Chapter 4 Life Goes On Disclaimer
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Borak looked surprised at my control but then demonstrated that he could do the same by making a sword. It was a majestic Elvin sword worthy of any skilled dwarf. I watched in awe and he gilded the handle and added gems of green. He crafted a scabbard for it and gilded that with gold as well. I tried to call up gold as well but couldn't do it. When I looked closer I could see the symbols swirling around as he worked were different then the ones I had used before and stored them in my mind for studying later. When he finished the sword he presented it to me. Although shocked I took it with a bow and vowed to return the favor some day.
I knew that not every magic worker could do what Borak had just done. The combination of spells and the concentration it took to fold the metal correctly was astounding. As I practiced with the sword I marveled at the precision and balance it had. No human, elf, or dwarf could have crafted this saber. These Orcs had a gift but because
of the constant war they were in they never saw it.
That night Borak and I talked for a long time. We learned a lot about each other and much of the background we had come from. He never talked about why he was banished but I understood that he would tell me when he was ready.
End of Chapter 3 Joy and Sorrow
Chapter 4 Life Goes On
The night air blew cold as the moon came into view. Above the trees the stars shown brightly down, winking, as if they were privy to some secret. The pleasant night sounds floated around, making the night
surreal. A small fire burned brightly, casting a circle of light through the darkened woods.
Life was turning out for the better. Not only had I made a handsome sum of money from the skins we had brought to Talcorath, I also had a friend to share the good times with.
Borak was in the middle of a story about his childhood friends and I pulled my attention back, so as not to be rude.
"...running across the fields, pretending that we were the pillaging Orcs of old. Ah, those were fun times. It was before we were of age. See, the Goklak, the elder Orcs, decided that Orclings should begin their training in the Manna Continuum at the age of six. On the night of
their sixth birthday, blood from a small cut on the penis was taken for the creation of their talisman."
"Talisman?" I asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Yes. A small golden disk with a hollow stone in the middle was usually what they looked like. The blood was poured into the stone and
it would change color based on what magic they would be better at. Red for fire magic, dark blue for water, misty for wind, and brown for earth was the most common. Even though someone had a red one they could still use other magic. The rare ones were the green, black, and white. All three meant that the barer was talented with all the nature ones. Black was for demon summoning mainly. Green indicated someone that was talented at charming weapons and controlling nature, while white indicated someone who was good at healing and creating talisman and potions."
While he was going on with his descriptions I pulled out the disk I had taken from our attacker.
"Where did you get that?" Borak asked in surprise.
"I took it from that thing that attacked us. It looks just like what you were talking about, except for the color is gone. It used to be green." I said as I handed it to him.
Borak took it and closed his eyes for a moment. "It was a Korlorc! The man who attacked us was a Korlorc!"
"Korlorc?"
"Yes. They are half human and half Orcish, like your father."
I almost fainted. "Could he have been?"
"Been what?"
"My father? Could I have just killed my father?" Although I didn't like him for what he had done to my mother and me, I still didn't like the idea of having killed him.
"Hold on." Borak again closed his eyes and I held my breath. "No, he wasn't your father. He was only 20 years old."
"Good"
Borak handed me the talisman. "Now you can have one as well."
"Say what?"
"You can use this old talisman and add your blood to it. You may be older than six, but it still works. It not only tells you what your good at, it helps forge the connection to the continuum." Borak said, as he fished through his bag and pulled out the dagger he had made earlier.
The idea both scared me and excited me. Borak would have to be touching my penis while he was awake. I didn't understand why this excited me but I knew that I wanted him to do that.
"Ok, what do you want me to do?"
"Just lie back, I'll do the work." Borak said, gently pushing on my shoulder. I let him push me backwards and held my breath as he slowly undressed me.
I could hear his heart beat quicken and could smell his arousal at this but the most obvious sign was the passion I could see smoldering behind his eyes. As he pulled off my pants and shirt the cold air caused my skin to pimple and my nipples to become hard. I sucked in a breath as he pulled my undergarments slowly down my legs and off my feet.
I heard him mumbling under his breath and realized that he was chanting as he held the dagger against my chest. He slowly slid it down my skin, leaving a blazing trail of heat and cold. My penis instantly became erect and pushed away from my belly. As the tip of the dagger navigated through the hair around my penis, wave after wave of pleasure brought me to the brink of explosion.
I lay there thrashing as Borak's chant got louder and louder, blocking out the sound from the fire and then from everything else. I closed my eyes and focused on the chant, willing myself to hear and understand.
It wasn't Orcish that he was chanting. It was some other language. It spoke to my soul without me concentrating on what it said. I could feel it searching my existence for the traces of magic that defined me. As I wondered about this I was brought reality back with a snap.
Borak was no longer chanting. The spell was done and the pleasure racked my body, causing me to lose control. As I exploded, Borak brought the dagger down and made a small cut along the shaft, right under the head. As I dribbled my last shot he pulled my penis toward my stomach so the head was pointing toward me. As a small drip of blood gathered on the tip, he placed the talisman under it.
I watched, enthralled, as the blood gathered and finally dropped into the stone. Borak quickly brought it up to my face and we watched together as the stone closed around the blood.
A soft glow surrounded the disk, but it was the center that reacted the most. At first nothing happened, then, slowly, the blood began to swirl with white. It kept this up until there was no red left. Then the glow around the disk faded and was left with a white stone.
"I don't believe it." Borak said in awe.
"What?" I didn't understand what was so significant.
Borak reached into his shirt and pulled out his. I looked at it and saw a stone as black as the night around us.
"We are matched." Borak said that as if it explained everything.
"Huh?"
"The continuum has matched us. If the caster of the spell turns out to be the opposite of the new one, they are destined to be together forever. They have some destiny that can only be fulfilled together." Borak was excited now and I caught on to his excitement.
"Wait. You're saying that the 'gods' of the Orcs have a destiny for both of us?" I asked, incredulous.
"Yes. It doesn't happen very often, and usually it happens between females and males!" Borak suddenly looked uncomfortable.
I looked into Borak's eyes and slowly said, "So we are destined to be lovers."
I didn't ask it as a question. I simply stated what was obvious to me. I could see him relax a little.
"We will have to take this slowly Borak. You have to understand, I have never even had a steady friend." I was almost pleading with him.
"Tucan wait. You don't understand. Here this will be easier." I felt the barrier that he had put between our minds drop and years of his memories poured through our link. Memories of two guys that were also destined to be together whom also had wives and only studied together.
"I was only implying that we were not destined to be pulled apart any time soon." I could hear what he was saying, but without the barrier I could also hear what he was thinking.
"Borak." I paused. "Borak I need to share something with you." I pulled him closer to me and kissed him as I shared with him our first
coupling. I showed him how we had kissed when I pulled his mind into
mine. Then I showed him how I had enjoyed it. I also shared how it
confused me and how scared I was.
When I stopped concentrating on getting the information across the link, I opened my eyes to see Borak crying. He looked at me and pulled me in for another kiss. I had never kissed while conscious before and reveled in the feeling of it.
Borak's mouth was soft, and smooth. We explored each other's mouths and I followed his teeth around his mouth, feeling every part that I could reach. His saliva tasted pleasant, though the green color tried to convince me otherwise. We slowly broke the kiss and Borak lifted me over to the makeshift bed.
Borak had the advantage in that I was already naked. I rolled us over so I was on top and began removing his shirt. His hands roamed across my body, touching spots that sent shivers through my form.
When I finished removing his shirt I ran my hands across his chest, getting a good look at it for the first time. It looked much like mine except was a darker green. His skin was smooth and slick. Not oily but, like his mouth, almost slimy.
I slid down and slowly lowered his pants. His penis bounded free, almost slapping me in the face. It was dripping a green liquid onto his stomach. I slid the pants the rest of the way off, taking his shoes and all. Then I hunched over and slid like a snake up his body, pausing only for a moment to admire his penis. When I got to his face I kissed him again then quickly rolled us over again so he was on top.
"I'm new to this Borak. Lead me"
That was all he needed to launch into action. His hands began roaming again and I took his lead to do the same. His body ground into mine as I slid my hands down his back and over his butt. Everywhere my hands went was smooth, well developed muscle. Not a hair on his body except for his head, armpits and crotch.
Borak suddenly rolled, switching our places again. He looked up at me and said, "I have already had the pleasure of taking you. Please,
take me, all of me, I'm yours."
To say I was surprised would be an understatement but as he pulled his legs up to expose his hole, I became very aroused. I looked down and found that, like everything else on Borak's body, his hole was slimy, but more so then other parts.
I placed my penis head on his hole and watched his hole twitch. I looked up into his eyes and saw desire as he nodded for me to continue. I slowly leaned forward, putting pressure on my penis and his hole. The feeling was indescribable. My penis pushed through the muscle ring and was greeted by warmth so great I almost exploded.
Coming somewhat back to reality I felt Borak's pain from the other end of the link. I channeled my pleasure through to help him and just sat there waiting for his pain to subside.
When I could no longer feel his pain I pushed farther in. It wasn't long until I meet some resistance. I glanced up from our joining with a question in my eyes.
"It's normal." Borak said through clenched teeth.
I tried pushing some more but felt a sharp jab of pain and stopped.
I could still feel the build up of pleasure and began thinking of
something else to help hold me together.
Borak moaned as the steady pressure finally pushed through the second ring of muscle. My penis plunged home and I found myself floundering in the pleasure, even though I was sharing over half of it with Borak.
I felt something sliding down my chest and stomach and looked down to find Borak grinning at me with his penis pointed at me with green liquid dripping down his penis and my chest. I leaned forward, pushing my penis in further, and slimed up his chest while giving him a kiss.
"Enough!" Borak said pulling his face from mine. "Fuck me Tucan. Fuck me."
It was as if someone had lit a fire under me. I exploded with motion as I pulled back and plunged in again. This wasn't something that needed to be taught. I understood what to do. The pleasure became way too much and before I could give more to Borak we both exploded in a fury of jerks and twitches and a low growl from Borak.
I lay basking in the aftermath and suddenly became aware of the cold again. I rolled off Borak and then right back over him. I leaned down and kissed him as I directed warm water across our bodies, washing away all the evidence.
Borak shivered and joined me in getting ready to enter the bed. We both slid under the skins and I pressed my body against him.
Words seemed inadequate, so I kissed him again and laid my head on his chest. He looped his arm around me and we both fell asleep.
The next morning I awoke before the birds had even begun to sing of the sunrise.
I had to sort out the experiences of the last week, so I again meditated and plunged into my sub-conscious. I had done this sorting of my memories so many times that it had become almost automatic for my brain and I had to just go in to check on the progress.
I first checked on the translating of the magic symbols. As far as my sub-conscious could find the symbols actually stood for spells as a whole. The reason that there were so many symbols for the level one spell was because of the control needed to make nature do something it wasn't meant to do.
Like for the level one fire spell the symbols changed depending on what you were doing with it. If the spell was forming a ball, the symbols were different than if you were allowing it to burn naturally. If it was being kindled out of thin air, the symbols were different than if it was being kindled to burn on wood or other fuel.
The symbols were actually tiny portals made into the manna continuum that connected through the caster. The symbols were more like
"filters", letting out only the magic that would do what that symbol stood for.
This more basic understanding of magic would help me in the long run but right now it was too much for me to understand. I decided to let my
mind keep working and look at everything else.
In the memories area the mind was perfect, doing it just like I wanted it to. When I was just about to leave though, I noticed a networking line arching away toward a small portal that had never been there before. I followed it and upon passing through, saw my mind was networking with everything that Borak was sharing with me.
His mind set up was much different than mine. His knowledge and memories were put in order of when they were learned or when they
happened. This formed a kind a ribbon that wound around the brain much
like the ribbons twirled around the erotic dancers of Talcorath. The
networking lines were forming balls then searching the ribbon for anything that Borak would share that would help me.
I returned through the portal and realized that it wasn't something my mind had made into his. It was something WE had made.
I returned to the physical plane to find Borak still asleep. I lay there, contented to listen to the nature noises, when the falcon arched down from a tree and landed on the blankets. The noise woke Borak who looked from the bird to me, then shrugged.
"Well let's see what he saw." He reached out and took my hand.
Holding out my other hand I pulled Borak with me as the bird jumped onto my hand. The sound of rushing wind instantly filled my ears as our perspective changed to that of the falcon when it had flown over Talcorath. The feeling was incredible. For about thirty minutes Borak and I just enjoyed the feeling of flying. Then, going quickly, we scanned the whole days activities, looking for some sign that Talcorath would try to save Korison.
Other then the counsel, whose head had been so rude to me, it seemed like the city was just going about it's normal business, but the counsel was holed up in it's building for the better part of the day.
"Should we wait another day?" I asked Borak as we shared the view of flying back to the camp.
"I doubt they will do anything. If you wish to do something for your friends in Korison we might have to go to another city." Borak said.
We watched as the bird swooped down and landed on my arm, then I pulled us back out. The falcon looked pleased of himself and I told him to go catch himself some food. Borak and I got up and while I prepared breakfast Borak looked through our bags for the map we had bought in Talcorath.
Over roasted rabbit and some dried deer meat, Borak ant I looked for a city that would be close enough to Korison to help.
"Talcorath and Torksi were in different directions. Torksi was the bigger of the two but we cannot count on the other messengers having made it. The only other city that looks big enough is Leavostra and it is quite a ways away." I commented.
"Hmmm."
I watched as Borak mulled over something. He began sharing things over the link and I was amazed at his plan. He knew a transfiguration spell that he could cast on other things. With a message tied to his foot, my falcon could fly to either Leavostra or Torksi or both and be transfigured into a human to deliver the message. It was possible, mainly because both Leavostra and Torksi were cities that didn't do much magic. The counsel would be a group of normal humans and they wouldn't suspect a sealed message.
We set about getting the message ready then waited for my falcon to return.
"We should go to Leavostra." I said out of the blue.
"Why?"
"Because then we could help with the attack. If they don't decide to help Korison we will be close enough to help the Torksi invasion." I said
"How can you be so sure Torksi will help?" Borak asked.
"Because they know they would be next." I said as I packed my bags. "It would be helpful if we had two falcons. Then we could just go straight to Korison."
As I finished my sentence my falcon swooped down and flapped excitedly in front of us. Understanding through the link that he wanted us to follow him, we got up and quickly ran after him. After about five minutes we saw what had him so excited. A small, female (I could tell but I'm not sure how), falcon was impaled through the wing about ten feet in a tree. I jumped and grabbed onto the lowest branch, swinging up into the tree.
Slowly, so as not to frighten her and have her damage herself worse, I climbed up to where she was. Ever so carefully I broke the branches off and slid her free. She must have been there for a while because she didn't even fight as I tucked her into my shirt and made my way down.
I laid her gently on the ground and Borak bent over her casting a small healing spell. I had told Borak what spell I had used for my falcon and watched as he cast it after the cure. When he was finished the bird jumped up on his hand and I could feel the link complete between all of us. After looking hard I could even see a link between the
two falcons.
Borak was holding both falcons now and was looking intently at the female. "I shall call you Erinlumbule (woods shadow in Elvish) for you were pulled from the shadow of death caused by these woods."
I was in awe. I didn't even think of naming the falcon when I had gotten it but now I knew what it's name would be. Taking the male I said, "And I shall call you Dunaewcoi (lover of bird life in Elvish) for you saved the life of our friend here."
Both birds looked pleased, as they took of together and danced in the air. Borak and I headed back to camp while talking about plans for travel.
"Well Borak, it looks like something wants us to head for Korison. We have work to do, and as they say, life goes on.
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