Expectations – Prologue
“Is seemin’ dif’rent.” Zendali stated in broken common to Esreiella, and interrupting the silence over the tournament tent. The human woman raised her head from the work she’d been pouring over and gazed at the troll. “Be missin’ part.”
“Part?” Esme inquired with a quizzical expression. Zendali leaned in close to Esme and breathed in the air surrounding her. While most would have pulled away immediately, Esreiella remained in place. In the time she had been working with the Argent Crusade she had developed a sort of friendship with the shaman. Albeit, she didn’t completely trust Zendali due to their factions, but she knew she was safe on tournament grounds.
“Fel energy be gone.”
“I’ve had it cleansed from me.” Esreiella explained even if the troll didn’t pull away. “At least most of it.”
“Good. Be dangerous.”
“Indeed.” Esreiella simply said with a nod before turning back to figuring numbers and writing furiously on parchment. Zendali, however, did not pull away.
“D’ere somet’ing else.”
At that Esreiella looked up once again, but to examine the shaman’s face this time. There was no sign of a frown or an expression that would imply some sort of horrible presense. Zendali’s lips were actually curved into a joyful smile as she kept her eyes locked on the human. Esme’s quill fell onto the parchment and her eyes went wide. Her lips parted to speak, but a gasp was only audible.
The Afternoon After?
Sunlight pressed through the drawn curtains right on to Esreiellas eyelids, waking her from her slumber. With a groan of protest she turned her head to bury her face into the pillow, hoping she could easily fall back to sleep. However, sleep didn’t return as her senses were beginning to rouse and she became steadily more aware of the world around her.
Warm, steady breaths caressed the back of her necked and a masculine body pressed gently to her back. She looked down passed the swell of her breast to the dark-skinned hand resting upon her belly and a smile quickly formed on her lips.
For several minutes, Esreiella remained in his bed, thinking back on the night before, and enjoying the sweet serenity of his embrace. Ovello’s hand moved further up her belly as he slept, leaving a trail of delightful sensations in the wake of his fingers.
Esreiella let the thoughts and memories slip away, if only to clear her mind, as she moved to leave the comfort of the bed. A gentle tug at her body brought a quiet laugh out of her, and she removed Ovello’s arm. As she sat up on the edge of the bed she caught the sight of a leather satchel haphazardly set next to the foot of the bed. The fabric of a familiar black robe peeked out from within, and she reached to remove it from the depths of the bag.
She admitted to herself, as she pulled it on, that she had grown rather fond of the robe even if it was big enough on her to be comical. A blush rose to her cheeks when she closed the robe around her naked frame and looked down at the holy runes that remained. A holy garment being worn by a woman whom had become indecent by committing a sin, she thought. To Esreiella, though, it didn’t quite count.
A woodsy scent with hints of silverleaf and wine engulfed her as she crossed the room to the nearest window. Silently she inquired how late it was, and after she opened the window she found herself letting out a laugh that she was unable to restrain. The sun was shining in just a way to indicate that the day was already into the afternoon.
Coming soon!
Yes, I’ll have something up that’s story-ish soon. Right now, I can’t because I need sleep and to move many things. However, before I get it posted up and everything I need anyone and everyone reading to keep something in mind.
Normally when I write something there’s blood, gore, violence, death and all of that stuff. What I’ll be writing is something that is really on the lighter side of things and all kinds of happy. So, working on it real soon!
Esreiella “Esme” Elayna Galathil
Ah, it’s about time that I sat down and wrote a full fledged description on Esreiella. Of course, those who have seen my RSP know the basics of the character, but with a great deal of sarcasm as I poked fun at others in the description.
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Esreiella, or Esme, stands at a rather unimpressive five feet and two inches in height with smaller frame to accompany. Though most would label her as petite she wouldn’t exactly be labeled as one of those stick thin women you could use as a kite. In fact, she’s very healthy. However, it should be noted that from the chest down to her hips and legs her body holds the voluptuous curves of a girl that developed into a woman with an extreme amount of grace. Then gentle slopes and curves of her back, belly, and hindquarters do well to accent her femininity also. Her breast would actually be considered an average size amongst human females, but given her small frame they do seem a tad large on her and a little awkward at times.
Her skin is soft and smooth to the touch, and an even toned ivory with the faintest hints of a gardenia oil for scent. Cascades of silkened, jet black hair fall to the middle of her back with a gentle curl towards the end. Soft, full lips and brilliant blue eyes accent the youth and beauty of her feminine facial features.
Whenever Esreiella speaks, her voice is light with an accent to show origination from the Lordaeron upper-class social tier.
Yes, soft, gentle and feminine were used quite often, but it’s really the only way I could think to describe her. Yes, she is somewhat young still at twenty-three years old. Some may point the finger and say that I tried to make her super pretty to the point of being cliche, I say I don’t care. I wanted this character to be beautiful in a way that a -real- woman would be. Though the height was just because I felt like making short character. No gobs and gobs of cosmetics, no stick thin body, and absolutely no need to twirl, giggle and bat her eyelashes. Pure, natural, intellectual beauty.
Good morning.
As it says, good morning those of you looking upon this. Few of you may know me from the World of Warcraft server, Moon Guard, and the rest probably don’t know me at all. As many from Moon Guard have already done so, I’ve created this to put up various in character ( IC ) writings about my character, Esreiella. For those that don’t know how to pronounce it: Ez-ree-el-la. Or at least, that how I pronounce it. Ez-ray-el-la is acceptable as well.
Soon enough I’ll have things posted on here for all to see, until then I do require sleep. The night shift is quite hard on the body, but I’ll keep continue to be vigilant.
Fel Intellect 