* Assassin watches
<Oryx> sho' nuff, breeze
<{breeze}GC`> thank You and Greetings Master Oryx
<{karissa}B_A> !donw
<{karissa}B_A> !down
* Fortress^Sentry {karissa}B_A is currently serving.
* Fortress^Sentry sets mode: -v {karissa}B_A
<{breeze}GC`> Greetings Master Assassin Master Athro Master Bar`Arak Master Bayan`SilverMane
<{breeze}GC`> Greetings Master Lu`Kel
* Athro smiles at bree
<Bayan`SilverMane> My heritage is and has been since America's Civil war, to lead. Each generation has given its first born to fight and sometimes die for the country we love. When the doors of the Fortress opened and our family began forming, I reverted to the man I have always been...an officer, a leader. I know no other role.
<{breeze}GC`> Greetings Mistress Lyonesse` Mistress Mar`Pai
<Bar`Arak> greetings, little breeze
* {breeze}GC` smiles brightly to Master Bar`Arak
<Lu`Kel> greets breezey
<Bayan`SilverMane> karissa could in no way expect such a transformation, and for that I will always be deeply sorry.
* {breeze}GC` crawls over to the slave mats, kneeling into them.
* afk`Dahra is now known as Dahra
<Dahra> Tal and greetings
<Oryx> re, Dahra
<Bayan`SilverMane> And so there were difficulties and in an attempt to help, My Brother and FS Athro tried to give karissa the benefit of his wisdom and as often happens a bond grew between them.
* {karissa}B_A smiles over to Mistress Dahra
<Athro> wb Dahra
<{breeze}GC`> welcome back Mistress Dahra
<Bayan`SilverMane> Wb Dahra...
<Bar`Arak> wb Dahra
<Dahra> thanks
* Dahra smiles and settles
<carina> greetings Mistress :)
<Bayan`SilverMane> In Athro, karissa sees every good quality that drew her to me and none of the negatives...and for that I am most grateful for she deserves to be happy as does my Brother Athro.
* Bayan`SilverMane reaches out and removes the temporary collar indicating our dual role as karissa's counsellors and supporters.
* {karissa}B_A gasps softly as she feels her neck bare
* {karissa}B_A is now known as ka`rissa
* ka`rissa tears stream down he silken cheeks as she looks to the gray eyes she has held so long
* Oryx winces
* Athro looks at ka`rissa, smiling softly
<Bayan`SilverMane> Just as there are two tiny sets of handprints on our homestone, our ancestors in their wisdom make two Torq collars...one for Athro and the other for me. It is time that Athro put his collar to use.
* Assassin watches quietly
* ka`rissa slender fingers toy with the chill to her sleek neck as she looks to Master Athro smile, then turns back to Master Bayan as fingers smooth over crimson silks
* Athro takes ka`rissa 's hand .. rise, anwylyd
* Bayan`SilverMane reaches into the cupboard and removes a collar, an exact match to mine, but without the Urth warrior's distinguished service cross as a clasp.
* ka`rissa takes Master Athro hand, dark ebony gaze raises to the gray blue of his, slender fingers tremble as she rises to full petite height and tilts her chin back to look to him, heavy raven mane spills down dainty back to kiss the round of her cheeks
<Bayan`SilverMane> It is said, once this collar is formed around a kajira's neck, that no one, save the man who placed it there can ever remove it. Take your collar Brother and with it, take a woman I know will make you the happiest man on all Gor.
* Athro smiles and takes the collar.. I thank you, BrotherMine *looks at the collar, then turns to ka`rissa with a soft smile*
* ka`rissa trembles as she holds tightly to Master Athro, her eyes look to Master Bayan as she feels her heart pound in full breast, eyes turn back to Master Athro as she listen quietly
<Athro> ka`rissa, girl.. is there something you wish to say at this point? *collar in my hand, shining on the personal clasp of the druid's dog*
<ka`rissa> more of motion with your permission Master
* Athro nods... very well, anwylyd *smiles tenderly*
* ka`rissa moves through the Fortress to the beautiful tones of a cacophony of bells, dark fiery eyes turn hearing the ancient words from the scrolls spoken to her mind, �For a man of earth, you might never be a woman, for a man of Gor, I assure you, my dear, sooner or later you will be� Tribesman of Gor~
* ka`rissa gliding through the room as if floating on air moonlight shines as a backdrop, slender arms weave through lustrous black cascade of silken hair, voices echo through her mind, sculptured hips slowly sway, lissome back arches, full breast thrust forward hard pebbled nipples strain as her heart beats in her ears, dark sensual eyes glaze over fending off the feeling of being watched~