I would like to thank you for such an interesting character ^ _-
Recently, at the Russian realm, I created a character - Monara.
I've been roleplaying character, and I'd like to present you this text.
A small Christmas gift-roleplay.
Forgive my English, I just really do not know much of it.
Enjoy your reading
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Young Priestess of Light Monara was sent on behalf of his rector of the Cathedral of Light of Stormwind. Fulfilling all the commitments, she ventured to look into the tavern Kuuro, which was heard. Because the priestess was in this city for the first time, is not surprising that she quickly got lost in the slanting and twisting alleyways of the Old Town, having lost all hope of salvation. The girl, sincerely hoped that the first-encountered a sentient being does help her find a way out of this maze, and boldly went to the first random shop. However, after a few minutes, she proudly raised his nose and twisting his face, came out of the shop of poisons, trying to convince themselves that there they were sold exclusively for peaceful purposes. Only for peaceful purposes. For a short time, the shop has already formed a group of people, hang up their ears and eagerly hearing every word the preacher, standing a bit further on the boxes. However, it did find a few individuals who are skeptical listened to speeches sectarian, holding folded across their chests.
"Familiar hands" - thought Priestess and got accustomed to the Draenei in the last rows. He held in his blue hands a huge paper bags, from which protruded food. Draenei in blue robes, although he could not cross his hands, still belonged to a small group of skeptics.
- And you believe it? - Snorted Draenei somewhere in the air, not even hoping to get an answer. It was more a rhetorical question.
"Yes! certainly it's him! "- nearly cried with joy and happiness, the priestess went to the drains.
- Kuuro? - Gently, but with some cool tunes in his voice said Monaro.
- Monara! what are you doing here? - Shaman slightly taken aback, almost dropped from the hands one of the packages. Long paper parcel, which is revealing a her top, is the people of their contents - a fresh loaf of white bread - nearly fell to the pavement.
Draenei indifferent glance looked at Kuuro, clothing, thus again her usual "mask of arrogance."
- I was here on the instructions of the Halls of Light. Well, wanted to look into the tavern, - a priestess, though, wanted to visit not only the church but also to see his friend. The girl dared to lie, not removing "Mask of arrogance" - for any traveler after driving trip needed to eat heartily. I know your kitchen, and would refuse it.
- Thank you, Monara. But today I do not work. That has bought food for himself - Draenei lightly tossed the bags up, thus it is convenient to hold them. - And do not you like to walk? I only come around home, let down things ... - suddenly blurted out, Draenei, slightly sly smile.
- If only you feed me, - a priestess felt like her cheeks turn white.
- Certainly! - Laughed and said the shaman. A few minutes later a couple of draenei easily out of the maze of narrow streets and headed towards the trade district.
It was thus held to a random Kuuro, and the long-awaited meeting between the Draenei for the Monaro. Throwing things at a safe place shaman, by mutual consent, they went to Elvinn forest, get some fresh air and work up an appetite. Unfortunately, the lovely and relaxing walk, accompanied by a naive and not very profound prattle on about this and was brazenly interrupted treacherous in the rain. Of course, wide crown in the forest could save satellites, but the Draenei still prefer to flee and retreat from feisty foe.
- Kuuro! You can explain to me why our meeting is certainly related to the water? - Priestess immediately began to hide my prayer that has been fastened to the waist on a chain.
- We would find somewhere to hide from the rain, to Stormwind too far, we have further blot. - Draenei did not give consent to wait for the priestess, just grabbed her arm and quickly ran down the familiar road leading to the house of his friend.
- What are tou do ... - Monaro did not manage to wriggle out from the firm grip of the Draenei. However, not particularly like ... "She only lifted the hem of his robe with his free hand for faster running.
- This is the home of the Nil - breathing heavily because of the rapid run Kuuro said, standing under the roof at the front door rather large house. - It is not so often happens here. That's because .. Do your friends gifts, but they do not use them! Dozen vampires into his bed ... - muttered irritably Kuuro and before opening the door to have survived from the hair rainwater. It seems Draenei drenched.
Entering the house, Kuuro went looking for a change of clothes for both opportunity and something to eat. Though hungry and wet, they are not neglected and the ability to drink anything stronger than herbal tea. These drinks, of course, a miracle as well, but obviously not good for such a meeting. With food in the house of the Nile was sick as, perhaps, and with clothing: both female and male. Men's clothes wer, but not for the broad-shouldered draenei. For Monara found some old clothes, and Kuuro decided to stay in shorts. In shorts, the Nile, which miraculously nalezli at him. The spectacle was, frankly, pretty funny. After graduating with a disguise, Draenei went to the second floor, close to the fireplace and a small improvised bar, which in fact was an ordinary cabinet. Strange, but it was with a drink from the Nile was all good. I wonder why ...?
Word for word, a few glasses of wine and we are talking about children Satanist. In short, talk about strange "Water Summit", pretty trifles, biscuits and Elekk moved to the horror stories.
- I doubt you remember the little funny story ... Her parents told me yet when I was only ten hit - said Draenei - In one of the dark - a dark universe, one dark - dark planet, Odom dark - the dark boat, was dark - dark bay. In the dark - the dark compartment in the middle of the dark - the dark room. Was dark - dark coffin, and there ... - Kuuro paused, - the dark-dark Draenei in a white-white gown!
Monaro contagious laugh.
- You .. - Continuing to giggle - you're not told is true! There after .. - laughed up, and he took himself in hand, the priestess has set up a pair of sinister tones in her voice, continuing:
- Dark - dark compartment in the center of the dark - the dark room. In the dark - dark chains hung dark - the dark coffin. In the dark - a dark coffin, lay white - white Draenei - and then abruptly grabbed Monaro Kuuro screaming bass - GIVE ME MY HEART!
The effect was stunning! Kuuro jumped up on the spot from fright, as if scalded. Glory Naaru, Monaro did not hear a dirty little word, escaped draenei. Although it may hear, just the girl was fairly well mannered and did not submit the form. Unlike Kuuro who would not miss the chance to laugh over feared ...
- But it's really nonsense, silly stories and only. - Waved Monaro, releasing their captive of the tenacious white hands. - That was a very interesting game ...
- Games? - Surprised Draenei, slightly raising her eyebrows questioningly.
- Do not you know? There is an interesting game .... Need to be alone in a room and better in the house. Turn off the lights everywhere. Go into the room, after taking with him one match and how to light it. Entering the room, you need to get back to the door. - Kuuro listened attentively to the priestess, occasionally making a couple of sips from his glass. - And in the silence and pitch darkness to stand as long as possible. Next, you light a match, if it is not lit - hence must be very slow .. - She began to speak a little quieter and slower - calmly turn around and leave the room. And most importantly - Do not turn around! - Finished the story, the priestess sip of wine, looking at the shaman. He seems to think seriously.
- Nah, well, it's all childish jokes and pranks. It's okay in the dark there! - And quite a laugh, may order that would not show your weakness? - Oh I know. Shaman, as in any way. Communicate with the spirits.
- Can be tested? - Slightly shaking his glass in his hands said Monaro.
- And let's! And I'll prove to you that nothing terrible in the darkness there - slyly looking at dreneyku, said the shaman, taking a call.
Finding a home match, they put out the fire in the fireplace of the second floor, and put out the light in the house, entered into a large spacious room. Match, as well as boxes of trusted Priestess, because according to Kuuro she would just lit up in his hands.
Kuuro closed the windows and door, which, before the slam, a strange creak.
Monaro stood in the middle room, back to the door, as required. From the ominous creaking she was ready to just jump out the window! It is a pity that the shutters were closed and hollow, having decided to still crank it unsafe adventure, it just hurts to hurt herself on a tree.
Kuuro closed his eyes. Then he opened his eyes. Again blinked. He did not feel the difference, it was possible to stand with their eyes closed - all the same darkness was so dense. Draenei stood in the darkness where the only sound around was very - very - very distant sound of rain on the roof and a close breath of the priestesses. The very same Kuuro breathed quite often and loudly. Treacherously fast heart beat, giving the temples.
Monaro tried to get used to the darkness, and it was then and there were children's fears. She felt that under the bed, someone swarm, and it seems SBI on-one in the corner lit someone's eyes. And in another corner someone ran. Priestess felt like my head started to bristle hair. A girl in every way to prevent attempts to appeal to the Light, to protect themselves and drive out different terrible monsters.
Kuuro lightly stir. In pitch darkness and silence it happened quite loud. Shaman also began to appear all sorts of terrible things. Draenei noisily shifted from hoof to hoof. Priestess felt a chill ran through the skin, and something strange, not having the flesh, touched her back.
Kuuro during their movements and try to find a better and peaceful position, with his finger accidentally brushed his hand Monaro, immediately drowed back itself. Meanwhile, the priestess stood rooted to the spot, afraid to move.
Monaro, sensing touch Kuuro, smiled slightly and ..
OH NO! It seems she saw a strange yellow eyes that Yeah! Priestess felt fear a renewed covers it. In the course went mental persuasion: "You're a grown woman," It's all nonsense, "" Everything will be fine. " Dreneyka hugged herself as if trying to finally get up to mischief at peace with my conscience.
Monaro distinctly heard the creaking of the bed. Unable to stand it struck a match and that ... ... not lit. Com went up to her throat. Heart was pounding wildly, it seems, it is now - that will jump out of my chest. Limb grew cold, and the hooves were just lead. Trying to steel himself on the padded feet it approached the door and tried to open it. But the door would not open!
Kuuro meanwhile, did not linger in such a messy place, and, driven by the same fears, rushed to the tightly closed door, his whole body pushing down on it and, literally, opening the Monaro this ill-fated construction. Priestess of such a jolt flew out of the room like a cork from a bottle of champagne!
The girl ran to the window and threw it open. Cool, remains in the air after the rain, rushed into the room and pour the priestess from the horns down to the hooves. Monaro deeply inhaled the fresh air, trying not to think about anything.
Kuuro pulled himself together and creating a fireball on his hand, sent him into the room. After examining her, quickly ran back, grabbed a bottle of wine and departed. Suppose he was convinced that the house, except two draenei was nobody, he did not dare stay in the room one more than a few seconds.
Kuuro silently handed the bottle is still not saying a word girl, who clutched the hands of the boxes. Dull match fell to the floor.
Kuuro leaned back against the table, glumly staring off into the wall, arms crossed.
Priestess moved slightly, allowing the Draenei too look out the window. Maybe he, too, does not interfere with breathing?
The shaman, however, did not budge, remaining standing, leaning on the table. It seems he waited for the girl still otopet a little wine. Yet the heart still treacherously drumming in the temples. Finally, the priestess took the hint. She made some pretty big gulps straight from the bottle a few seconds, holding out a half-empty bottle drains. He just chuckled, shook the bottle, checking the number of drink. Volley finished off the rest, with a rather loud buhom placing the bottle on the table behind him.
It seems that Draenei have begun to rebound. Yet calm, nice cool air and warm the wine did its job. Sniffing a couple of times the cold night air, turned to the Monaro Draenei, not looking at it:
- Well, as you?
- You were right - short answer Draenei, staring at the wall where a glassy-eyed. Again on his hand appeared a fireball, which immediately jumped up, flew into the room and lit kamnin. Draenei stood in the archway and began to examine the already-lit room, his arms folded.
- Have another drink? - Asked the priestess, peering into the room, but was hesitating to enter.
- As I understand it, to sleep there - Kuuro kivnud on the bed in the middle of the second floor - you do not? Yes, there is, I'm just over it and went. - Kuuro handed the girl a full bottle of red wine.
Monaro, throwing fear sharply went up to the draenei, taking a bottle ..
- Yes, I sleep there today just will not. Well, or just not one, but at least with a company of defenders - she replied coldly.
- I can not imagine what will you do at night with a company of advocates ... At the bottom of a bed. However, one. And narrow. Okay, I can sleep on the carpet - Draenei giggled and went down. Behind him went down and Priestess of Light.
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http://mychar.ru/roleplay/3029 - Original text
http://mychar.ru/orangecat/kuuro - Original character Kuuro
http://mychar.ru/chars/yumia/monara - Character Monara