Announcements:
By Chastity`
It was early morning around 2:00 am, Chastity found her sleep unfit. Her mind reeling, breathless words of anticipation swept within the cavern of her ear canal. Being back in the rented rooms of the inn weren't exactly her most favored place to be. So much has changed in so short of a time span. Krom's disappearance, her un-collared throat, and newest endeavor as Editor of the Nanthalion Chronicle came wailing down upon her mind - a heavy thought-.
The tides were definitely changing direction, just like the forlorn absence within her stormy hued gaze. So thusly rose, trapped within the long sheer nightgown. Chastity's silhouette meandered by the pale moonlight as she moved from the dirty window. Anyone knowing her, or seeing her that evening would know she had vastness upon her mindscape.
Equipped with the only best friend she knew, and the key to her office she set forth from her room, and traveled toward the Chronicle's office. Chastity hadn't bothered to dress, she was too anxious as her hunger for scribing took a hold of her like a lock on a treasure chest. The only way to open the said chest was through her written versed combination. She gingerly ushered the piece of charcoal betwixt her right ear, her long inky tresses fell over, spilling over her shoulders and cradling against the supple swell of her breasts.
A tattered grayish cloak with black woven thread was cradling her feminine form. The cloak held no significant embrace, but it was a man's cloak and several sizes to her petite human form. She often hunted during the late evening hours, needing for the beast within her own soul to be sated, that angelic cherub sweetness a complete and utter mimicry of what lied within her truly. Her sadistic morbid fascination often was displayed when none was looking, for she was quite nomadic and often lurked within the cowl of each shadow.
Finally she arrived to the darkened arena of parchments, ink wells, feathered quills, and her beloved charcoal pieces. She began to light a lone torch that dwindled with each airy presence and she sat and began to rummage through the various articles that people send. Chastity began reading these rumors of -The Shadow. Piqued with interest, her head tilted, her breath quickened, as that crooked vicious smile displayed. This was exactly what she was looking for. Mayhap they had something in common with one another. He preyed on the unsuspecting, as did she. He worked in the darkest depth of society, as did she. He lured and took what he wanted, as did she. Maybe this man this essence of what people fear, was to be her solace? With eagerness, she wrote feverishly upon the parchment piece. With her best friend, she pierced the serrated edge to the paper and ushered a few scriptures… "I bid thee welcome, Shadow stalker. Tis I, Chastity D. DeKartan. Editor of the Nanthalion Chronicle. It would be my honor to have a few moments of your time. You may ask, what do I have to offer? I promise ye infamy." She needled the signature, ~CDD~ and set tacked it in the area in which his last victim was found. Now she waits with bated breath as she anticipates the Shadow lurking within her…….
The Shadow Stalker Appears...
| Chastity` furrowed her brows lightly as she uplifted from her seat, grabbing the long overcoat once again to swaddle her sheer white nightgown. Chastity uplifted her curls and withdrew them from the collar, as she prepared to leave the office in the wee hours. She walked toward the torch and blew it out as she closed the door behind, then turned to lock the door as she noticed the note. Her gaze narrowed as she looked a bit startled, switching her gaze from left to right before taking another step back and snatching the parchment from her office door. With that she unraveled it and read. Chastity was delighted to know it was from -him- He who captivated her instantly. Chastity` followed the instructions to the 't', as she moved due east. She was always alone, it was rare she would travel with any, or allow anyone to know her routine, it would've been often bad to have witnesses. Once she filtered into the prominent area, she reached into the right breast pocket of the overcoat, and removed an emerald silk cloth that had her initials embroidered within the left corner. She hesitantly uplifted it to mask her gaze, as she tied it neatly in back. Now she was secluded and in total darkness while waiting for him. Shadow` was already hidden in that area... watching from the trees... once she had blinded herself.. and started to wait... he carefully made his way around the entire clearing... checking... making absolutely sure no one had followed her to watch... and then he made his way back to the edge of the clearing.. Now on the ground, shrouded by the darkness and his own equipment...he spoke, his voice impossibly deep where it could have only been magically altered...Speak your questions girl... I will not waste much time here...Chastity` closed her eyes even though the blind was sequestering her vision. She listened to the rustling of the branches, the up risen leaves being cracked upon as the footsteps drew near. Chastity stood a meek five foot in stature, as she looked rather fearless. Inwardly she was shivering uncontrollable. Her flesh cold to the touch, as the anticipation of the man grew wanton. She stood still within her stature, as she folded her hands within one another to rest against the small of her back. "Chastity." Chastity` corrected him, however her tone was sweet and bardaricly seducing. "I know not whom you are, I simply ask what is it you want from those of the city?" He then spoke. I am nothing more than a shadow... and what I want... I take from fools who are too stupid to hold onto their own belongings... "My Shadow Stalker, do ye look for certain types of fools? Or are they all fools within the sea of floundering stupidity?"
I look for certain types of fools... those who seem too secluded in their world of security... those that think nothing bad can happen to them in this place....
Chastity` spanned toward his voice, knowing the husky depth was more than likely not of this world. She kept her voice at that soft flowing caress. "Nothing bad that can happen to them.. here? Are there really patrons like that? Even the unknowing must have a clue, with all due respect. What types of belongings do ye search for?" Of course they have a clue... they guard their lives... but not their valuables... I search for any belongings that I deem they are not fit to have..... Chastity` felt the winds rustling her inky tresses about, as a few curls wisped against her cheek, catching against her parched crimson mouth. "Do ye scavenge for the thrill of death? Or is it a last resort?" she would ask curiously, if he was like her as she originally had prognosed. Chastity ushered a breath before asking another question, trying to get them all in, knowing he grew uneasy. "What was your biggest prize?"I do not -scavenge- for anything... I take the valuables of others because they are not careful enough with them... as for what my biggest prize is... that is for me to know... "So ye will not share with me, what you deem worthy as a valuable." She pondered a moment and dipped her head into a respectful nod, she wanted to make a lasting impression upon him. "I've got something I deem as valuable, many would scoff and dis-guard it as insignificant, but to me it is my life, my world, my dear friend... I want ye to have it." She would gesture as her hands unraveled and motioned to her ear. Chastity's neck craned as the illumination from the moonlight path gave the charcoal pencil's tip a glitter.
Shadow` moved, as Chastity would hear a few footsteps... and then his presence would be there beside her... a gloved hand reaching and calmly plucking the charcoal pencil from her ear... looking at it quietly... and then it was slipped into the belt around his waist in one of the compartments, the clasp clicking shut as he slipped back into the forest"Will ye tell me what entity the Shadow Stalker is? Are ye human?" she would ask that question, not that it made a difference, she just had a feeling and usually trusted her gut instincts. "I know ye are busy, but do you have another moment?" A light shiver of coolness raptured down her spine, causing an audible sigh and shake as he came close. Chastity smiled crookedly, as her fair cheeks captured a free flowing blush. "I trust that was the first item, ever freely offered..." Shadow` gave Chastity no further response....no indication that he had left... no indication that he was still there.....
She frowned slightly as she wasn't sure if the man had gone away or was still present... She contemplated on taking off the blindfold... however she would wait just another moment, to make sure."My Shadow Stalker, do ye stalk now?" she would lower her voice, as she shifted one foot against the earth below, disrupting the ground and spanning her torso about. The overcoat flying open due to the winds, rustling against her ankles. his voice called back... more distant now.. an indication that he was leavingI will always stalk the shadows for those foolish enough to venture into them....."It was a pleasure, Sir." she would call to him, knowing he was on his way. With that she removed the silk cloth from her eyes, fingertips tracing her empty ear, and a light frown of his departure. However, she had headlines to write. Chastity folded the silk cloth several times and positioned it back against her pocket, as she turned in the opposite direction of his voice and began departing herself. Not a look back out of respect for his privacy. |
A letter from the Editor...
Dear Patrons of Nanthalion & also citizens of Valencia...It is with great pleasure I offer ye yet another edition of the Chronicle, but ye might be wondering why the change. We felt it was important to give each patron a voice and a reason for picking up the latest edition of the paper. It is with gratitude I introduce my current staff. They are a wonderful, hard working, and devoted group of wayward souls. Without their help, the Chronicle was in great threat of being unpublished. So please show them the same respect and encouragement as ye have shown me.
There are new pages included within each scroll. Pay close attention to the Assistant Editor's page, where ye yeself will be able to write a letter to him voicing your concerns, comments, and feedback about the paper. I also would like to make special mention of a new staff member. Our own head reporter, kiarana{StWi}. She has gone chasing many dangerous and interesting news articles to bring to ye.
Although the paper might look a bit different, or the scroll a bit thicker, one thing has yet to remain the same. ~Our quality~ We gladly provide this service for ye, my reading audience. Thank you for picking up the latest edition of the Nanthalion Chronicle and with your patronage the orphans will have a bit more gruel in their bowls.
Your devoted Editor,
Chastity D. DeKartan
Welcome to the Nanthalion Chronicle's advertisement section. Your Ad could be here! For a small favor (see Chastity`), we at the Chronicle will be glad to place any notices, sales, special events, or offerings ye wish to be advertised. Remember you could say it with advertisement instead of mere words alone!!
New Classes have been posted:
WaM
Seductress
Warrior
Knight
Bard
A is for a steel cage for that naughty slave
N is for all the nuts and bolts
V is for various doorknobs
I is for irresistable clerks to give you what you need
L is for many locks we have to keep your shackles locked
S is for satisfaction of all your iron needs
H is for the horniness of the owner and many hours we invest to assure he is in a good mood
O is for outstanding prices we offer
R is for the racks we fill with many wares
N is for need anything listed above and more, come to the Anvil's Horn!
(Chastity can be reached at editor.news@belariath.com)
Business taking a dive for the worst? Having trouble selling your wares? Employees sneaking off to work for your opponents because you can not offer to pay the top competitive wages? Well you're in luck!Welcome to the Nanthalion Chronicle's advertisement section. Your Ad could be here! For a small favor (see Chastity`), we at the Chronicle will be glad to place any notices, sales, special events, or offerings ye wish to be advertised. Remember you could say it with advertisement instead of mere words alone!!
New Classes have been posted:
WaM
Seductress
Warrior
Knight
Bard
A is for a steel cage for that naughty slave
N is for all the nuts and bolts
V is for various doorknobs
I is for irresistable clerks to give you what you need
L is for many locks we have to keep your shackles locked
S is for satisfaction of all your iron needs
H is for the horniness of the owner and many hours we invest to assure he is in a good mood
O is for outstanding prices we offer
R is for the racks we fill with many wares
N is for need anything listed above and more, come to the Anvil's Horn!