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Indie Critical Role/DnD Caleb Widogast and Nott the Brave/Veth Brenatto
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@not-your-chosen LIKED for a starter... (And I am up at 3am because of this idea)
The guards threw Caleb to the ground in front of the King, onto his knees. He winced, but managed to stop himself from falling face first into the beautiful tile floor, as they clearly intended by the force they provided. His auburn hair was pulled back in a short ponytail, his temples showing a touch of gray, his beard as well. He was dressed in clothes befitting an excursion of this land, but thought out and even stylish. His hands were chained behind him and there was an arcane collar around his neck. He hadn't bothered to try and pick the lock, guessing that the manacles were also arcanely trapped. But they had additionally stabbed him in the side with a spear and hit him upside the head when first capturing him.
Despite the temple priest's begging and insistence that Caleb had permission to be there. Despite the younger guard's misgivings about the elder guard's actions. It was obvious the elder guard had a personal vendetta against 'grave robbers', though this was hardly the case.
"He was touching a sacred, ancient text, your grace. An outsider." The guard argued, the fire of offense already boiling over. The younger guard stayed silent.
Caleb took a moment, looking up at the King, who even by silent disposition seemed more reasonable. "Your highness, the temple priests had given me pass to do so. I am wearing gloves, which are my own, I intended to treat those texts with the utmost respect. And yes, I am an outsider to your lands, but I am working with the Colbalt Soul. We have been--"
"They've been spying on us. And sending him to steal our sacred books!" The guard had the good sense not to harm Caleb in front of the King, but Caleb could feel the fury radiating off of him. "The Colbalt Soul is riddle with corruption, rotting from the inside. They have been for decades."
"Before, yes, that was the case. And the Cerberus Assembly, I do not deny this. But no longer. I was part of the group that helped root it out." Caleb defended for a moment before turning his main attention back to Sadiha, "Your majesty, keep me in chains if you must, if you do not trust me, but I am injured. And please see to it the temple priests are compensated. Some ...property was damaged in the scuffle."
"He resisted arrest." The elder guard sneered. "Permission to throw him in the dungeon for further questioning, then seeing about the healer, provided his answers are useful."
They weren't even in the throne room. They were in a courtyard, reading with one of their consorts nearby, when their advisor came rushing ahead of the group speaking sincerest apologies. Oskar, knowing that this meant unexpected guests, tossed Sadihas Veil back over their face before anyone else could witness their bare face and hair, then stood beside them menacingly.
They let the interaction play out, without really stating anything in particular, but by the end of the senior guards request, they lifted a hand, stopping him there. The king sighs. “And what do you have to say?” they shift their hand towards the younger guard that has been extremely quiet, it's also likely that this would be the first time having an audience with the king.
“Nothing?” There's a mirth to their voice as the younger guard fearfully nods.
“The Temple Priests have express Permission to grant access to texts to outside scholars. Your need for bloodshed does not override them, Guard.” they state, seemingly through a smile, though the dark indigo dyed veil gives little away. “ And, considering you had hurt him, and interrupted your king, despite it not being an important moment…” They look to their side, seeing their ever expressive consort scowling at the older guard. “ Oskar, Darling, can you please escort them to the head of the king's guard for disciplinary action.”
“I’ll see to it that this ‘outsider’ will be treated accordingly.” They state, standing from their seat on the edge of a fountain and laying a gloved hand on his shoulder as they watch the two be escorted away. Casting a quick cure wounds, it was enough to at least stem the bleeding for a bit.
"Me?!" The elder guard exclaimed, moving to rush towards the king. Caleb caught this out of the corner of his eye and moved his foot, just enough to trip the guard moving past him, making him stumble right into the arms of Oskar. He heard the guards arguing with the people escorting them out, the younger guard's apologies and shame more than anything else.
Caleb only caught a glance of Oskar, musing on the name of the man than anything, not catching a good look of him, unable to help but think of Jester's beloved 'Tusk Love'. It was a rather good book...
He raised his head to look at the gentle form of the king, a brief grateful smile fleeting across his face, realizing the healing had come from the king themselves and not some healer or cleric.
There was still some tension in the courtyard. Caleb remained shackled and arcanely bound and considering the fuss the guard now being disciplined, a guard stood behind him, waiting for the king's word to release him or not.
"I promise you, your highness, I did have permission to be there. In my vest pocket, you'll find a letter of recommendation from a fellow scholar and cleric. I have had correspondence with the temple and clerics there for months. I told them not to follow me here. I was afraid that guard would... do something dangerous."
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"Listen, Caleb, I stole this for you. I think it's magical but I really don't know. It was stupid expensive, so if nothing else..." Nott gave a nervous chuckle and reached into her pocket, pulling out a gold chained necklace with six red stones. She hadn't gotten the chance to even read the card that had been in front of it. But the price made her stomach drop upon snatching it. If she had gotten caught.... but she wouldn't. And they needed money and power. And drink. That was the most important.
"I know it looks a bit feminine, but ...it's pretty good, right? S'gotta be."
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"Do you honestly think that now is the right time for this conversation?" (from caleb to veth!)
"You're always putting it off. If we worked by you're schedule, I don't think we would ever discuss it, so..."
Veth gave a shrug. She'd been patient long enough and there was always some reason for Caleb to avoid the topic. She understood his aversion to it, she'd known him a long time, considered him her closest friend. Her very best friend.
"Do you blame me--" Veth moved behind Caleb quickly, firing off a shot of her cross bow, "--for being concern about your happiness?"
The bolt whizzed past Caleb's ear, narrowly missing his head as it embedded itself into the tree behind him with a solid thunk. He flinched, more out of reflex than genuine fear. Veth's aim was impeccable; she would never actually hit him.
"Veth, bitte," Caleb sighed heavily, turning to face her. His blue eyes were weary, shadowed by the weight of countless burdens. "My happiness is not the priority here. We have more pressing matters to attend to."
His happiness has never been a priority to anyone other than Veth.
Not even himself.
"I'm a mother, Caleb. I multitask." Veth growled slightly, grumbling as her shot hit the tree. She wasn't aiming at the trunk but the branch, but it occurred to her... she didn't know what the hell Caleb was talking about?
"What... other matters?" Veth looked around, not even having bother to apologize for getting too close to Caleb's head. Too concerned about the weird little bird that was sitting on the tree branch. Watching them.
She reloaded, muttering about the bird. Something wasn't right about that thing...
She shot again. Feathers rained down, but she saw it fly away... drift, but keep flying, not landing in some other tree.
"I think that bird was spying on us, Cay."
Oftentimes, Caleb did not have much trouble falling asleep. He thought it, simply, to be the exhaustion most days and the pure relief at having an actual bed to lay on other nights. Tonight though, his thoughts had kept him up longer after he and Nott had said the words ‘good night’, and at her voice in the void of quiet night air, Caleb shifted to push himself up, murmuring a quiet “ja, what is it?”
His eyes adjusted enough in the darkness that he could see her smaller form well enough. Sometimes, just very rarely, when he was distracted or too tired to properly function, he could forget how small she really was.
A faint, small smile pricked at the corner of his mouth at her question. It was rather cold, yet he knew that was far from the first reason as to why Nott was shaking. He understood perfectly well why, and he wasn’t going to point it out either way. Instead, Caleb invitingly raised the opening of his coat– his best excuse for a blanket on this night. “Come here,” he answered simply.
Nott practically clawed her way closer to Caleb, curling up under his inviting coat. There was enough cold and enough smell around them to remind them of their uncomfortable circumstances. Another night sleeping in some corner of stables and hoping whoever was in charge in the morning wouldn't be to angry. They did so much running...
Nott made a small noise, trying to find a more comfortable position against his chest, resting her head under his chin. If she turned to face him, it was warmer. Her small fingers, claws rested against his chest. She closed her eyes tightly and tried not to feel her own horrible body, but Caleb's. His breathing, his warmth. Even his smell. They lived hard, but every so often could afford a room. She avoided water, too, and maybe goblins had even a worse smell. She couldn't even tell anymore. But she liked Caleb's smell the way anyone loved the smell of a person they loved.
"Thank you, Caleb. You're a good friend, you know?"
One Night Stand Sentences, Vol. 2
(Sentences from various sources for muses who aren't so great at flirting and romance. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"I'm afraid I do kiss and tell."
"Are you going to stay the night?"
"I would change many things, but not that we ended up here."
"What made you think I invited you over here for anything else?"
"Was it a bad idea for me to stay here?"
"You look so gorgeous lying there like that."
"I want to talk. I want to get to know you better."
"I'm going to finish my drink and come up to my room. If you take that hat off, you can come with me."
"So, I'm thinking maybe we should hate fuck?"
"Are we going to do that thing were we insist we'll keep in touch?"
"You don't want to fuck anymore because I expressed some inconvenient feelings? Is that what this is?"
"Want to get drunk and fool around?"
"Last night went way too far."
"I wonder what lips yours have kissed and where..."
"So, does this mean we're not fucking anymore?"
"What am I to you?"
"I'm not complaining, but part of me suspects we ended up here to avoid where our conversation was going."
"Look, this doesn't have to be a one nighter. There's no reason this doesn't have to be something real."
"Too much has happened for us not to talk about this."
"Have many times are we going to do this before we accept it means more than we're pretending it does?"
"I thought I made it clear that this was never exclusive?"
"Do you honestly think I care about you fucking someone else?"
"A morning of awkwardness is far better than a night of loneliness."
"Would we have even more fun naked?"
"Are you going to stand there all night?"
"Why don't you come home with me?"
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“Caleb?”
Nott waited to his snoring, to let her know he was asleep and her request could be denied before she had the chance to ask it. But she looked up, and his blue eyes were looking at her, tired but expectant of her continued question.
She just missed it. It has been months. She took a deep breath. She sat up. She cared for Caleb, deeply, as a friend. Yes, she loved him. And maybe he needed this too. But she was thinking of Yeza and how much she missed him. Him and Luc. And they were out of booze. Her hands shook and her throat burned and tightened.
“Can I— It’s freezing,” Nott chuckled, making more of an excuse, “Could you cuddle me? Would you mind?”
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Romantic Sentences, Vol. 4
(Romantic sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)
"Would you be very angry if I kissed you again?"
"You know the words I want to say to you the most right now?"
"I'm glad you choose to see me the way you do."
"I will love you for who you are."
"I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you."
"I would change many things, but not that we ended up here."
"I will love you until time has lost all meaning."
"If you let me, I want to give you the world and everything in it."
"If only every problem could be solved with a simple waltz."
"I fell in love with you before I even met you."
"I love you for who you are, not who the world wants you to be."
"You're everything a man could want."
"I've dreamt about this moment for so many years..."
"I love you. I don't have anything- I mean, I haven't got a ring or anything, but will you marry me?"
"Whatever happens, remember I love you."
"When was the last time you danced?"
"Be with me. Spend the rest of your life with this fool, and this fool will spend the rest of his life making sure you don't regret it."
"I spent so much time trying not to be who I was, I'm not sure who I am - but I like how I feel when I'm with you."
"You're the most wonderful man in the whole wonderful world!"
"You're like a poem, you know that? You make everything around you beautiful."
"What is it about me that you find so irresistible?"
"I think you're kind of wonderful."
"Why can't I stop kissing you?"
"You're such a romantic!"
"I have never seen so many beautiful flowers in my life!"
"Hurry. Tell me you love me."
"I'd like to kiss you goodbye."
"I think you're the kindest, sweetest, prettiest person I've ever met in my life."
"No matter what happens tomorrow, or for the rest of my life, I'm happy now because I love you."
"Let's take our time getting to know each other. We don't have a to hurry, do we?"
"You know, this past year is the longest I've ever stayed in one place."
"I know your face so well I could sculpt it with my eyes closed."
"The first time I saw you, something happened to me. I never told you, but I knew that I wanted to hold you as hard as I could."
"When I'm near you, I can't control my heart. It's dangerous."
"If I saw you every day, forever, I would remember this time."
"I love you, but what if that's not enough?"
"I want tonight to be one of those moments that will stay with you for a long time."
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