[Solo] Pains of the Past...

[Nosdyn]

His companions slept. N'Jal was next to him on the makeshift bed. He'd not felt so at peace in a very long time by her side. He watched her sleeping for a moment and sighed happily. With this other rebel, this other exile in his arms...he'd found what he'd been looking. A place to call home. Nosdyn never slept, it was a flaw of his people. But he was content being up all night watching his women sleep. He would protect his companions with his life...especially N'Jal. He thought to the battle where Llukai was present.

N'Jal stirred at that point. She kissed his chest softly. "What troubles you?"

"Maybe...maybe I would have saved myself a lot of heart ache if things had gone different." He said to her softly.

"In what sense?" She asked quietly.

"In the sense...had I joined you sooner. Maybe...maybe I would have been spared a lot of pain I didn't need to go through." He thought of Illsandra and Xyllea at that point...but he didn't feel guilt about either situation anymore. N'Jal had filled the void in his heart.

"These events unfolded exactly as they were meant to. Someday you will understand this too." N'Jal revealed to him, it was a profound thing for her to say. "I will tell you one thing...you have amazing technique in the bed." She smiled calmly at that point.

"You want more I take it, my Master?" He smiled with mischief of his own. He felt her get on top of him, and put his strong member inside of her. He moaned softly. He held his Goddess in his arms an and softly made love to her.

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Nosdyn woke up that next morning. He'd felt completely invigorated from the day the battle took place. He'd come full circle at that point. He thought about his son sometimes when he was alone at night. He did miss his son. But that could not be helped at that point. He suspected there would be more battles on that ridge, and more of having to defend what he believed in those days. He stepped out of the cave at that point, he was skyclad. He was home there was no need for him to worry about clothing in some situations there.

At that point...he noticed he was being stared at. "You can come out of hiding I know you're there."

He saw robes he had not seen in a long time...black robes the robes of a certain Psionic's Guild. Nosdyn frowned. He knew who had just arrived. He kept his distance from them. He watched as Xyllea and several others lowered their hoods.

Xyllea stepped forward.

Nosdyn took several steps back, away from her. He narrowed his eyes upon seeing her. "What do you want? And I'd stay back if I were you."

Xyllea sighed. "I had to see if it were true...I had to see it with my own eyes." She was genuinely surprised by the fact.

"What did you have to see? That I sided with N'Jal? What the fuck did you really think was going to happen?" Nosdyn told her, he was losing his temper at that point. Up until that time he'd never fought back any time they'd harmed him. Because of her and Ilsandra.

Xyllea sighed. "Lloth put a writ on your head...there was no choice in the matter."

"Save it!" Nosdyn suddenly yelled. "Since that day I saved you...I gave myself to you. I kept dealing with things over and over out of respect for your people. And that last time...it was all caused by you. Llukai told me. He told me the writ was placed on my head by The Lloth Priesthood. I was set up, Xyllea."

Xyllea was trying to hold back her anguish, she didn't believe what she was hearing from him. But she knew it was the truth. "Nosdyn..." Xyllea began.

And just then...the unthinkable happened. Xyllea looked in terror at who appeared behind Nosdyn.

Nosdyn stepped aside to allow his Master to come forth and say what she needed to say. "Xyllea...." N'Jal suddenly said. N'Jal knew the woman's name. "I know the reason why you are here. I can smell it." She said calmly.

Xyllea took a step or two back. "I have come to beg him for forgiveness."

N'Jal motioned for her Champion to step forward when that was said. "What would you say to that my Champion?"

Nosdyn nodded towards N'Jal and stepped directly in front of Xyllea. "You...showed me no mercy when you had me jailed over the Writ your bitch goddess placed on my head." Nosdyn was very serious. He was saying what he'd needed to say since that event happened. "When me and you were married, Xyllea I accepted your people and your culture completely. You didn't extend the same courtesy to me. I don't know what you thought you would find here. But N'Jal is my Master. I have no intention of ever returning to Ettermire. To fight for scraps...to be ridiculed in silence for who and what I was. To be hated and despised. If you hate me so profusely, hate me because I'm with N'Jal now." Nosdyn said.

As a warning, N'Jal stepped forward towards Xyllea. "You didn't show him any mercy, and now you wish his forgiveness. Typical Dark Elf WHORE." And N'Jal suddenly attacked. "You will never return here and you will leave him alone from now on."

Xyllea had been knocked on the ground at that point, she was in pain. The others helped her up. It was only at that point, that Xyllea realized the incredible mistake they had all made in causing his exile. She stood up and looked at him one last time. "I'm so sorry." She said quietly, and they did take their leave, completely and utterly defeated.

For a long moment, Nosdyn stood there in silence as he looked at his Master. "Thank you." He quietly said to her. "I never attacked back out of respect for her people...so thank you. You acted where I could not."

N'Jal nodded at her champion. "You now know them as well as I do. You see how pathetic they are. What I've been trying to teach you about them."

Nosdyn nodded. "Let's get back inside our home my Master." And he was perfectly content living in the cave for the rest of his days with his Goddess.