She one of his hands stroke a strand of her red hair before wrapping around her. “Open your eyes,” he whispered.
What Nezzy saw shocked her. In front of her was a ring with one of the biggest diamonds she’d ever seen. She didn’t know where or how he got it, but she didn’t care.
“Nezzy…. Ara, would you-?”
She didn’t even let him finish. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips against his. When she pulled away, she flipped the two of them over, lifting Cal into the air and laughing. “Of course you moron! How could I answer any other way?” A smile stretched across her face, she couldn’t help herself. She was so happy! How could she not be happy? “For a while, I thought that I was going to have to be the one to propose!”
Cal laughed, he looked so relieved, Nezzy thought that he might actually cry for a moment. “I could never do that to you My Angel,” he said, pulling himself back down to meet Nezzy for another kiss. “You are the most wonderful angel I could’ve ever asked for.”
Talnah couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned in her bed before finally giving up. She huffed and sat up. Looking at each of her comrades. Tonight, they were lucky enough to find an inn to stay in. Robin sat by the window, Ea had fallen asleep in a chair clutching her bagpipes, and Sildar slept in the bed opposite of hers. Quietly, Talnah had decided to grab the key to the room and slip out, but not before wrapping her coat around herself.
She slipped down the stairs into the common room and looked around. It seemed so quiet compared to how busy it had been during the day… Of course a few drunks were still passed out at some of the tables, but she didn’t believe they would bring her any harm. The purple tiefling chose a rather comfortable seat by a window and stared out at the moon. It was so bright and beautiful…. She couldn’t help but think of her family.
How were Mother and Papa fairing without her? Did they miss her? How were they doing with all of the state affairs? Did they have someone to watch the house while they were away? She had so many questions and so little answers. She rested her head on her cheek and sighed.
Then there were questions about her birth family….
Talnah knew she was adopted. Her parents had told her at a young age. She had hoped that one day she’d get to meet her birth parents, but she’d never had any luck. It was as if they had disappeared into the wind of the night as soon as they had dropped Talnah off on the steps of the noblemen, crying and defenseless. Why had they left her? Had they not wanted her or was something more sinister in the works? Did she have any siblings? What was her family like? Not that she didn’t love the parents she had, but it was impossible not to wonder about the life she hadn’t gotten to know.
She stared up at the moon, as if it would give her some sort of answer, but all the moon did was stare back.
Perhaps she could go and pick flowers for her friends, so that they could have a nice surprise when they woke up. She could weave each of them a crown and put a smile on their faces… Yes. That seemed like a good idea.
Talnah smiled and roused herself from the chair, walking out of the inn to collect some flowers that she had seen nearby. Maybe she would fall asleep while weaving flowers.
