As the party approaches suddenly realizes that he forgot to hire a Caterer. Signs rapidly put up and placed.
Caterer needed for and Event this Sunday.
Please contact Galen Pau if you are interested.
Extra coin paid due to short notice for this event.
Commissioner Gabardini with much excitement announces the promotion of Shay and Decimuss Silverweb both to the positions of Inspector. With these promotions we are looking to a strong future in handling the crime of our city.
We imagine,
We create,
We destroy,
We hate,
We learn,
We love,
We yearn,
We escape.
We use a meter to give all players complete fairness in the role play. Dice rolls are used to provide the “random factor” which exists in life. LaRPS, not only provides the features to dice roll based on the player’s statistics but enables character development through their journey as they progress through skills. Of course, there is some pure meter combat (button bashing) but you’ll find this is against the many creatures in the realm. As this is a MMORPG, there are basic creatures such as chickens, mastiffs and other normal animals right up to some of the more aggressive “boss” type fantasy creatures, such as zombies, RazorWings, Dark Bone Elites and more.
LaRPS was specially made and created by myself to serve this purpose. There are many meter systems out in SL but none provide the features to realize a quality and fair RP environment.
When there is Player v Player in the RP area, a storyteller is on scene to witness and provide narration for those successful and unsuccessful rolls. It can get quite entertaining when you are readying your sword only to find out you’ve just cut off your thumb by rolling a “1″. Still, could be worse. When players wish to “duke it out” themselves, they go to the special Combat Area and they have fun casting, melee swing and shooting themselves to their hearts content. Button bashing has its benefits in way of releasing some aggression that would probably turn into OOC drama if it wasn’t released. As Legacies is OOC and drama free, it is important to give players ways to exercise their feelings.
I’ve seen and spoken to many role players in realms where meters and no gauge is used. To me, this is pure godmodding as you already define the goal and outcome of the scene. Not much fun for people if you tell them the ending of the movie and/or story before you begin. The most exciting thing about role play adventures is the discovery itself.
As freeform RP is made up on the spot given a basic outline, the creative minds flow and you really see imagination shine through. After all, we are the most creative race on this planet and just by looking at Second Life itself, the evidence is very clear.
So, to get back to the question: Why use a meter in Legacies? The simple answer is, …..
We live to role play,
We role play to live.
The Kensington Manor.
((The Old Forgotten Manor on the back side of Asphodel Meadows was discovered by Lord Ammon and his family.. ))
Upon arrival with the fog and crashing waves on the boats.. Lord Ammon moved towards the docks steadying his step from the long journey.. He aproached the new city explorative and quietly at first, studying the residents and guests.. Following the roads for Nights learning some of the blocks and businesses.. Road after road of businesses and homes he finally took to the rails..
As he rides the rails he notices what seems to be a abandon manor tucked behind the Isle in Asphodel Meadows.. Night after Night of riding about the dark dank mansion drew his attention. Eventually he got off the Trolley stop the dead end of sorts and made his way up to the Manor.. Cracking the door open.. He notices the disrepair almost as if the previous owner just took off and left..
As he explores the corridors looking about the rooms gathered with dust and just watches.. Almost something drawing him to it.. This place can work he thinks.. The Family will love it.. Looks about the stuff left remembering the antiques they have in storage..
Going to the Public Works of the city he learns there is no lease or ownership of last know family to the manor.. He hires a few construction crews to start remodeling and renovating the area.. But does not move much of the old furniture out..
Slowly but steadily lumber and crates arrive from the trains .. Antiques and furniture along with building material start to flow in from trains.. The manor is getting life.. And soon the Kensington family will arrive!
Journal entry by Ash, Legacies, 1891.
Day 1 - 7:06AM
I arrived in Legacies by boat. It’s the very heart of London. It’s so dark and dreary I’ll never understand what is so apealing to this country.
I have come from Georgia in America and the trip was almost gastly. The ship rocked and forth as though it was being tugged by some unforseen force. I didn’t think we’d ever make it. It took us about a month to reach the shores of London.
I’ll never forget it. Even the ships crew got sick. Some didn’t like going to London. They said it was a bad place and many remarked about me. Saying a lady should know not to go to such places. I didn’t wear my finest on the ship as I didn’t want to get my gowns dirtly.
My father was teary eye’d as I was getting ready to leave. He walked up to me and gave me the most gentle hug a father could give. When I pulled back from him I felt a new weight around my neck.
It was a necklace. Clasped with a small silver chain dangled this magnificant stone. It danced and glowed. I smiled touching it over my heart as I leaped into his arms to hug him thanking him for the necklace. He spoke gently as he told me that the necklace would bring me luck and, good company. He said that last bit with a drawn out sigh as though he was in deep thought.
I still remember those words, even now as I sit here by candlelight listening to the fire crackling behind me. I finally recieved my new home. I purchased a months rent as I sent my application in by carrier. I recieved my key a week later. Goodness was that a long week. I had to stay in Ten Bells as the wait left me penniless.
I had put all of my savings into that months rent, also sending for my things where costly. I come from a family of money but I have done enough. I don’t want to lean on my family anymore.
As I was about to move into my new place I noticed that the recent tenants things where still in there. Just as I was about to send a letter to my landlord, two men showed up in a small carriage. They handed me a letter stating that they were there to pick up the items inside the house. I nodded and opened the door for them with my new skeleton key.
They entered quickly and began to grabe what they could slinging them into boxes. Filling them as quickly as they could. They didn’t seem to care about the position of the items or even if they would survive the trip. I watched making sure to stay out of their way.
They made it to the third level of the house when I heard rummaging and a man curse. I looking up the stairs as I began to hear cracking noises. “CRASH!” instantly the man went straight through the floor landing on his backside. Half the house was gone in a flash and everything around him crumbled down.
I screamed and ran out of the home to the sidewalk and watched as my neigbhors came out of their homes to see what the yelling was about. Dorian an artist next door instantly helped the man up.
He was okay but you could tell he’d be sore in the morning. He limped a bit, straightened his back and grabed everything he could carry. Yelling as he entered his carriage his partner was hot on his heels. They were gone as quickly as they had appeared.
I looked around to see the damage and sent a letter by carrier to the landlord. I noticed that an entire room was filled with antigues as I began to clear out the debre as much as possible. My neighbor even helped as we set things to the side on the curb.
I’d have to pay for the clean up on this one, but it was understandable. It was a pretty big mess. After I began to make a dent my movers showed up. They began to unload crates that I noticed right off the bat. They were from Georgia. Antiques and even some new items. A new couch set I had never noticed before. Father must have sent it as a welcome gift. He always likes to suprise me.
My old nightgown was on top of a crate titled “Bedroom” which I sighed in relief. “Fresh Linens” I said happily and quickly started placing items that were in the “None” damaged part of the house.
I couldn’t simply LEAVE my stuff out on the street. Who knows who would come and take it. Barry Towers a newly aquianted friend from Ten Bells stopped by and peeked in. He smiled as I noticed he had a new guitar on his back. He offered a hand but I was already moving furniture in their designated places. He pulled his guitar and strummed it playing a soft tune.
I smiled, it was nice to listen to some music. I wiped off my piano and relished in it’s new polished shine. After a while I asked Barry if he wanted some tea but he shook his head telling me it was getting late and he had to head back to Ten Bells.
I felt sad that he had to go, especially back to that place. Maybe I’ll see about renting out one of my rooms. It is a lot of space for one lady. Even though, I’m happy to have a home of my own.
Well I should get ready for the day. I see the sun poking through.
Love,
Ash
A strange sullen feeling is in the air. It should be a day of rejoice. A day to celebrate the birth of the child. But….. what do we care? Some care. Some of the mortals take pride in her celebration. Most curse the wretched child for bring darkness into their life. What happens in the future, is up to you. You carve the path of mortal or demon.
Take arms against the crown of Victoria and remain steadfast and support the rift.
“Release Me”
…
The citizens look up at the whirring, whizzing flying contraption overhead… it drops its inventor into the depths of the Bay of Legacies, then back up, wildly spinning over mountains and… well… you be the judge…..
Yes, the original dark Victorian Role Play realm has turned a grand old age of ONE year. In celebration of this monumental act of chronological delight, all this week for the next 7 days, the EXP Tick is doubled:
Sleeping tick will be 4+
Role Play tick rate will be 70+
I want to thank everyone, all the RPers and creative minds that help Legacies along. Besides the ongoing stories of *coughs* The Dark One and the Mortals, Free Form RP has delighted us with such wonders.
Keep the RP juices flowing 
The Illuminated ones go about their rituals in the bowels of their chambers. Blood is spilled and pacts are made. Meanwhile their dalliances with things not fully understood by the likes of man bring the barriers of the planes ever closer and the worlds of the living brush against the worlds of the dead. Tremors ripple across the surface of the ground sending vibrations through the pavers along the streets. Glass rattles in the windows as precious heirlooms fall from their shelves. To the south and east the sea boils, great clouds of steam breaking the surface. Demons and angels alike stand aside as a new land emerges while the ambivalent continue without regard.
A new land emerges.
The website is back up, at last. News and the latest interesting stuff that happens In Character role play will be posted here.
Enjoy
Fire Brigade Needed:
The bank has set aside funds for the fire brigade, in the sum of 5000 coins.
Rushes back out and over to the mayors office..shows him the wire…and the notice for the brigade..
runzz back out of the mayors office to the local sign maker to make signs and attahing the over the city..
HEAR YE..HEAR YE……No Coins this month…Fire Brigade in dire need of workers.. coins available to them alone.
Please contact
Lord Mayor Corvus or Sasha Branagh
Sitting at the bank placing all the papers in order, cleaning up from the fire and the damage it caused. The telegraph machines starts to buzz as a wire from across seas is sent..”due to the increasing raid of pirates. STOP…and the East India rebellion ..StOP…The massive storms in the ocean causing ships to be overturned, and cargo lost…STOP.. There can be no delivery to your city this month.STOP… end wire..
Pulling the wire from the machine, reading it over then rises out of my chair, runz to the London Legacies gazette to get the word out to the people. Approaching the editor presses the wire into the editors hand.
Legacies First Savings & Loan Staff
London Legacies Gazette
13th Edition July 27-1891
Owner - Nisha Rayna
Editor - Brawen
Trial of Captain Brown Beard
Author- Name Withheld by Request (The Editor chose to leave this in the words and spelling of the one whom submitted it)
The court is in silence as everyone stabs whit his eyes to the men….the Word pirate is a whisper arround the people that is watching how a men is about to be sentenced by piracy crimes…
the judge seems to be in a solemn silence while the advocates thinks and try to make time..
the sound of the pocketwatch makes the pulse become more faster, i can feel how the men feels…he is afraid…he feels like he is digging himself up on his own grave.
More people arrives at the courthouse as the men whit the mask remains in a deadly silence…maybe feeling thrilled and getting ready to be a legend. to Jump to the books of history as one of many that followed the old ways of take what you can and never regret.
The Fawkes mask giving him strenght as i belive he feels proud of the crimes he comited.
she seems to have faith as she continues…i think this is a humiliation for the police and i think that makes this city interesting
the watch points to the 4.33 while the judge ask for the things of the golum to be removed.
The Judge looking anoyed as the courthouse remains on silence, i can feel how the death stalks the room as all we know that the captain is going to loose.
But….If he looses, he will be a martyr for all his kind.
May blackbeard salute you.
May Sparrow drink for you
May John Silver carry your soul trough the deep oceans
Not fearing to Davy Jones
Your rest would feel into the deeples ocean beeing saluted by Nemo Himself
And knowing that your story will impulse to the new pirates
The trial becames a parody of itself while while the lawyer says that the police didnt told him about his crimes. there was no police aviable at the time of the arrest for what its say. I must say that this is a very good parody.
The real trial begins while the crimes are spoken.
Larceny, Grand larceny.
Suddenly the lawyer says feeling confident “My client wishes to pleade Not Guilty” as the captain nods.
The open statment begins while a cough is heard, while the prosecutor begins by saying..
“Your Honor, People of the City, this man here, known by multiple identies as Captain Brownbeard, Brother Thaddeus, and who knows how many others, is all the work of one very clever, abiet insane individual, and today, i plan on exposing the man in the mask for the acts of larceny that he has done. He is Mister Sphincter Allen, nothing more than someone who has a lot of time on his hands to not build a positive lifestyle, but a lifestyle off the hard work others have done. I am finished.”
The defense stands up saying
“Respectfully your honor and people of this city but my client was never advised of any crimes previous tothis time nor willfully admitted any wrong doing a. I intend to prove he is innocent.”
Whit this words i see a challenge, i see trust and i see interesting options….Will the captain end up as a hero? or as a martyr?.
her words seems to be filled whit trust as she poceedes saying “He is a misguided individual but not a criminal. I shall prove such and with that my statement is complete.”
This is a tastefull moment of knowing that the police dont do their job very good….How can this city trust in someone that doesnt know how to do its job? in my own opinion this is a circus. i wont be surprised if i see a clown entering in the court room.
Speaking of clowns…the witness are called, the mayor is called in first instance the palid men sits as he swears he will say the truth….but he is a politician….i spect to see his hand burning or the bible exploding…well…the bible frozes as soon he touchs it…its something.
Im not surprised if he decides to lie and manipulate the truth thanks to his politic powers.
he soons start saying “Due to the lack of constables, I performed a citizens arrest upon another individual. After arresting that man and having him placed into the cell, I left the cell area to find Lady Morgdah speaking with the gentleman. Apparently she had placed a truth spell of some form upon him, and had him admit that he was Mr. Howdy, Captain Brownbeard, and Sphincter Allen, and also admitting that he was the gentleman who has been moving across the city, stealing from homes and individuals and leaving a marking upon the wall” Interesting..lack of constables…why?
Citizens arrests?…thats a tool that may be used by the own citizents to prepare a set up
the prosecutor continues asking if he confessed right away. soon after this the mayor looks him straight into his eyes as he says “Yes, I asked him why he was there, he said it was Lady Morgdah who had brought him there. I asked him what crimes he had commited, and those were the crimes he admitted to. This was also witnessed by Lady Morgdah and Lady Iheko”
The mayor is asked about where was mister allen found when he preformed the citizent arrest. he replies answering
”You misunderstand me. I was not the individual who performed the arrest upon him. Lady Morgdah was. I was performing an arrest upon another individual for a seperate crime. He was in the office when I came in, as well as Lady Morgdah.”
“I see, Do you remember anything else suspicious of the circumstances?”
the mayor shakes his head saying “No, once the truth spell wore off, the man immediately began denying everything he had said prior.”
I must know…did Lady morgdah and miss iheko Saw to the mayor using that spell? or did they saw the confession only?…
the defense asks “Did you during the interaction whit my client ever hear charges read to him?. ” at this the mayo replies “”No, he was asked why he was there, and what crimes he had commited to be there. He was never specifically asked if he did those particular crimes, he admitted to them openly”
the defense continues saying “I see so he asked what crimes he committed to be incacerated. Was this question answered?” while the mayor answers “Yes it was”
the defense continues “And what was he told were the nature of his crimes and by whom?” a quick reply is forged and say as “”Theft across the city and to individual persons under the guise of Mr. Howdy, Brother Thaddeous, and Captain Brownbeard.”
the defense looks to the mayor and asks coldly and sharply like a knife “I see and was he afforded this information before of after a spell was cast upon him?”
the mayor thinks and shoots the answer like a bullet ” Not that I am aware. The situation as explained to me by Lady Morgdah, is that the gentleman in question was complaining about physical problems. She asked him if he wished to see the doctor, to which he declined. He explained that he believed Dr. Eve to have drugged him. Curious, Lady Morgdah asked him why he believed that, and he went on to tell her that it was for a wrong doing that he declined to explain. Deciding to find the truth, she placed the spell upon him. He then explained that he had stolen from the hospital, as well as many other places under these disguises. He was then promptly brought to the jail, and repeated such to myself. She then released him from this spell, and he began immediately denying the fact.”
“So he was not provided the specifics regarding the crimes of which he was accused until after he was under the influence of a spell. I have no further questions for this witness at this time”"
the mayor speaks quietly…maybe that question hit something while he says “There are other incidences that I have witnessed personally under these disguises that I have dealt with, if that is of interest to you…..” A personal vendetta? maybe he wants him down because he bulled him on the school…who knows.
the next witness is called “Barriste calls Sphincter allen”. the captain gets up and walks towards crossing the room, showing his big chest fill whit ego and his mouth full whit fooly and coolyness. he knows what will happend next as he sits. i can feel how she smiles under his mask. theres silence …deadly silence
his name is asked for the record, he proudly says “Captain Abraham J Brownbeard” the people looks to him debouting while he is asked his true name…
A traveleler never gives his true name….the words come out of his mouth but the place mantains in silence…people call him lier..i call him hero. His face is asked to be removed but he says not to…he claims he lost his true face thanks to the battles over sea.
”Sir, we know you are Mister Sphincter Allen, and you have confessed to having multiple identies already.” says the prosecutor while the captain answers “Theres no Farce,Sir”
“Why did you lead this Campaign of Larceny, when you know full well, that all these identies are just to cover up layers of illegal scams and activities?” he answers almost knowing he would be asked that “I led no such campaign, Sir.” his voice is muffled by the mask
suddenly everything goes in silence as the judge says ” Mr will can we stop lecturing him on his moral choices and question him at the facts at hand”
he looks to the captain and he asks “What were you doing when Lady Morgdah caught you sir?”, he says inmidetly “Standing on the street” a sigh is heard and a smile is seen . roughtly the question is shooted whit hate “So you deny you are anyone else, that you did any crimes, and you are at least Three, if not more identities?” as the captain whispers “I deny it, sir”. Mister Will is getting pissed as he ask “So if you deny it, remove your mask, so the people can see your true face, if your not Mister Allen?”. the captain strikes back telling ” “As I said, Sir, my mask can not be removed……Sir” The defense strikes toughtly saying “Objection badgering again and relevence” mister williams shouts in rage “Whitdraw” as he remains in silence…and then he finishes saying “No more questions…” a growl is heard while the judge asks to a madame “Do you need a minute to collect yourself?”.
the lawyer walks towards the captain and starts saying “”Captian Brownbeard I will be brief and my questions simple. Have you ever confessed to any crime in front of law enforcement officals?”. as soon she finishes mister william shouts “”Objection, the witness is badgering the court with his false identity.”" the judge says “Overrulled” while the preasure attacks to him…a shout is heard while the mask melts away showing a scarred men. scared and tear up to pieces, his face cant be described as i feel pity for him. his moans of pain who would do so cowards acts? i hope i could know….
a rescess is asked but the captain shouts “I can Continue, Ma’am!”. the judge nods as the trial continues the magic is forbidden in the court by the judge in a shout of bring the order on the room…
the defense asks “Please sir define larceny for me” but the captain cant answer he says he doesnt know as she keeps asking “I see so you are accused of something which you do not understand. Were you offered an opportunity to speak with a barrister for clarification?”, the captain shyly answers “no, ma’am”
the question that hits all… the defense asks
“Were you at any time placed under either drugs or enchantment which may have taken your cognizence and free will?”
and suddenly the captain says “Yes ma’am..I was”.
the silence breaks a minutes later when the prosecutor.
the prosecutor continues by asking “Mister Allen, to the point, do you remember being under a spell?”
“Yes and no,sir” he answers and continue saying “I remember being bewitched. I do not remember what hapened during the bewitchment, Sir.”
”So you admit to being under a truth spell, yes or no?”
the captain answers “No, sir” after that statement he steps down in solemne silence
soon the mayor is asked to walk to the stand
“Lord Mayor, you did say he was under a truth spell at the time?”
the mayor replies looking calm like every politic “Well yes and no. It is the vampiric trait known as Dominance. Lady Morgdah has control of the subject for a certain period of time. She commanded him to tell her the truth, and then tell the truth to myself.”
“Was the witness aware he was under this Dominance?”
“In my presence I may add. Truthfully, I was not in front of the original Dominance. Was he aware? I do not believe he was, as when she released him, he immediately began denying everything he had been asked prior to that” he replies
Dominance….Vampire powers….a mayor whit a personal vendetta?. this is bullshit
“Also, on a seperate matter, I was the gentleman who removed Mr. Brownbeard’s mask, you may repremand me as needed:” says the mayor…he is a coward in my own opinion. a coward backstaber manipulator that feels free to do what he wants…theres No real justice… the judge says “”I will have no more magic in my court room sir. Consider this the first and last warning.” I knew it…This Is Bullshit.
more witness are asked but this trial is a joke, a parody of itself…i cant stand this anymore.
The closing statements are asked but for this reporter, it doenst make sence anymore.
the captain remains calm and in solemn silence while the defense finishes saying “It remain the job of the prosecution to prove beyond all reasonable doubt that any crime was commited by my client. Furthermore, if an offense is committed one must understand that offense to be punished properly for it. “My client was not advised of any charges until his free will was taken from him. He never agreed as no being would to have his free will taken. He also never signed any legal documentation confessing any crime Furthemore, he has shown he does not understand the chargesand wa not allowed legal counsel. So the obivious decision is to find my client not guilty.” at least some comon sence on this charade
Mister Will ends saying “Ladies and Gentleman, what we have seen here tonight, abiet in a manor that is not normal to a proceeding, is someone who is very clever. Yes, he was exposed in a way that i do not approve of, yes i think he is diranged, yes i think this might reflect badly with how things were handled. But, while some feel he deserves pity, mercy, understanding, and i understand and i agree to a degree, and i hope he gets help. But he admited he did wrong! is it the way things are normally handled, no, it isn’t, is it the way we should handle things, no, we should not. when you did something wrong, you have to own up to it, like we saw tonight. Its is up to you people, in the jury to deside right or wrong, and while i do not like how things were handled, i do not want to see someone guilty get away with Larceny, that is the point. Remember we all have faults and problems, but remember he lied to us as well. and with that, i rest my case.”
After the maham a shout is screamed “Not Guilty”
The maham , the poisoning…this is a charade…a lie…
this is the humble opinion of a writter.
Atte: Spider
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The Trial- Sucess or Failure– Was Justice Served?
Written by : Dryl and Brawen
(Brawen due to illness was unable to attend. She used the transcripts provided by Dryl)
[2:16] Mordeth Morgwain: “ahhhh you can be taught”
[2:16] Mordeth Morgwain spanks Sasha Branagh
[2:17] Mordeth Morgwain: “Ok that was for fun…..”
[2:17] Sas shakes my head keeping my eyes closed..not reacting
[2:17] Sas letting my mind drift of..
[2:18] Sas softly begins to hum
[2:18] Mordeth Morgwain tucks the stick back under my arm and closes my eyes again as my hands once again take my arms and lead my body. Each motion smooth and fluid.
[2:20] Sas moves along with the music as the air seems to become thin..the heaviness of my anger, hunger and thoughts seem to drift from me..as the past seems to whisk away..
[2:22] Mordeth Morgwain each motion kept simple. Nothing sharp to them. Eyes staying comfortably shut as I rock on the balls of my heels to the tips of my toes. Seeming to cast through each movement as if the body was outside of it’s own control. A gentle neutrality floating through the air the further indepth the motions become.
[2:23] Sas letting the muisc flow through me as I feel my body move intime with the peace it brings, stretching my arms out, bending at the knees as my form begins to take a meditative state
[2:26] Mordeth Morgwain speaking softly as if carried in the music it’s self. “now think unbidden…. When you find that thought hold it… use that thought… make it the one thing that is your center… That one thing that will bring you through no matter what distraction occurs outside of you or within..”
[2:29] Sas listens but doesnt respond as your voice seems t be miles away..thinks of the beautiful waters of the isle..the lapping of the ocean..the breeze of the night..
[2:30] Mordeth Morgwain lowers my head as it seems as if sand is now felt under foot where wood once was…. a very soft breeze filling the space.
[2:31] Sas letting my mind go freely to the waters as my steps becomes lighter..
[2:31] Mordeth Morgwain letting my head droop further still as the waters of the fountain seem to fade away to the more natural sounds of the surf.
[2:33] Sas moves as if a breeze were carrying me over the earths floor..feeling stress work its way out of my body..finding a peace never found before
[2:34] Mordeth Morgwain: “explore the island now…. make it one in your mind… the more farmiliar it is the less you will have to work to bring it to the fore”
[2:35] Sas hearing once more the softness in your voice in my minds eye steps upon the soft soil of the earth..feeling the green grass beneath my feet..the breeze cradling my body into its embrace, the sound of the ocean, the night birds and the energy of the moon seep into every crevice of my being
[2:36] Mordeth Morgwain: “take your thought now as it is your home… and orient yourself to the center of your island… The very center.”
[2:38] Sas pulls the feeling of peace into me, moving in my minds eye to the center ..continously moving with the sounds around me feeling the life awake
[2:40] Mordeth Morgwain: “know each detail as intimately as you know yourself now in this moment…. embrace it in your arms as if it were your lover… give yourself to it and take what it has to offer”
[2:42] Sas keeping my minds eye open. The weightlessness of my being moves slowly i draw in what is given to me..feeling the rush of energy ..
[2:44] Sas taking an imaginary breath..feeling my hair drift across my body my arms move intime w/my body as each movvement becomes more graceful thena the next..placing each foot fall quietly down as I sway across the fllor beomcing one..with all I am
[2:44] Mordeth Morgwain: “know each aspect for what it is supposed to be. And then bring to mind that one thing that is the source of your purest darkness. What ever that may be… your greatest fear your absolute worst…. That thing which will break you undeniably.”
[2:45] Mordeth Morgwain: “Take yourself to it as intimately as you have taken yourself to that place of peace.”
[2:46] Sas quietly speaks..i have only one such fear..that is the loss of one that has captured my heart…I recognize this I have accepted it.
[2:46] Mordeth Morgwain: “delve into it.”
[2:46] Mordeth Morgwain: “Live it, breathe it.”
[2:47] Sas: “Then it too will bring out my anger”
[2:47] Mordeth Morgwain: “Do it”
[2:47] Sas: “there is no peace in anger..”
[2:47] Mordeth Morgwain sighs quietly and lowers my head
[2:49] Mordeth Morgwain: “do not break stride. do not break form. refocus now on what I’ve told you to.”
[2:50] Sas: “I only desire the feel of that ones arms about me, to feel his body pressed to mine..to not have such..there is no peace..to lose one so amazing brings only anger..Anger is what has driven me for ages..This one has shown me temperance..serenity..love unconditional..*as my words flowl from my lips Icontinue to center on that one..the smile..the laughter..the passion.”
[2:50] Mordeth Morgwain spanks Sasha Branagh
[2:51] Mordeth Morgwain looks back at you. “I said focus..”
[2:51] Sas continues to move w/o reaction as if the stick slipped past my body ..
[2:52] Sas retunrs to humming softly drawing in the energy, feeling it move through my body..letting the sensation of peace flow taking it in and accepting its gifts
[2:53] Mordeth Morgwain looks back at you and shakes my head and reaches up and removes the collar and the ring putting them on the ground. “You must go to that dark place now.”
[2:55] Sas gives a soft sigh..speaks in almost a whisper.”im not sure youwant me to do that..
[2:56] Mordeth Morgwain looks back at you. “you’ve trusted me this far..”
[2:56] Sas: “That means breaking the peace Im finding..and getting angry..to savor in killing..death..destruciton..”
[2:57] Mordeth Morgwain: “Do it….”
[2:58] Mordeth Morgwain slowly closes my eyes once again drawing the energy around myself to my center. My hands shaping the flow as the motions continue unabated. Slowly swirling that energy outwards around us to form a bubble of which nothing can escape to the outside.
[3:01] Sas shakes my head only slightly ..shifting my focus on the mass chaos..the killing..torturing that hate of betrrayal..feeling the anger rise in me..visioning me pulling my blade killing those that interfere, taking and torturing fodder for the fun..going back even further as the memoris of my human life comes into view..the burning of my home, the killing of my parents..the rape, the torture thrusted upon me, leaving me mangled, disfigured, battered and broken on the road side as all I ever knew went up in flame..As my memories become alive a rush of energy rises from me a small glow starts to form at my center..curling back my lips
[3:02] Mordeth Morgwain keeping my eyes closed as the ambient heat rises against our skin. The hot wind wipping our hair.
[3:05] Sas the memories come rushing from the past, feeling the wet earth under my nails, clawing to find a hiding spot feeling my body broken , in the night a fgure on a steed scoops me up, as my limp body seems to be carried as darkness takes me..stifles the anger as I feel the heat generate from you..as I continue to walk memories of the past..waking to find myself bandaged, a hatred, a fear of what is to be, homeless..w/o family..
[3:06] Mordeth Morgwain feeling the bitter heat blister the skin the dejection and the swelling consumption… “drink it in..”
[3:08] Sas as the anger ebbs up the glow in my center moves outward to swirl around me, trying to suppress my body from shaking as I contine to remmeber the figure taking me into a large room filled with blade a low growl escapes my lips as the feeling of hatred begins to consume my inner soul..watching myself as if in slow motion take up the sword wielding it, the dark figure moves silently guiding me as I begin to heal his words repeatatively fills my thoughts of revenge
[3:10] Mordeth Morgwain continues the movements of my body as shadow swirls with heat and flame. Darkening, reddening. “Feel the steel… bed the betrayal…. let your skin crawl with it all.”
[3:12] Sas drawing power and untiy pulls it into my very fiber, seeing myself ride over acres of land on a black steed the freedom, the peace of riding hard and fast..as this figure affords me comforts that was taken.. as each night he appeared teaching me lessons of survival..his scent burned into my, his gracefulness..his dark hair..his dark eyes..his hand upon mine as each lesson completes ..reading, learning the ways of other worlds, countries..him always reminding me of a gift so power ful..one to exact my revenge..a hunger that will never be sated..
[3:17] Sas each moment leading to the next time passing, my body growing stronger, my anger burning..riding out on the black steed with my now only lover in my grasp..holding it by the hilt the blade glimmering from the moon as the fires from villages catch my attention..the rising smell of cooked food, the bellowing of drunkards..seeing myself bring the steed to a halt..dropping off his back, going into the pub..seeing the blood as my blades strikes down the men watching coldly as the wails of women cry out, looking over the smal put w/o remorse of the dead..leaves and finds the night and the comforts of his arms returning with blood covered clothing
[3:18] Mordeth Morgwain: “This darkness… this moment…. it is the counterpoint of peace, it’s polar opposite. It is your ruin… you feel the power in you how it responds to it… how it explodes outward from you, responding to the fuel of the darkness. This is what will make you explode… And you must know it. Just as you must know your place of peace… to hold each and be as able to face each… To know them for what they are and what they can do… Bring yourself outside of that breaking point now… Feel the strength that it gives you to master what you can face, what you have faced willingly. That thing that no blade can do for you, that thing that no gentle breeze can lift you to… That thing that you alone have done for yourself.”
[3:23] Sas as your words finds my mind, the understanding begins to take form as the glow around me slowly begins to subside back where it came from..shifting my memories moving them forward taking each step with care in my minds eye I begin to draw upon the very peace inside me the energy dropping to my core, moving with the sounds Keeping the past memories at bay seeing them but not letting the anger fill me…watching as if were a slide show in my mind w/o feelings w/o forethought
[3:26] Mordeth Morgwain: “No matter how much we may try things occur which are outside of our control. That you feel now is the feeling of accepting this simple fact. With all things there must be the balance. The ability to bend not break. The strength to know that if you fall you will rise again. The peace to see that you alone are what makes this possible. Do not make them so that they are not a part of your whole because they are you. As much as that peaceful home is yours. Bring them into balance now.”
[3:28] Sas letting your words softly filter in, seeing the peace of home, the serenity of the kill..the taste of the blood..the lust for this life, pulling it all into me as I move to walk the path of understanding and acceptance..
[3:28] Mordeth Morgwain parts my legs as my body dips low two arms extended outwards gracefully coming together in one solid circle. Spinning as much as they are able.
[3:29] Mordeth Morgwain: “You are blood. But you are serenity.”
[3:30] Sas finding my steps begin to imitate yours as the slow motion of our bodies beginto move in sync as the energy comes to find a place of calm
[3:32] Mordeth Morgwain: “Each part that makes you whole is your strength. And that strength is where you draw your mastery of what resides within you. That which occured outside of your control. That thing which snapped your trust. That thing which you are now building back. Each weakness is strength, each strength can be weakness. And through the center is the grasp of the power. That discordant melody you feel begins to take shape to garner harmony now.”
[3:35] Sas slowl flashes of the now begins to form, seeing , feeling the mistrust begin to rise..my inner thoughts and minds eyes pushes it where it will remain calm, as I begin to feel my very own blood course through me slowly becoming one w/all obstciles, advertisment..collecting each emotion or lack there of into me placing it neatly into the calm outside the storm..
[3:36] Mordeth Morgwain speaks quietly feeling the seeping wounds from the firestorm “you can break a body as easily as a twig…. IT is nothing for you to do… Embrace as tenderly as you destroy.
[3:39] Sas reeling back feeling the strength in my hands snapping a neck, the sound of crushing and breaking bones feeling my own self smile at the sound, the smell of blood, the taste , the hunger the revenge the longing of what was loss.once more placing them neatly into the place of calm..contnues to glide over the floor in unision w/you..
[3:39] Mordeth Morgwain: “Realize it was not as much your trust of me that was lost as the trust of yourself.”
[3:41] Mordeth Morgwain slowly dips my body again “the trust you thought you had so solidly place was as much a trust in yourself that your decisions were not in vain. That the trust you placed in me was just as similar in it’s own way. How you have reconciled this to it’s place in your inner strength. How you must face it as surely as the darkness.
[3:43] Mordeth Morgwain: “That by inviting me in to this task to stand infront of you to guide you was how you reconciled it and faced it.”
[3:43] Mordeth Morgwain: “That you showed that you trusted me enough to guide you to the light and the dark and back to the center.”
[3:44] Sas hearing yoru words the visions of that moment where trust was lost, where connections were displaced the power, the greed the furiousness of what transpired..the deception the betrayal..pulling that in taking it to the the center of the calm as the visions of the caves push forth in my mind, seeing, not seeing.feeling yet not feeling..seeing your face before me flashes of the events taken place the hatred..once more pulling it into me finding the center of the calm resting it there.. as small feeling of unity washes over me hearing, seeing and feeling my senses begin to rise
[3:44] Mordeth Morgwain: “feel in yourself that trust. To know that you are that strong, that you are that capable, that you are that gentle.”
[3:45] Mordeth Morgwain: “That no matter how much I guided you, it was still yourself who accomplished this”
[3:46] Sas seeing my very own hands reach out and touch the tenderness of your soul, drawing out mine as the move together seeing them interwine becoming one as the release of my own spirit floats above me asif waiting, hearing the soft words.
[3:46] Mordeth Morgwain: “that you found in you the only single thing that you need to master the ebb and flow of the power.”
[3:47] Mordeth Morgwain: “and now that you have found that thing, you can make the choice of what to do from here.”
[3:48] Sas struggles in my own mind against this, seeing a possible future of lies, mistrust..betrayal seeing it..accepting it and releasing it freely to be absolved into the air as the unity of us slowly begins to develop as if a breath of fresh air kisses our very souls..
[3:50] Mordeth Morgwain lowers my eyes as the sweeping feel of the unity of motion and soul engulfs us. The collar and rings taken in the mix as they dance through the air. Each finding the hands of their respective place. Feet planted solidly but not so solid as to not be able to move together.
[3:52] Sas as if takinga breath for the first time, embraces the unity with openness and understanding, accepting the gifts that is offered, drawing back the inner peace, finding the trust the giving, the equality of it all..as not only our minds, souls but body move together as one as well as finding the balance of individuality.
[3:53] Mordeth Morgwain: “with all things… two halves become a whole… through the whole is the strength of mastery… Mastery is not a rigid unbendable thing.”
[3:53] Mordeth Morgwain: “it is the give and take. the ebb and flow.”
[3:54] Sas letting your words kiss my thoughts as tenderly as a lover
[3:54] Mordeth Morgwain: “it is beauty and it is horror.”
[3:55] Mordeth Morgwain slowly turns to face you through the unity of the motions as my eyes open to take in your motions.
[3:56] Sas absorbing each word spoken feeling it all as I continue to move, the energy seems to bond w/my what courses through my veins as if it were life itself.
[3:57] Sas letting my eyes drift open to see your body move w/o forthought gliding as if on air.
[4:00] Mordeth Morgwain: “Love is it’s own balance….it is meant to fit as naturally as all things within us with the good as much as the bad… When it is there you know it… when it is absent you know it… It merges with grace and it tears with force that not even darkness can match… To have seen the good as much as the bad and to have faced both bring them together now all aspects of your whole.”
[4:02] Sas knowing the words are true, having full understanding of this continues to let it all sink in placing it in perspective
[4:02] Mordeth Morgwain: “Now you see.. I’ve really taught you nothing you haven’t known for yourself…”
[4:04] Sas letting the walls between us fall as I once more open my mind to yours..as a soft whisper touches your very mind..”you hurt me, this I accept for it takes two..and forgive..”
[4:05] Mordeth Morgwain bows my head. “I did hurt you and I know and accept this burdon.. We will share it in the way we have shared all things… but my love for you burns brighter than any sun. Through this you’ve taught me as much as I’ve taught you.
[4:06] Sas touching that inner most part of our souls as the link between us opens once more..in my minds eye placing my hand upon your heart..”i give unto myself freely, a gift that was never gone but lost somewhere..”
[4:07] Sas: “I am eternally yours if you so desire , I will no more shut this door unless you wish it to be..”
[4:08] Mordeth Morgwain accepts the unseen but not unfelt hand as mine extends to you as well. “I welcome you freely in all things. The gift of myself was never gone but it was lost to us both but if you would will it back it is here for you. This door will never again shut.”
[4:10] Sas: “I wish it to be”
[4:10] Mordeth Morgwain: “so mote it be”
[4:10] Sas: “so mote it be”
[4:10] Mordeth Morgwain steps to you and embraces you in my arms lowering my head to your shoulder
[4:11] Mordeth Morgwain: “I love you”
[4:11] Sas wrapping my arms around you, resting my head upon your chest..”I love you”
[4:12] Mordeth Morgwain tilts my head to kiss your neck “I have always known..>”
[4:12] Sas: “As have I..My bonded”
[4:13] Mordeth Morgwain: “Now and eternally in each world we walk.”
[4:13] Sas slides my hand down drawing back the bringing it w/force to your ass
[4:13] Sas spanks Mordeth Morgwain
[4:13] Sas: “That was for the fun of it”
[4:13] Mordeth Morgwain snickers and winks
[4:14] Mordeth Morgwain: “you wouldn’t focus”
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