The Aesiflay mansion was opulent, though not overly extravagant, suiting Raewyn's tastes. The interior was somewhat bleak for such a structure, though it was already very magnificent by regular standards. Four stories up, it used to have many more levels but the overly redundant floors had been demolished long ago.
There were many rooms within the mansion, though Raewyn had never bothered to count them, only claiming one as her room and letting the rest of the rooms be open to the tenders and keepers of the house.
After returning home, Raewyn had moved a tall mirror into her room, the mirror taking practically no space considering the size of the room. Her clothes, Aida and Utrennyaya were strewn in an undignified manner over her bed as she stared into the mirror. She remembered her smooth, unmarked and beautiful body, the object of several classmates' desire and envy. As she looked, the horror of the first shock slowly wore off, but her fear remained. What was it, this weird thing?
Her once unblemished body had furious red scales just below her right collarbone. Where a dragon's scales were proud, dignified and beautiful, these seemed sickly and unnatural, a cursed growth on her skin. And the taint was spreading. When she had first seen it, it was a small patch below the collarbone but now, the scales covered the entire area around the bottom of the right collarbone and was just reaching towards her shoulder and the top of her breast. She raised a hand and felt the scales. They were coarse and had an oily feel to it. A feel that was very familiar to her.
"Libys. What have you done?"
I did nothing. The presence of me as your skin only gave you that oily sheen all over. I did not do anything to cause those scales. In fact, thus far I have been stopping it from even happening. How it happened, I do not know. The why would be due to our bonding, but I have always managed to control it before. I am doing my best to limit it, though it will eventually cover you.
As far as I know, it started growing shortly after I bonded with you. I did not cause it, nor do I know what part of me would cause it.
"Damn you, Libys."
I already am.Ignoring his comment, she traced the outline of the blotch, fingers quivering ever so slightly.
Raewyn, I suspect that it could be due to the fact that the filthy demon and I are opposites, such presences could cause a lack of control on the hellspawn's part, though it would be accidental.See now, even the self-righteous sword knows that I'm faultless."Is there any way to remove this... this thing?"
I doubt so. It would involve removing one of us, and removing the accursed demon would result in your body's destruction while removing I would facilitate a fragmentation of your mind.Raewyn lay down on her bed. She closed her eyes and thought. Given time, the taint would cover all of her, turning her into some sort of monster and her demoniac association would be revealed to all with eyes to see. She would be set apart, never able to move about freely. The Fang might even be called in to put her down if she was to be seen as such, the public mistaking her for a demon outright. There was no way that she would be able to do anything without being feared and hated.
And would that be such a bad thing? Feared, I mean, not hated."How would I be able to get any information or anything? You wouldn't give the right information to someone you hate, you'd try to mislead them."
But they'd fear you and you wouldn't risk your life to hurt them somehow."Unless the hate is stronger than the fear."
Aight. Point taken."Is there nothing that can be done?" Her frustration, with just a slight tinge of fear, was palpable and seemed to radiate off her in rolling waves, if anyone was there to witness it.
No. Aida's voice was blunt and straightforward, somewhat reminding Raewyn of herself. There is little either of us could do, save for the hellish beast's attempts to limit and slow it down. And that is of little, gods willing and luck prevailing, use.Raewyn sighed. "I'll just have to cross that bridge when I get to it." She muttered under her breath. "I'm sure there are bound to be some avenues of magic that can help. I should probably sleep. But right now, I've got other things to do."
She picked up a small slip of paper on her table and read it. "Right. November Upyr. Great. She wants me to play errand girl to get some wild herbs in a beast-infested region. Bloody alchemists. Wait a minute, isn't Upyr... That bitch. Can't believe I forgot all that."
She dressed herself in her tailored leather armour and, taking her weapons in each hand, stood outside on the balcony, watching the brilliant, melancholic sunset.
"Another day gone, another night comes."
Putting a foot on the railings, she jumped off the balcony and landed softly on the ground.
"An old friend to find."
One of the mansion's gardeners looked above from below the brim of his hat and observed as his employer leaped off from the fourth floor, hair flowing behind her, looking quite like the sight of some warrior woman from the old myth stories. A set of bright blue eyes radiated from his face and suddenly and rapidly went through the colour spectrum, from blue to red, red to yellow, yellow to green and finally back to the icy blue it first seemed. The features went through similar transformations through the various subtleties and gradations that only skin could have but each feature ended up back as they were. He tipped his hat to her and went back to work.
"Good luck, Raewyn." said Alice Arias.
There were many rooms within the mansion, though Raewyn had never bothered to count them, only claiming one as her room and letting the rest of the rooms be open to the tenders and keepers of the house.
After returning home, Raewyn had moved a tall mirror into her room, the mirror taking practically no space considering the size of the room. Her clothes, Aida and Utrennyaya were strewn in an undignified manner over her bed as she stared into the mirror. She remembered her smooth, unmarked and beautiful body, the object of several classmates' desire and envy. As she looked, the horror of the first shock slowly wore off, but her fear remained. What was it, this weird thing?
Her once unblemished body had furious red scales just below her right collarbone. Where a dragon's scales were proud, dignified and beautiful, these seemed sickly and unnatural, a cursed growth on her skin. And the taint was spreading. When she had first seen it, it was a small patch below the collarbone but now, the scales covered the entire area around the bottom of the right collarbone and was just reaching towards her shoulder and the top of her breast. She raised a hand and felt the scales. They were coarse and had an oily feel to it. A feel that was very familiar to her.
"Libys. What have you done?"
I did nothing. The presence of me as your skin only gave you that oily sheen all over. I did not do anything to cause those scales. In fact, thus far I have been stopping it from even happening. How it happened, I do not know. The why would be due to our bonding, but I have always managed to control it before. I am doing my best to limit it, though it will eventually cover you.
As far as I know, it started growing shortly after I bonded with you. I did not cause it, nor do I know what part of me would cause it.
"Damn you, Libys."
I already am.Ignoring his comment, she traced the outline of the blotch, fingers quivering ever so slightly.
Raewyn, I suspect that it could be due to the fact that the filthy demon and I are opposites, such presences could cause a lack of control on the hellspawn's part, though it would be accidental.See now, even the self-righteous sword knows that I'm faultless."Is there any way to remove this... this thing?"
I doubt so. It would involve removing one of us, and removing the accursed demon would result in your body's destruction while removing I would facilitate a fragmentation of your mind.Raewyn lay down on her bed. She closed her eyes and thought. Given time, the taint would cover all of her, turning her into some sort of monster and her demoniac association would be revealed to all with eyes to see. She would be set apart, never able to move about freely. The Fang might even be called in to put her down if she was to be seen as such, the public mistaking her for a demon outright. There was no way that she would be able to do anything without being feared and hated.
And would that be such a bad thing? Feared, I mean, not hated."How would I be able to get any information or anything? You wouldn't give the right information to someone you hate, you'd try to mislead them."
But they'd fear you and you wouldn't risk your life to hurt them somehow."Unless the hate is stronger than the fear."
Aight. Point taken."Is there nothing that can be done?" Her frustration, with just a slight tinge of fear, was palpable and seemed to radiate off her in rolling waves, if anyone was there to witness it.
No. Aida's voice was blunt and straightforward, somewhat reminding Raewyn of herself. There is little either of us could do, save for the hellish beast's attempts to limit and slow it down. And that is of little, gods willing and luck prevailing, use.Raewyn sighed. "I'll just have to cross that bridge when I get to it." She muttered under her breath. "I'm sure there are bound to be some avenues of magic that can help. I should probably sleep. But right now, I've got other things to do."
She picked up a small slip of paper on her table and read it. "Right. November Upyr. Great. She wants me to play errand girl to get some wild herbs in a beast-infested region. Bloody alchemists. Wait a minute, isn't Upyr... That bitch. Can't believe I forgot all that."
She dressed herself in her tailored leather armour and, taking her weapons in each hand, stood outside on the balcony, watching the brilliant, melancholic sunset.
"Another day gone, another night comes."
Putting a foot on the railings, she jumped off the balcony and landed softly on the ground.
"An old friend to find."
One of the mansion's gardeners looked above from below the brim of his hat and observed as his employer leaped off from the fourth floor, hair flowing behind her, looking quite like the sight of some warrior woman from the old myth stories. A set of bright blue eyes radiated from his face and suddenly and rapidly went through the colour spectrum, from blue to red, red to yellow, yellow to green and finally back to the icy blue it first seemed. The features went through similar transformations through the various subtleties and gradations that only skin could have but each feature ended up back as they were. He tipped his hat to her and went back to work.
"Good luck, Raewyn." said Alice Arias.
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