Vel'adir Eventide

[veladireventide]

A Serpent’s Bounty

It had been days, perhaps even weeks, since Vel’adir had left for what he had expected to be a brief journey across the seas to Kalimdor. His time on the ocean seemed to breath life into him that he had been missing for many years of his existence. The salty air kissing at his skin as the ship glided through the water like a a mythical creature seeing to it’s journey. The creaking of the wood beneath his feet brought a smile to his lips as he stepped aboard. It had been a gift that he cherished more than any other he had been given from a person he cherished more than most. 

Vel’adir hadn’t paid much mind or attention to anything aside from the compass he held in hand as he came onto the deck of the ship, another gift. It was only when he snapped the elaborate item closed that he looked up and noticed something was missing. Something rather important to a captain...his crew. He hesitantly checked over the abandoned ship, slipping below deck to think perhaps they were playing a trick on him.

He pushed open the door to the captain’s quarters, the swaying sounds of the water against the hull still heeding his movements. They weren’t tricking him, they weren’t even there. However, upon stepping through the doorway, a small group of men seemed to stand at the ready awaiting him and as the chair he typically sat in spun around, the man that now made himself at home grinned beneath the darkened mask that hid most of his visage. 

“Ah, you must be the Lord Vel’adir,” The man began as he leaned forward to rest his elbows upon the desk. “Oh, pardon me, sir Vel’adir it would be now, right? Captain? No matter, Mister Vel’adir, you have kept me and my men waiting for quite some time...our Master is a rather expectant and impatient man and you are doing little to aid us in doing his bidding.” He brought his hands to clasp together, fingers intertwining to provide a small perch for his chin. Vel’adir caught the briefest glimpse of what seemed to be some sort of tattoo, a serpent formed into an odd shape. There was little time for him to respond or even attempt to make a get away when the four others besieged him, gripping onto the man’s arms tightly as the ‘leader’ , as it seemed, finally stood with a small vial in hand. 

“Come now, this will only take a moment. We need you to be cooperative, Mister Eventide.” The man forcefully cooed as he gripped Vel’adir’s chin and forced the contents of the vial between his lips. 

“You are fools...all...of ... you...” The blonde elf finally managed a warning as his words slowly began to slur and his vision darkened to lead up to his body falling limp into the grip of the other’s. 

“We shall see, blondie. For now, set him aside, make sure he is comfortable but not...too comfortable.” 

[k-sunrael]

[X]- Go ahead and gimme dem Eventides

“A family that has been friends of my own for quite some time. I am quite close with each in our own little way which is nice no matter how much time has passed. I certainly hope that our families continue to keep close ties in the future.”

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[veladireventide]

"When I see you, I miss you all the more."

“My dear one… there is not a day that goes by that I do not miss you, even when I am in your presence. There was so much for us, for our future together. I wish I could have given you more, given you what you wanted. I wish I would have been able to allow myself to fall into your family and remain there. I only learned too late that I can say no to others, that I can put my happiness over theirs. We’ve said it in our own way in the past, but I love you with a love that sprouted very young and protective but grew into so much more. Always stay yourself, never let anyone get in the way of your wants or needs. Never forget me.” 

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“When I see you, I ...” finish in my askbox .

[veladireventide]

[k-sunrael]

Vel’adir;

It pleases me that the gifts have been to your liking. Some practical in their own little ways. I only hope that you come to find some measure of importance to them as the days go on. As always, I am located to where you know me best to be. The house, the city or the bar though I cannot promise the roads in between.

I am sure that when you find time you will accommodate your proposition. To be frank, I am interested to see what sort of things bar your mind as of late. It seems that we have had more and more people reaching out with proposals and propositions. Some interesting; others…not so much but we try to make due while including who we can.

I hope you are well.

-K.sun’rael

[[ @veladireventide ]]

[veladireventide]

[veladireventide]

As he held the letter in one hand and opened the ornate wooden box with the other, a smile flittered across his face. They were perfect, in every way, just as she was. He hated his presence wasn't made as often as he liked but truthfully, he didn't want to hurt her. He carried his fingertips across the excellent craftsmanship of the pistols and all that was held inside with them, admiring them from afar before plucking one up and eyeing it like a child would a new toy. Abruptly, he set the pistol back into it's case and moved to pen a response to Kaevia. My dearest Kaevia, This is likely the best gift I have received in quite some time, truly you are one for picking out things so meaningful. The ship, the compass, the pistols, you are ever thoughtful. I will meet you at the Smoking Crow in the coming days, I would like to see if you might take me up on a small proposition. With love and care, Vel [ @k-sunrael ]

[k-sunrael]

A decent size box would have found its way to one of the eldest Eventide family members. Of course it was a well crafted box which held a good amount of weight to it. Within was a pair of pistols, finely crafted and a simple note accompanied the gift in gold lettering. 

Thank you for your time and company, be sure to visit again and have a few drinks. I’m sure your sister’s finest will be in stock.

-K.Sun’rael

[ @veladireventide ]

[veladireventide]

[ made by the lovely @k-sunrael for her character, Kaevia, and Vel’aidr!]

[k-sunrael]

In for a Penny, in for a Pound

The letter that had been left for her remained in the bathroom next to the dry bathtub the entire day. As enticing as the notion was and as much as she loved soaking in a hot bath, the Priestess went without. Candles remained unlit and the goods had been put on ice to keep them fresh; unless Rhistel had caught wind of them long before Kaevia’s departure. The drink had gone down smooth by noon and as the day beckoned her, so did business.

Her Uncle was a hard man to find and track down, even more so when he wished to remain behind the shadows. As luck would have it, anyone could be tracked so long as they had the right tools.

Cold air within the office of the Smoking Crow hit her when she stepped into the room, sheer curtains bellowing in the gentle breeze. For the most part everything looked untouched and the door had still been locked from the outside. Slowly the Priestess walked a circle or two around the room inspecting the area, even the liquor had been untouched though it might have been difficult if a quaff or two was taken.

“The pistols you asked for K— what’s wrong?” Sheri spoke out as she found the Priestess in the middle of the room, gazing around as if though she were lost in some thought. Truth be told Sheri feared she might have been intoxicated, “Did you lose something?”

“I’m not quite sure.” Kaevia replied and with her arms crossed she turned to gaze along the room once more, “Everything seems well and intact. I cannot say for certain. You didn’t hear anything this morning?”

“No ma’am! It has been very quiet all morning and I did some cleaning upstairs today but there was nothing –” the woman offered a few blinks and brought up alongside of her company, “What should I do with these you asked for?”

Sheri was met with a wave of her hand, “See to it they reach Vel’adir Eventide. Have a note with a thank you in there. If there are people keen on murdering around these areas and quick to hop into offices, I’d rather he come prepared next he wanders through our doors.”

Exhaling the Priestess drew her hand through her raven locks, tucking them back from her eyes to exhaust one more look around the room and Sheri took her leave, “Tricky…”she muttered out and a firm slap came to her thigh in defeat. First Mr.Glass had shown up with lies, murdered, the relic had been taken and what was worse….her own blood thought it wise to take from her.

Her lip curled and a canine presented itself, “While you’re at it, summon the Hunter would you?”

“Which one?” Sheri called over her shoulder.

“The only one suitable for looking death in the face and having the guts to spit on him. No one steals from me.”

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[veladireventide]

The letter would be left upon the pillow that lay next to her as she woke. 

My dear,

I have greatly enjoyed being in your company yet again. I mean it with all my heart that I have missed you immensely. For when you wake, the bath has been prepared and it must just be run. Relax, you always work too hard. 

Should it interest you in the near future, I have spoke with Cindel and Silvia, both of which have agreed to watch the child for at least two days so that I might take you out on a short sail. Perhaps not yet on the large ship you so graciously gifted, but on a smaller boat. 

I have returned to see that my crew have been taking care of the glory, but I will be back soon should you care for another visit. 

Think on my offer, dear one.

With love always,

Vel

[ @k-sunrael ]

[namk1]

[veladireventide]

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[k-sunrael]

Regret Unfiltered

It had been but a day since the missive had reached Kaevia from abroad. The blonde haired man found himself in an unfamiliar tavern, though as he stepped up to the doors and noticed the insignia and name, he knew it was where he was told to seek. Chatter and typical tavern like sounds filled the air as he made his way through the small crowd that had gathered there to make his way to the bar in hopes of finding someone that would know where she was.

“The Lady is upstairs, sir, though I am not sure she wishes to be bothered.” The bartender offered in reply to his inquiry, though Vel’adir found himself simply smiling in return.

“She will want to see me, it is pre-arranged. Thank you, friend.” Was his retort before the fine but loosely dressed nobleman began his ascent up the stairs to find where the Priestess might be. Coming to the door he was sent toward, he gave it a gentle knock and pushed it open further as it stood slightly cracked.  “Kaevia…” He breathed softly to call forth her attention from whatever she might be doing.

The woman at the desk ceased to write whatever she had been scripting to parchment. Much of her desk was littered with ink wells and stampers, rolled wax and snippets of parchment that undoubtedly would become missives of notes for swift reminders.

Visitors weren’t uncommon. After all that was the entire purpose of the bar itself was to provide a locale for people looking for sellswords and a safe haven for those swords to find rest. A hole in the wall without the confines of city laws. Here, they had their own set of rules and code which all seemed to respect, even Kaevia herself was not above the expectations.

The quill paused and in that moment her fingers pinched it tighter. The subtle glow of the light in the room might have made his face a tad difficult to make out until he drew closer. However, the Priestess was smart. She didn’t need a face to know his voice. The woman could have been lind for all of her days and knew exactly who beckoned her. Chance be damned…

“Vel’adir..”She finally rested the feather along the desk and stood, gracefully she balanced herself at the tip of her fingers which kissed the top of her desk, “I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon. It has been quite a while, hasn’t it?” she clipped her words with the question, a curious gaze looking over his person and choice of attire which of course was a little different for him than what she was use to. Then again, it had been half a year or more since they had seen one another. A lot could happen in a short amount of time, after all.

For a moment, as she turned to finally face him, he found himself in a blissful silence that allowed his gaze to look her over with such care. He scoffed a chuckle, his hands pinching at the white linen of his shirt. “I found it much more comfortable at seas and it has rather grown on me.” He admitted before taking yet another few steps closer to her.

The glow and gleam of her eyes in the dimly lit room reminded him of just how near perfect he had found her to be, feeling as if he could always find his way back to her no matter where the world would take him. He could see the stars through her gaze, feel the wind’s breeze with her touch, and know home in his heart. But as much as his being urged to swoop her up then and there, he refrained as it had, in fact, been quite a while as he had left her. “It seems the messenger moved a bit slower than I had intended, allowing us to make further passage home before you actually received my package. Speaking of, I hope you liked it?” He asked, his voice ever sincere, one that almost held a nervousness to it but knowing him he was still calm and collected despite a world of history between two beings.

“As it the way of it.” Kaevia added in response to the speed of which messages often met their recipients.

With careful consideration she adjusting the papers on her desk and casually stuffed them under a paperweight to make along to the front of the desk to ensure a more familiar approach as the Eventide’s had always been close friends of the Sun’raels; t’was better not to impose otherwise.

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