Table for One Options

[fistandantilus4....]

You have been training for many years now following the Path of the Warrior. This means that for those years, more threads having to do with the Art of War than most other people in the world. This will directly affect your Pattern, as you well know, because of the feats you are able to perform. The magic within your blood, combined with the training of the Warrior Discipline, creates in you the Pattern of a Warrior.

It his most basic, the Warrior is a weapon. The reason does not matter. A weapon is created for one purpose, to inflict harm on others. It is the manner in which that weapon is used that defines a person. But a Warrior is often a weapon first. This means that even if you define your self by your actions, you are still a weapon first. The legendary sword Purifier was created to destroy horrors. It is a task it performs without par. Yet at it's most basic, it is a sword, a weapon. It can be wielded for the cause it was created for, or against, or for causes having nothing to do with it's creation. Such is the way of the Warrior at it's core. That is the way of the Discipline you have chosen. Do not forget that.

A Warrior may choose their path for many reasons. Some choose it for coin, others glory, to enhance their own abilities, or to protect others. To be these things though, you learn to be a weapon. You learn how to fight, how to conduct battles, and how to wage war. A weapon's purpose does not matter as long as it is functional. That is the Warrior's Pattern.

To understand your Pattern, and how you may tie it to others, remmber that you are tying the Pattern of a weapon to something. If you pick up a sword, and tie your self to it, you are not arming your self. You are arming your self more[i]. You [i]are the weapon. The Warrior's mind and will are his greatest weapons, empowering him to wage war on his enemies, whom ever they may be. That is why the art of Thread Weaving among Warriors is called War Weaving. It is the art of weaving together the Patterns of War to make a more powerful weapon: You.

Weaving a Thread to an item, especailly a weapon, is no diferent than picking up a swoord or axe or knife. It is something that ever Warrior does. Warrior's are not Swordmasters, and so we are not so foolish as to limit our selves to the type of weapon we use for the sake of 'style'. We will use what we can, and when we must , we will use what we must. Weaving a thread to an item is an act of will, of binding a piece of the item's Pattern, and harnessing it. It is akin to picking up a sword, and placing it in your empty scabbard. You have it now, and may draw it when you need it.

You tie the thread, harness the magic in the item's Pattern, and enhance your own strength. In this way we are empowered to carry on the Art of War, by weaving our tapestry of weapons and will togheter. Anyone will tell you that it takes an act of will to stand on the lines, ready for war. So it is with War Weaving. You choose your weapon, and forge your bond with your will. You make it another weapon at your disposal.

Ordat continues on for long hours, describing the feeling of weaving a thread, and of how the bonds of Patterns are made.

[fistandantilus4....]

After the second night of training, as Lu and Ky are just emerging from their baths, there is a knock at the door.

[Lady Door]

Lu looks at Ky already sprawled out on the bed and goes to the door, her hand already drawing the dagger from it's sheath on her thigh.
Who is it? She calls from her side of the door.

[fistandantilus4....]

Lolindril my lady.

[Lady Door]

Smiling, but still holding the knife ready just in case, Lu opened the door to let Llondril in.

[fistandantilus4....]

Lolindril is smiling on the other side, and more so when he sees Lu's complete lack of clothing.

Not quite the welcome I was expecting, but certainly one I'll take.

He smiles very pretty again, and steps in to the room.... avoiding the knife.

[Lady Door]

Lu looks down and blushes, dodging behind the dressing screen quickly.
I.. uh.. we weren't expecting company. She calls from behind the screen as she dresses. What can I do for you, Lolindril?

[fistandantilus4....]

Acutally Luthielien, I was hoping to take you out for diner. Bit if you;d rather stay in...

Kyla, still lounging quite happily naked on her bed laughs.

Awfully shy all of a sudden arent you Lu? Kyla teases.

[Lady Door]

Lu peeks around the screen, smiling. Dinner? I would love to. Lu reaches out and snatches one of the dresses lying across the bed. For a moment there's just the sound of cloth rustling and then: Just let me ... get this... thing... laced... up. Lu's words come out on the exhale as she ties the stays of the her corset.
When she steps out she's wearing her only silk dress. Cut tight up top and full on bottom it glides with her as she walks. The dress is a deep blue, a color that shows off her hair, eyes and skin to their full advantage. She performs a deep curtsy to Lolindril, smiling up at him as she rises.

[fistandantilus4....]

Absolutely stunning. You see Kyla, sometimes being dressed can be even more beautiful.

Lolindril looks like he wants to clap. Kyla looks like she wants to clap his head. He walks up to Lu and offers her his arm.

Shall we my dear?

[Lady Door]

Lu beams, basking in the praise. She smiles at Ky and winks... after all, it is Ky's dress. She takes his arm and lets him lead her out of the room.
So, where are we going, my good sir?

[fistandantilus4....]

Well, the City of Thieves does have to be able to cater to it's more successful .. entrepreneurs. There is a beautiful restaurant not far from here simply called "Gold". That is where we are going.

[Lady Door]

How exciting. Will you protect me then? Lu smiles winningly as she toys with the gold necklace resting on her collarbone. Though she asks for his protection, she doesn't really need it. The dagger is at her thigh, and given the need, she could protect herself well enough.

[fistandantilus4....]

A swordmaster always carries his blade. Besides, I've arranged for a small coach. Have you ever ridden in a coach?

[Lady Door]

No, I can't say that I have. I'm looking forward to it. Lu wraps her arm around Lolindril tighter.

[fistandantilus4....]

Lolindril leads her out through the front of the inn. There is a black horse drawn carriage, pulled by two, just out side of the inn. The door man sets a blcok dow nfor Lu as she exits the inn, and opens the door for her.

[Lady Door]

She smiles and steps into the carriage, thanking the man that put the step down. Once inside, she snuggles in next to Lolindril.
I think I'm already jealous of whoever you plan on marrying. That is, if you ever settle down.

[fistandantilus4....]

Well settling down does have it's appeals... some day. I internd to travel for some time more. I don't doubt that you feel the same way. As for now, I have a gorgeous young lady on my arm, and a hope in my heart. Driver, shall we?

The coach rolls.

[Lady Door]

Lu leans back against his chest, enjoying the comfort he gives. A small rests on her face. So this is what cherished feels like...

[fistandantilus4....]

I must say Luthielien that I thank the Passions for meeting a girl as amazing as you . You've already shown me ... well a number of amazing new things. I intend to keep you close.

[Lady Door]

I'm glad to hear that, Swordmaster. I intend for you to stay close. Lu smiles and reaches up to kiss him.

[fistandantilus4....]

Lolindril kisses her back, deeply and passionately, savoring the moment. He's smiling that beautiful smile again when they pull apart.

[Lady Door]

Lu melts a little again. Such... a... pretty... smile..
Did you know that you are the most handsome man I have ever known? Lu says it without thinking and then blushes.

[fistandantilus4....]

Yes, but it is certainly pleasing to hear you say it. he smiles again.

[fistandantilus4....]

Soon they arrive at Gold. The restaurant has an outer wall, with a pair of guards at it. The place looks like a small estate house, with a courtyad and fountain where the coach deposits them . The entry way is a covered stone arch, with elegant lamps and curtains. There is no sign declaring the name of the establishment. Apparently they expect that if you don't know, you don't belong there.

The pair are greeted by the host, who leads them to a table near the center of an elegantly appointed room. The carpet is a soft red, there are a number of draping curtains arond the room adding color to the tan stuccoed walls. The room is kept elegantly dark, with small candles at each tables. The other patrons are all dressed in finery, with velvet doublets, gowns, and jewelry being the rule.

Lolindril and Luthielien get a number of looks as they enter. They obviously aren't dressed quite to par of the majority of the patrons, but they have the look. An elven lord, and blademaster by the look, with a gorgeous young elven girl in a sleek and clinging blue silk dress that sets off her lond gold-red hair make quite an impression without finery. Lolindril proceeds as if their attention is his due, and leads Lu to their table in the center, with a number of eyes on them.

You see them watching you? They're wondering who you are, and wondering why they've never noticed someone as beautiful as you.