Here is parts of a story between Anastasia and her Brother Demon Shea Stolas.

Ana

Anastasia hugs her brother, happiness within her eyes at seeing him. " Glad you are back M'lord "

"seems that you are my only family now as I have moved on." he looked down at the beach and then at the lone city on this island,bending to one knee he picks up a handful of sand and then releases it. "Sand....   why must there always be sand?" he grimaced and stood again. "well sis are you up for a drink? I am sure that there is a tavern somewhere in this city."

Looks up to Shea, traces of confusion within her eyes but knowing better then to ask " I am glad that I have not lost my Brother Shea " wrapping her arm around him and giving him a half hug, before watching as he bends down to the sand. She smiles at him " There is generally sand on a Beach Shea " her voice slightly teasing " And I would love a drink

I look to the docks and see that my ship isn't there,I knew it wouldn't be,for that would take some doing.but if my sister could find me then I am sure that others would as well.noticing a shady little building near where we were I read the banner  outside 'The cats scratch' well that's appropriate,I mumble to myself .escorting the lady inside we find a table near the back and order some mead,the tavern owner scoffs and brings us a bottle of brown liquid and two dirty glasses,then holds out his hand for payment,lucky for me I still happened on a few coins in the pocket of my robe. he then smiled and left."enjoy the rum that's all we have here." he said as he bit into the small gold piece that I had just given him. cleaning her glass with a handkerchief  I pour us both a drink and sit back to relax.

Anastasia looks to Shea with concern as he mumbles something about the name of the inn, suspecting she knew where it was coming from and places a reassuring hand on his, before stepping into the interior. She allows her eyes to adjust to the darkness, noting the others watching them as they entered and was grateful he chose an out of the way table. She arched a brow at the glasses, about to comment on them as Shea cleaned it “ Thanks Bro, otherwise, I would be using Magic and I am not sure the likes of this bar would approve, though I am getting the feeling a bar fight might do us some good. “ She picks up the glass and sips it, coughing slightly as the run burns down her throat, used to the lighter drinks such as wine and mead.

elric and mesha ,with his now band of mercenary's ride long and hard .stopping at a tavern for rest , elric leaves the band to see to the horses as he takes mesha by the hand and walks into the tavern ..we still have a long way to go my love till we reach the mountains where my friend needs us for the on coming battle . a drink to wash the dust awat i think . as he looks around the room he sees ana and ..well well my long lost brother shea..telling the landlord to bring over more drink he walks with mesha to their table smiles at ana and shea ..so this is where you are hiding , it is time you met my wife mesha ( a lithe beauty with long black hair with the look of a vampire about her )pulling a chair for her to sit as he then sits himself ...oh sorry may we join you ?

Anastasia takes another sip, this time expecting the burn down her throat and not coughing as much, feeling its warmth spreading throughout her far faster then wine or mead had ever done. She looks to Shea drinking his, noting it didn’t seem to be bothering him the same as her and sighs inwardly, thinking it probably had to do with that her brother was used to drinking this stuff. Her eyes lift, catching a familiar face entering the bar and the flickers of concern cross her eyes as she scans for the blade that is often with him. She watches as Elric leads a dark haired lady to their table, before nodding politely to her in greetings “Greetings M’lady, Tis a pleasure to meet you. I am Anastasia and this is my Brother Shea “Noting Elric neglected to give their names to his wife. She turns her attention back to Elric “By all means, do join us. What brings you here if I might ask “  Hoping that Shea didn’t mind, though knowing he would say as much if he did.

oh sorry forgive me mesha ..this is my brother be it adopted ,,shea and ana you will have heard of . she was once my wife but we ,,er um parted through some issues which i hope are now forgotten . accepting the bottles from the barman as he placed them on the table and then scuttled away quickly .passing one to his brother then offering to pour out meshas. anas and himself .
turning to ana ..i have had a message from the misty mountains needing my help with a battle that is coming my band of mercenarys and wolves are resting outside as i think the landlord might get a bit upset if they were to come in .calls over to the barman ..see to my men and water the er wolves you will be ok they not hungry ....yet.
looking closely at ana sensing her fear he removes his sword and places it away from ana ..its ok my dear it will behave now .

Anastasia arches a brow at his comments of parting ways as her eyes slide to the blade. Her voice was soft as she spoken, “Forgiven and Forgotten are two different things M’lord and while I have forgiven you, I have not forgotten. “ Before she turns her gaze back to the Lady he was with “Forgive me, I just wanted to clarify that, tis a pleasure to meet you m’lady. “ She catches the sword being placed behind him and the comments that it would behave and remains silent on that subject.

She accepts the refill on her drink, already feeling the previous glass of Rum hitting her head, and making the room spin ever so slightly if she moved too quick. She smiles and looks to the bar keep “Yes, I do not think he would accept them within the inn, if not him, most of the patrons might run in fear were a wolf pack to swarm the room, though it would be an interesting sight to see, all the men scrambling when they cane in, half drunk over the tables and such.  “

smiling at ana as he thought about what would happen if his wolves did come into the bar , he turned to shea ...well my brother are we still ok or is this slight dissagreement of ours going to become a feud passing the bottle again to shea


feeling a bit done that the brother he thought he had will not even talk elric rises and kisses anas hand gently .my lady he smiles then takes mesha by the hand as he picks up his great sword and sheaths it on his back, and one last frown at shea. and they leave to carry on to help his friend at the misty mountains as all will be needed to defend . he helps mesha onto her horse as he calls the wolves and the wolf warrior mercenarys to continue on their journey the great forest in the distance gets nearer as they ride on

Anastasia looked to Shea, wondering why he was being silent, but knowing that often his thoughts were percolating within his mind as her’s did. She returned her gaze to Elric and his wife, before taking another drink of the rum, feeling it relaxing her within and wondering why she had not drank this before. She looked up as Elric rose and kissed her hand, a flash of their past entering her mind as a soft blush crossed her cheeks “Farewell Elric. Do try and stay safe. “Her gaze turns to his Lady “Twas a pleasure to meet you M’lady “She watches them leave the inn, before sitting silently in her thoughts, sipping the rum that was in her hands.

I finish my drink and watch him leave with his new wife in tow. I can sense That ana is a touch calmer now,yet the grip that she had on her cup told a different story.  Finally after a few moments I call the barkeep over and whisper into his ear, he departs but then he and his servant return with another bottle of rum and a tray with many fine delicacy's of the region. I dig into the feast and pour my sister another glass of rum. "Truth be told I owe both of you my life, yet I know how you feel about him and that piece of rotting metal that he carries with him." drinking another glass of the rum I pour another round for us both and point down to the tray. "That is sort of interesting,I wonder where it comes from?"

Anastasia lifts her gaze from her glass as the barkeep nears, catching the soft sound of whispering but not making any of it out. Her eyes follow the keep for a moment before taking another drink of her rum, and looking up as a servant arrives with food and more rum. She look cautiously to the food, watching as Shea takes some before her eyes find his again “Tis not really Elric I have issues with Shea “Sighing softly, feeling the rum swirling around in her thoughts “Tis the blade alone, for I know it seeks my death. It tried once before and nearly succeeded. Elric was possessed of it, I could see it, but I am no match for a sword and cared to live another day so fled “She reaches for some of the food, taking a small bite and nodding in agreement, thinking she probably didn’t want to know what she was eating and was grateful for it “And you owe me nothing Shea, you are a brother to me that I never really had, despite being raised with brothers. I am glad that I met you, and truth be told, I wouldn’t change meeting and marrying Elric either. “She takes another drink of her now full glass “it all makes us who we are really “

Shea – New storyline




He rolls the bones and once again they land in his favor,the Armory guards have no idea as to whom he even was ,nor did they care that they were loosing their monthly wages,They were well on the way to being intoxicated before I had stumbled on the game,and so I did leave them with some of their wages and bid them a good eve when I felt the eyes of someone familiar peering into the back of my neck,As I left I noticed that some of my personal armor had made it into the castle and to this very room. so liberating it in a large trunk,I walked out and made my way to the room that I was to occupy while here in this Stygian castle.

"sister,you may show yourself." he knew that his voice would draw her out of her hiding. He walked down the hall and opened the door to his room,leaving it open he disrobed and started asembling the armor to make himself more attractive to the Queen of Stygia,anything would be better than slave attire.

Anastasia remained within the realms of the faeries, in the thin veil that few could see as she watched over her brother. She knew he had been sold as a slave and taken to the Stygian castle and would assist him, whether he wanted it or not should she feel he was in over his head. A smile crossed her lips, knowing there was precious little that her brother could not handle, but that didn’t mean he didn’t deserve a little sister interference once in a while, after all, wasn’t that what sisters were for. She sipped her wine softly, before starting in surprise at hearing her brother’s words to her. She mutters under her breath, followed by soft laughter, having forgotten he could see the veil when he wished it and stepped through the barrier, following him in through the open door. She eyes him up, ensuring he looked just as well here as he had through the veil, before moving to hug him, and stepping back with a smile “Greetings Brother, Tis good to see you are well. I had expected worse when I heard you had been sold as a slave and placed in a bear pit arena. It seems you might not need sister interference after all. “

In reply to Anastasia (msg #16):

She did not show herself that day and I went to have my audience with the dark Queen,several months had passed and I had made a name for myself yet again.As in doing so I made many of the Stygian royalty my nemesis. One night alone on my new war ship ,I was seduced by a demoness drugged and thrown overboard.When I awoke I was alone on a beach of some distant land, The wooden ring on my finger was the only clue I had as to where I had arrived.

Anastasia was sitting in her realm, pacing as she had felt that something was wrong. She went to her scrying pool, and looked in, scanning through the flickering of images across the land of the fey, noting that all seemed to be quiet and yet, her nerves were saying otherwise, and she wisely learned to listen to them.

She rose and paced, moving around the castle, her council following her and curious at her movements, before walking through the garden. It was here, as she breathed in the deep scent, that it had been months since she had spoken to her brother last. She reached out to connect with him telepathically, and found nothing.

A frown marred her face as she strode back to her scrying pool, asking to see her brther and seeing nothing but a wooden ring. Her features paled " Alright brother, what have you gotten yourself into this time, that I cannot find you "