Damiza's Bonding

[Empaths' Guild, Courtyard Garden] (**)
Open to the sky, this spot is sheltered from the worst of the weather and elements by a rich cedar arbor.  In the center of the courtyard, a small fountain, filled with the darting forms of tiny fish, babbles to itself.  Several elaborately-carved cedar benches are placed at one edge of the garden, directly across from a cushioned swing hanging from the arbor by wrought iron chains.  A riot of seasonal plants compete for the attention of those who pass here, and a whispering willow tree looms overhead as if creating a protective mantle.You also see a pile of rocks, an embroidery needle, a small bronze bar, a pile of rocks, an ethereal vela'tohr thicket, an Empath renown scroll, a small stone firepit, a simple covered sideboard with several things on it, some shallow stone stairs, a marble statue of an elegant Elven woman carrying a shallow basin in her arms, a large vela'tohr plant and a silver tea cart with several things on it.
Also here: Legendary Moon Mage Mahwel, Ice Knight Chrysaor, Gurb, Warlord Rhelm, Brother Devolo, Antiquary Larxene, Shadow Prowler Sworlaen, Cleric Zestachi who is shrouded in ghostly flames, Serial Killer Damiza, Fortuneteller Auset who has a transparent green dragonling perched on their shoulder, Scion of Yavash Urimas, Valta Varna Mistanna who is sitting and Graahm.
Obvious paths: northeast, east, west, down, out.

Ice Knight Chrysaor just arrived.

Chrysaor coldly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "Hello. It appears I have lost a hand. Can you help me please?"

Damiza snickers at Yizard.

Yizard's tail undulates passively just above the ground.

Damiza exclaims, "Oh noes!"

Damiza rests her hand on Chrysaor's arm with a soft smile.

Yizard's body below the waist is dripping water everywhere.

An almost visible connection between Damiza and Chrysaor seems to thrum through the air.

Chrysaor shivers briefly as wounds and traces of battle abruptly vanish from his body.

Damiza exhales slowly as corresponding wounds bloom on her flesh.

Chrysaor bows to Damiza.

Chrysaor coldly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "Thank you."

Damiza says, "I have a berry for you for pick up."

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Damiza gets a Damaris dusk berry from inside her wyvern skull.

Damiza offers Chrysaor a Damaris dusk berry.

Damiza exclaims, "Tada!"

Friar Yizard plods out.

Chrysaor accepts Damiza's dusk berry.

Damiza's features are limned in fiery rutilant light, her eyes burning with a fearsome vivacity.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "My thanks."

Chrysaor pops the dusk berry into his mouth and sighs contentedly as a drowsy expression washes over his face.

Damiza rests her hand on Chrysaor's arm with a soft smile.

Mistanna picks up some golden vela'tohr nectar.
Mistanna puts her nectar in her watersilk bag.

Chrysaor suddenly lies down and curls up for a nap!  What a strange person.

Damiza says, "Your wounds are now healed and you're healthy."

Chrysaor shakes off his stun!

Rhelm takes a seat.

Damiza roots around the area for a moment.
Damiza forages around the area for a while until she finds a white rose.

Damiza says, "Let me help with that berry."

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Damiza puts her rose in her leather purse.

Damiza shivers briefly as she taps a sophisticated ice-veined leather purse clasped with a frostflare opal.

Damiza says, "Here, you'll have to kiss this to get rid of that poison."

Damiza gets a Saemaus' kiss rose from inside her leather purse.

Zemfreed begins to listen to Mistanna teach the Debilitation skill.

Mistanna flashes a quick grin at Zemfreed.

Damiza offers Chrysaor a Saemaus' kiss rose.

Damiza kisses the rose solemnly to affirm her vow.

Mistanna leans back against a cushioned swing, causing it to rock gently.

Damiza observes Chrysaor with fascination.

Damiza says, "Oh, he's still unconscious."

Mistanna chuckles.

Chrysaor suddenly stretches, yawns, and opens his eyes as he awakens from his little nap.

Damiza pats Chrysaor on the back.

Chrysaor stands up.

Damiza says to Chrysaor, "Here you go!  Kissing this removes all that poison you just ate."

Damiza nods in agreement.

Damiza offers Chrysaor a Saemaus' kiss rose.

Rhelm asks, "Anyon want dragon priest boxes?"

Chrysaor accepts Damiza's Saemaus' kiss rose.

Rhelm says, "Anyone too."

Rhelm nods.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "Thank you. Very unexpected."

Mistanna asks, "Can I try one?"

Chrysaor kisses the rose gently.

The rose is enveloped in a holy light until nothing is left but the invisible bond it symbolized.

Damiza says, "Very."

Chrysaor coldly exclaims in an alpine accent, "Wait!"

Chrysaor coldly asks in an alpine accent, "What just happened?"

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "I feel... warmish..."

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "Especially when I look at you."

Chrysaor gazes at Damiza.

Mistanna puts her book in her drawstring knapsack.

Damiza grins at Chrysaor.

Damiza says to Chrysaor, "I do have the magic touch."

Damiza nods.

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "What have you done to me?"

Chrysaor casually observes the area.

Chrysaor shivers.

Mistanna says to Chrysaor, "Welcome back."

Chrysaor cowers away from Mistanna!

Mistanna tilts her head to one side.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "I feel... not myself."

Chrysaor shudders.

Mistanna says, "Nope, too hard for me."

Damiza says, "You look yourself though."

Damiza observes Chrysaor with fascination.

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "Did you... did you just...?"

Damiza asks Chrysaor, "Do you need a kiss?"

Damiza observes Chrysaor with fascination.

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "I kissed the rose and now I feel the answer is "Yes."

Chrysaor wobbles, looking a bit faint.

Damiza winks at Chrysaor.

The dull orange glow fades from Chrysaor.

Damiza says, "That's always a good answer."

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "What curse is this? First a berry then a rose."

Damiza cocks her head at Chrysaor.

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "Shall I be uncursed if I kiss you instead?"

Damiza says, "The berry did have some unforseen side affects."

Chrysaor kisses Damiza.  And he doesn't seem to want to stop.

Damiza kisses Chrysaor.  And she doesn't seem to want to stop.

Chrysaor's jaw drops.

Damiza asks, "Do you feel uncursed now?"

Damiza observes Chrysaor with fascination.

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "I feel warm for the first time in decades."

Damiza flashes a wide grin at Chrysaor.

Arofice says, "May I have my internal wounds healed please."

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "Are we... bonded?"

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Arofice says, "But do please leave my external leg wounds."

Damiza says, "That we are."

Rhelm says, "Give it some time and you'll be cold again."

Rhelm nods.

Chrysaor kneels down.

Damiza offers Chrysaor a white rose.

Chrysaor bows ceremoniously to Damiza, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

Chrysaor accepts Damiza's white rose.

Chrysaor puts his rose in his watersilk bag.

Damiza asks Chrysaor, "You're my knight now, yes?"

Arofice smiles at Damiza.

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "If this is true I am your humble servant and will protect you to the end of days."

Chrysaor bows ceremoniously to Damiza, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

Chrysaor puts his longsword in his war belt.

Chrysaor sheathes his silversteel longsword.

Chrysaor stands up.

Rhelm offers Chrysaor a dull iron box.

Chrysaor glances at Rhelm.

Arofice says, "May I have my internal wounds healed please."

Damiza beams in loving admiration at Chrysaor!

Damiza rests her hand on Arofice's arm with a soft smile.

Arofice says, "But do please leave my external leg wounds."

An almost visible connection between Damiza and Arofice seems to thrum through the air.

Arofice shivers briefly as wounds and traces of battle abruptly vanish from his body.

Damiza exhales slowly as corresponding wounds bloom on her flesh.

The bandages binding Arofice's right leg become useless and fall apart.

Chrysaor stands near Damiza.

Damiza says, "Doh sorry too late."

The bandages binding Arofice's left leg become useless and fall apart.

Damiza leans back against Chrysaor with a loving smile.

Damiza seems to glow with an inner light, trailing rutilant sparks with every movement.

Arofice hugs Damiza, who wraps her arms around Arofice with a warm smile.

Arofice says, "Now you will have to blow me up again."

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "New feelings I must adjust too indeed."

Arofice grins at Damiza.

Damiza says to Chrysaor, "I'll keep you healthy until the end of my days."

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Chrysaor sweeps a silversteel dome helm brushed with black gold filigree off his head and in front of him in a large arc, fluidly stepping backward and bowing to Damiza at the same time.

Damiza says, "Or yours... .Whichever comes first."

Damiza ponders.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "Mine, I'm sure."

Chrysaor winks at Damiza.

Arofice stands up.

Damiza chortles softly at some secret joke.

Damiza grins at Chrysaor.

Arofice grins.

Anino gets a fluffy white towel with faint gold stitching from inside his bitterweave pack.

Anino vigorously rubs his feet with a fluffy white towel with faint gold stitching, drying himself off as much as possible.

Anino squeezes a damp white towel, wringing out the last few drops of water.

Anino wrings a fluffy white towel, knotting it into a ball.

Mistanna gazes off into the distance.

Anino puts his towel in his bitterweave pack.

Zemfreed says, "Be back in a jiff."

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "At least I'm free of pigtail torment."

Damiza says, "Now about this bald head of yours.."

Damiza observes Chrysaor with fascination.

Chrysaor whistles a merry tune.

Chrysaor shakes his head at Damiza.

Chrysaor cowers away from Damiza!

Damiza grins at Chrysaor.

Damiza says, "I do like it on you."

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Chrysaor smiles damiza lov

Chrysaor bops himself over the head.

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "So what does this all mean?"

Damiza ponders.

Damiza says to Chrysaor, "It sounds like we have some Wyvern Trials to attend to next."

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "Indeed. The path is one step at a time now it appears."

Damiza nods at Chrysaor, obviously agreeing with his views.

Chrysaor warmly asks Damiza in an alpine accent, "I have much to ponder with this new advent. May I take your leave and return when my heart is settled?"

Damiza nods to Chrysaor.

Damiza says, "You may."

Chrysaor gently kisses Damiza on the forehead.

Damiza makes a chirring noise in Chrysaor's direction.

Chrysaor warmly says to Damiza in an alpine accent, "I will return."

Damiza grins at Chrysaor.

Chrysaor's eyes roll back in his head as his knees buckle causing him to collapse in a heap to the ground.

Chrysaor stands up.

Chrysaor wobbles, looking a bit faint.

Chrysaor coldly says in an alpine accent, "I hope..."

Damiza rubs Chrysaor's head.

Damiza asks, "You didn't hurt yourself with all that armor on?"

Ice Knight Chrysaor glides out.