Ravenloft (Gothic & Romance) [Accepting]

[Derelict Draught]

Marle

Marle stops. Theres no point. Everything he could do would fail. It always did. He should just give up and die in the street. He's just too miserable to do anything. To talk even. He slumps against a wall, the depression taking hold, breaking him. No. No no no. These aren't his emotions. Not his feelings. Marle hated this. He hated being subject to everyone around him. He hated feeling their pains. He won't let their emotion control him. Using his hatred of what he was to lessen the sense of gloom. Marle forces himself to his feet and closes on Elenwen. He grabs her shoulder and turns her. "What left you as an ocean of emotion? What is making you so depressed?" Anger tinges at the edge of his voice yet his face reads of her misery. He holds to the flickering rage with in him. If he could hold it a little longer then he might be able to help them both.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

Elenwen stopped and turned to him, shrugging his hand off her shoulder. She dug into her pocket and took out a card "This." she held it between to fingers. The first side was the queen of hearts, the lines in black ink and the colours strangly blue but when she turned the card, instead of finding a blank side of colour the queen of spades glared out, writen in red and the colours like blood. She looked at the card, true sorrow visable on her face "Find what got trapped inbetween." she said, walking off again. Her heart sank, you couldn't find what was dead, what had never really had a chance to live. A tear ran down her face, she brushed it away and walked on.

[Derelict Draught]

Marle

Her depression tears at Marle harder breaking through the rage he mustered. "Who cares what lies between. In the end all we see is the outside. To know the inside is worse. It is to invite the hidden pain into your own heart." He wishes he could show just how it felt to be overcome with everyone elses pain. Their joy. Their lust. Everything they felt he felt. The stronger it was the harder it was to ignore. He clings to the touch of sadness that truly belonged to him. It was weak in comparison to hers but it was his and that brought him hope. Hope he could overcome. "What do you think lies between Rage and Depression, Elenwen?"

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

She looked up at him, her eyes big and sad, the tears barrley behind them "Hurting." The raven landed on her shoulder and for once staying quiet. Elenwen had been between to two far to many times and all the had found was pain. Depression and Rage were killing what was trapped in between, they were causing the pain and... it hurt in both ways. She didn't turn away this time knowing that she would only be made to come back.

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
Kijana watches as something passes between Elenwen's eyes. She seemed upset but Kijana had no clue how to help her. As he thinks what to do, Ayra walks up to Elenwen and seems to calm her down at least some. Kijana takes a deep breath of the rain soaked air as he steps through outside of the inn. Closing his eyes to listen to the pitier patter of the rain hitting the cobblestones, he hears running feet. Opening his eyes, he sees, for some reason, Marle has ran off to chase Elenwen. Was she hurt again, he thought as he watched them. He almost started to chase after them but then figured Marle was better suitor then he was at helping the lady. Then remembering that there was Ayra still beside him, he turned to her. "Do we need to chase after them? I hope nothing is wrong.."

[Derelict Draught]

: Ayra :

Ayra stands by lizard boy wondering why Marle chased after her. Just another Marle case then. She scowls at the rain. It was refreshing but she didn't care to be wet. "Let Marle handle it. He always seems to know when somethings wrong and how to deal with it." Ayra leans against the wall trying to get as much of her body out of the rain as she can. Why did Marle have to run off and leave her with lizard boy...

Marle

Marle studies her eyes reading what he could already feel. "You don't have to be alone in this. Depression and Rage are powerful emotions but they can be broken. There is more between them than pain. You may just have never reached it." He felt a little better. The sea of depression was there but it wasn't nearly as overwhelming to him. "What's waiting for you in Himmather? What will we face?"

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

"It's my home. Gypsies rest there, I was born there, my parents bodies are at the bottom of a river or rotting in the woods." she muttered, just stating the facts, not letting emotion slip into her voice "The people there hate me, they call me a demon child, but its the only place I have left. I might be able to join up with another gypsy band and be someone else's problem." she looked down. She was a talented gyspsy but that was why others of her kind feared her and many hated her. For once her wind died and she looked like a normal person, her hair falling around her face and over her eyes, her dress flowing around her and sashes clinging to her side, she looked almost innocent.

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
Kijana shrugs his shoulders, figuring that Ayra was right and that Marle could handle what every problem it was. With a sigh and a ruffle of his bright green hair, he turns to Ayra once again. "Do you not like the rain?" Kijana asks curiously. He had always loved the rain, specially flying in it which was what he should be doing now instead of standing there, but being polite was more important and he didn't want to angry his companions specially when he just got them.

[Derelict Draught]

: Ayra :

Ayra shrugs. "Its water. And its wet. I don't care much for being wet first thing in the morning." She pushes off the wall. "So...sorry didn't hear your name earlier. Shall we go check on them? Marle should be about done by now."

Marle

Marle listens focusing on her words and the emotions she radiated. "Why do you consider yourself a problem? Sure you may have somethings to learn about controlling yourself. You were denied that part of your life. Besides, you look better without the wind. People might even lessen their judgments. Come on. Let's get the others. If nothing else, you can teach Ayra how to get along with others. I'm sure she'd love that Elenwen." Marle forces himself to cheer up telling his mind that his friend trusted him and that he would help her where he could. The smile that fills his face is genuine.

[LittleStarWolf]

Kijana Joka
Kijana smiles as water continues to hit his face. "Name's Kijana. Yours is Ayra right?" Kijana replies as he looks to where Marle and Elenwen had disappeared."If you want, you can stay under my wing. It will protect you some from the rain." Kijana says seriously. He liked helping and although he didn't understand why she didn't like the rain, he would do his best to help her.