Hello loves! While I haven't been writing, I have been working on updating some issues that have been hanging around on the layout! The Character change box is now at the bottom of the page, beside the up/down arrows! Green and Gold dragon flight dates have been shifted to the bottom of the page, where the (useless!) discord widget was located. Where the dragon flights were in the header, is now replaced by a Monthly Event box! This will be updated at the start of each month, with a fun mini-event you can take part in, if you want to! Thistle!
25.Jul.22, 07:43 PM
For what felt like the millionth time in only a few seconds, Gangleri wished that his brother had yanked Mylorah out of the closet before slamming the door shut. But it was too late for that, he'd just have to have a talk with Geric later. For now, his mind was scrambling, trying to study the woman's reaction, figure out how much of it was purely due to shock and how she'd potentially feel about things once she calmed down.
Unfortunately he seemed to be taking just a little too long since his brother decided to help, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, soaking it with a quick splash from a bottle and holding it over Mylorah's mouth and nose as he grabbed her from behind. That at least had Gangleri reacting, frowning as he dropped his very special puppet in a not very special manner and quickly walking over to shoo the man's hands away from Mylorah's face.
"Geric! Stop that this instant!" A familiar sharply astringent and sour smell shit his nose and he gave an exasperated sigh. "Is that the fancy vinegar I acquired for Quil? Tell me you didn't leave chloroform in the pantry... I'll have Fret swap it back. Clearly you're not responsible enough for either." His brother gave a meek apology in response, pointing out that the bottles did look very similar. Gangleri sighed, annoyed that he'd snapped at his brother. He glanced at his brother and quietly added, "I didn't mean to snap, we'll talk later."
At least Fret would be able to handle replacing the vinegar in the pantry and retrieving the chloroform bottle, hopefully without Quil ever noticing anything was amiss. The striped brown firelizard popped into the closet and immediately gave Mylorah a happy little chirp in greeting as he spotted her, gently landing on her shoulder to take the bottle from Geric. With another soft chirp and gentle headbutt to Mylorah's cheek he hopped off, popping away to handle his task.
And that just left the corpse and the lady to deal with. Gangleri turned to look at the corpse he'd dropped and sighed, shoulders slumping in disappointment at himself. "Yes." He wasn't about to say that he did it for her, that was the sort of thing that he knew would not go over well, but he did need to say something, and soon. But conversing with a corpse nearby was not something everyone was used to, so he shooed his brother to the side and took his place leaning back against the door and gave Geric a nod. "Move him into the other room please, do you know how that process is supposed to go? Here's the key." He fished that out of his pocket and handed it to his brother.
As Geric started to awkwardly drag the man further into the skeleton closet, Gangleri turned his attention back to Mylorah. "I don't want you to think poorly of me, but I would also prefer not to lie to you. Yes, you recognized the lord correctly; yes, he is dead; and yes, I did it. The man was a menace, he'd hurt too many girls as it was, too many young ladies. I'd have preferred to have this already handled, but he didn't come to the other showings, only this one. After I heard him threaten someone I care about I couldn't just let him slip away."
He sighed, shaking his head. "I'm sorry you had to see this, Mylorah. I can only beg that you not tell anyone, not even Quilriana." He paused to take a deep breath, studying her face as he tried to cling to the hope she wouldn't hate him over this turn of events, that he hadn't killed the perception of himself she used to have. "What do you want to do right now? What do you want me to do? And I'm terribly sorry about Geric, he was just in a panic and trying to help; I would never let him hurt you. I would never hurt you on purpose either."
Unfortunately he seemed to be taking just a little too long since his brother decided to help, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, soaking it with a quick splash from a bottle and holding it over Mylorah's mouth and nose as he grabbed her from behind. That at least had Gangleri reacting, frowning as he dropped his very special puppet in a not very special manner and quickly walking over to shoo the man's hands away from Mylorah's face.
"Geric! Stop that this instant!" A familiar sharply astringent and sour smell shit his nose and he gave an exasperated sigh. "Is that the fancy vinegar I acquired for Quil? Tell me you didn't leave chloroform in the pantry... I'll have Fret swap it back. Clearly you're not responsible enough for either." His brother gave a meek apology in response, pointing out that the bottles did look very similar. Gangleri sighed, annoyed that he'd snapped at his brother. He glanced at his brother and quietly added, "I didn't mean to snap, we'll talk later."
At least Fret would be able to handle replacing the vinegar in the pantry and retrieving the chloroform bottle, hopefully without Quil ever noticing anything was amiss. The striped brown firelizard popped into the closet and immediately gave Mylorah a happy little chirp in greeting as he spotted her, gently landing on her shoulder to take the bottle from Geric. With another soft chirp and gentle headbutt to Mylorah's cheek he hopped off, popping away to handle his task.
And that just left the corpse and the lady to deal with. Gangleri turned to look at the corpse he'd dropped and sighed, shoulders slumping in disappointment at himself. "Yes." He wasn't about to say that he did it for her, that was the sort of thing that he knew would not go over well, but he did need to say something, and soon. But conversing with a corpse nearby was not something everyone was used to, so he shooed his brother to the side and took his place leaning back against the door and gave Geric a nod. "Move him into the other room please, do you know how that process is supposed to go? Here's the key." He fished that out of his pocket and handed it to his brother.
As Geric started to awkwardly drag the man further into the skeleton closet, Gangleri turned his attention back to Mylorah. "I don't want you to think poorly of me, but I would also prefer not to lie to you. Yes, you recognized the lord correctly; yes, he is dead; and yes, I did it. The man was a menace, he'd hurt too many girls as it was, too many young ladies. I'd have preferred to have this already handled, but he didn't come to the other showings, only this one. After I heard him threaten someone I care about I couldn't just let him slip away."
He sighed, shaking his head. "I'm sorry you had to see this, Mylorah. I can only beg that you not tell anyone, not even Quilriana." He paused to take a deep breath, studying her face as he tried to cling to the hope she wouldn't hate him over this turn of events, that he hadn't killed the perception of himself she used to have. "What do you want to do right now? What do you want me to do? And I'm terribly sorry about Geric, he was just in a panic and trying to help; I would never let him hurt you. I would never hurt you on purpose either."
