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Chap . The commander is the naughty type

Dear Alistair

It's hard to belive it's been a year all ready, where dose the time go?,I became a GreyWarden Commander, Queen Anora aka meatball head offerd me the position and the orlisian wardens approved, me I think there bonkers for sure, it's like asking Oghren to give up drinking for a month, wardens must be desperate heh, Anyways I am fine, I miss you so much, I just wish you where here with me, before I forget they also said I am the new Arlessa of Ameranthine, so if I am not kicking darkswpan arses, I am telling the nobles where to shove there bridges (long story that I leave for my next letter).

So far I have managed to conscript a mage his name is Anders, think you guys would of gotten along nicely, but I rather like your jokes better, Oh and I also belive it or not asked a Howe to be a greywarden soemthing I thaught I never do, but then again this situation in Ameranthine is not normal, well thats all there is to say for now, I best get back to work Darkswpan don't kill themselfs ya know, at any rate I love you, stay warm where ever you may be....

Yours truly
Kitoka

Kitoka put down her featherd quill, and gazed at the letter sadly, she knew Alistair would not resive it, she wonderd so many times why she kept wrighting the letters, she knew he was gone from this world to a realm behond the fade it self, and yet she kept wrighting day after day.

Kitoka's eyes begun to water slightly maybe it was the garlic suprise drink Oghren made her, or maybe it was the idea that she never see Alistair again, whatever the reason she never managed to completely break down, sure her eyes would water slightly but she could always feel her heart sink into her stomach and her body numbing from the pain and guilt, still no matter how many bottles of wine she drunk, she always found her self in the same place as she was before, an emotional reck.

While Kitoka was lost in her thaughts, a man enterd her room he was rather tall, say about 6 footish and his slivery hair which in the right light looked blonde,and  was rather messy, it was long on the right side and shaved off from the left side leaving at the front of his face exposed, he also wore light plated armor which was common amung the troops,.

Kitoka heard his footsteps she did not turn around though, instead she sat back down on her wooden chair with her legs crossed, the man studied her carefully she had long brown hair that shined in the candle light, it was short fashioned in a tomboyish way,  she also had rather tanned skin, on her arm she wore a highever tattoo, a wing simbol she always wore it proudly, because she was not ashamed to be aCousland matter of fact she wanted people to know (can you say show off).


The man coughed slightly and steped forward, "Commander It is an....." Kitoka sighed and she turned her head to view the stranger in her room, her eyes fixed on him, " An honnor to meet me...I know everyone says that" she stood up and moved closly to him, so close she could feel his breath on her face, he seemd rather nervous to be so close to her in fact she could see the sweat drip from his brow," no need to be nervous lad, I don't bite....much" Kitoka gave him a sly grin and slowly pressed her hand over his manly chest, she could feel his body tence under her touch, she gazed at him once more and with out warning, she  grabbed  him forcing him into a kiss, the man was rather suprised by the commanders actions and pulled away slightly, "Uh...uhm comm...comander i think that is umm that is" he started to panic as his commander came in closer contact to him again, "I am your commander, you have to do as I say" she pushed him on the bed and started to undress her self, after she was finsihed the mans eyes grew larger as his eyes were fixed on her womanhood,"Don't worry consider this your first mission, to explore the commander" she pinned the lad down on her bed the sheets ascew and coverd in his sweat, she blew out the candle and motioned him to take off his armor,"Whats your name trooper" she pressed her body on his making him flinch," mm my name is umm....Luke" Lukes body begun to shake slightly in fear she chop his little friend off if he refused her, "Well Luke lets make this night a night to remeber".


The next morning Kitoka woke with  the worst hang over she ever had.......(lets try that again) she woke up with the worst hangover she ever had in the last 48 hours hurray!!!, as she awoke from her dreamless sleep she felt something beside her,matter of fact felt like a persons arm, she paused to think....[/i]"What happend last night" she thaught to her self, she lifted up her bed cover to see her self naked, her eyes grew wide almost suprised, "Well thats new" she looked towards the young man next to her and giggled, "Really I must of had another episode I better apologise to him when he wakes"  the door knocked three times and Kitoka gasped, " I and I  I come" she said as she put on her night gown, she opend the door a little bit to see her fellow warden all ready dressed and roaring to go, "Sup Commander time to boogie on down" Kitoka frowned slightly she could clearly, see he was a mage blonde hair earing and fancey mage clothes, if anything a rebel in his own right, "I be right with you...Anders.....I was umm just getting..."
before she could finsih her centance Luke  rose up from her bed and stood behind her naked, "is it breakfast already commander" he said in a childish tone, how old was he anyway, she thaught he looked older last night, [i]"Opps"
Anders looked at luke and smiled at his commander, "say no more commander I just leave you to rock the baot, so to speak" Anders started to giggle slightly and walked off rather rapidly.

Modifié par Dalira Montanti, 03 juillet 2010 - 06:23 .