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Erorn Swiftblade

"I will rip your eyes out if you cross me."

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a character in “Veritas Isle”, as played by SugarNspikeS

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Name: Erorn Swiftblade

Age: 26

Race: Elf

Gender: Male

Occupation: Royal Guard/ Elven Knight

Appearance: Erorn has a pale complexion, accented by average length,fire-red hair. He has blue eyes and in spite of his muscular physique, he's still rather small. He's only about 5'3" and 125 lbs. He hides this under his armor most of the time, as it makes him look larger than he really is. When not in his armor, he likes to wear fashionable clothes.

Personality: Often picked on as a child for being smaller than the other kids, Erorn developed a fiery temper. He tends to be quick to act and slow to think. He's impulsive, but also highly driven to be the best he can be both in fighting and on a moral level.

Background:The fact that he was picked on so much as a child only strengthened his determination to be strong. By the time he was 16 his temper got him forced into the royal army and he quickly worked his through the ranks. However, the other men in the army were just as merciless as the kids he grew up with. As such, he was often left out of important missions or the target of bad pranks and practical jokes. He still doesn't let this get to him as he knows that he wouldn't have gotten into the royal army if he were weak. Soon he was promoted to the Royal Guard specifically tasked with the safety of the royal family.


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So begins...

Erorn Swiftblade's Story

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Marcus nibbled Erorn's shoulder. "I don't know how to show him I have changed. Plus I was going to used the information and hire some girl... or guy to make him cheat. Or doubt Atlas enough to come back to me." He smirked, "You have no idea the things I did to him. I played on his feelings. I made him seem like all he was was a dirty secret. He had no idea I actually loved him with all of my heart. I only acted that way because I wanted him to hate me enough he wouldn't want to be with me. I am a prince and people will come for me and those I love. I didn't want Elwin to be caught up in that. I threw myself in my work so that I wouldn't go back to him. I left shattered... and now some man is putting him back and it isn't me."

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Erorn felt his heart sink a little when he heard the words "dirty secret". That's what he was. I'm okay with that damnit. I want him to be happy.
Erorn looked up at him, this was killing Marcus, despite the smirk he was hiding behind. "But what about Elwin's feelings? How do you think he's going to react to all of this, I mean I won't tell him, but they always find out. Do you think he'll be able to look past you setting up Atlas, or playing around with some little pet while he's gone? And take into consideration that now you'll be married and the risk to him will be greater if he's with you. Again, I don't presume to know how he'll react, but I can't imagine it will be positive. At least if you're honest with him from the beginning he'll have less to be angry about." He looked up at Marcus' chin as he couldn't see past it from underneath. "I know I've never been in a romantic relationship before, but I know enough about romance to know that a healthy relationship shouldn't be based on secrets and lies. Go to him, tell him the truth, and if he doesn't feel the same way for you, maybe it wasn't meant to be. But could you really live with yourself if his love for you was based on sneaky tricks and lies?" He braced himself for the anger and rage that he expected after making such a comment.

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Marcus pulled him closer, pressed against his chest. "I really hate when you make freaking sense... maybe I should just give up on him." He whispered against his neck before kissing it. He might just do it behind Erorn's back, he really want to know more about this Atlas man. "I like the way your body tenses when I touch you." He whispered.

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Erorn was a little bit confused by the hug, but the whisper against his neck made him melt like butter. "I was expecting a different reaction. Touch me the right way and I'll be like modeling clay in your hands." He couldn't believe he was about to say this. "I don't think you should give up on him just yet, just be honest is all. But enough about that, how about we clarify what exactly being your pet entails?"

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He chuckled. "Maybe...." Marcus was glad that he changed the subject. All this talk about Elwin was starting to get him depressed and angry. He didn't want to take it out on Erorn, who had nothing to do with it. "Pet... well I do whatever I please with you, respectivlly that is." He said, trailing his fingers down his arm.

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Erorn grinned. "Well it seems that I made a good deal then." He nuzzled his head against Marcus' chest. He didn't think he would mind that too much, since he was already squeezing him tightly in a hug. "So what is it that you wish to do with me now?" He asked in a mockingly innocent tone.

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Marcus tensed, he allowed it this time. "I am just going to sit like this till we both die." He said chuckling. "But on a serious note, nothing more than this for right now. You are after all a virgin..." He teased.

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"A situation I'm hoping to remedy before I die." He sneered sarcastically. "But your chest is so comfy I may take you up on that first offer." He chuckled. He jumped off of Marcus' lap and walked around to the other side of the huge bed and plopped down on it, laying on his side with his back toward Marcus. "There are definitely some advantages to this pet thing. This bed is so soft. I might as well take a little nap until you need me."

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Marcus raised an eyebrow. "Sadly, you won't be sleeping with me. I will however have you in the next room." He stood and walked over to the side he was facing and got down to eye level. "I don't want you around those other guards and having their hands on my pet." He said possessively.

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"You're going to HAVE me in the next room, huh?" He laughed. "Promise?" He sat back up and turned to face Marcus. "It's cute how you get possessive. It's not like any of those other guards would want to be putting their hands on me anyway, I wasn't lying when I told you I kicked all their asses. And I'm not exactly the cute type like all the others out there, even if any of them did want me, they'd never think to ask me because I don't really look like the type of guy that likes other guys."

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Marcus frowned when he talked down on himself. He gripped his chin a bit tightly and made him look him in the eye."I don't want you ever talking like that about yourself. You are extremely cute, handsome, adorable, and I would take you right now just to see your facial expressions. But I am a man who likes to take things slow, who tries not to let the hunger take him. Like I said you are a virgin and I want you to... enjoy your first time. Or maybe I just like torturing you." He smirked, letting his chin go and standing.

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Erorn smiled. "Awe, the master cares about his pet. You do have a sweet side after all." He chuckled. He blushed a little bit at the comment about taking him just to see his facial expressions. "Okay, I can take things slow, but you're really sending me mixed messages here. You want to have a pet, then you refuse to play with him." He said giving a fake pout. So I guess I should be going to my room now." He got up knowing that Marcus would probably stop him again. He had to admit he liked it when Marcus picked him up the first time.

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Marcus growled and grabbed his wrist, yanking him back onto the bed. "I don't remember dismissing you." He said, his voice a little rough. He wasn't mad, but he wasn't happy either. Marcus had to remember that he was new to the whole pet thing. He pinned Erorn down, "I tell you when to leave and I tell you when to go, got that?" He said a bit softer than before.

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Erorn smiled and tried not to laugh at Marcus. He was quickly learning that he liked things rough. "Oh, yes your highness. So what would you like me to do? " He smiled up at him, his lips just inches away. It was taking all his restraint to not kiss him, but he remembered the whole touching thing Marcus had. He wasn't able to repress the tiny moan of pleasure that slipped out though.

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Marcus chuckled at the small moan. "Nothing." He whispered as he kissed down his neck, biting in some places. His hands traveled down to his hips. "I will do all the work."


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Marcus licked his lips as he walked to the other side of the room, leaving Erorn there to figure out his thoughts. He was treating Erorn the same way he did Elwin. Though the kid was actually enjoying it, which meant he didn't have feeling for him. Marcus relaxed in a chair that sat with its back to the bed.

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Erorn's head was spinning. "That was... Wow." he managed to get out. "I know I promised not to fall in love with you, and I haven't, but damn I am starting to like you one hell of a lot. I didn't think going slow could make me feel like THAT." He couldn't even sit up at the moment. "But seriously, if you keep doing stuff like that, I'll be your pet for life, I don't care what you make me do."

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Marcus rolled his eyes. He was too eager... he missed the way Elwin had moved back from his touch. How he blushed and seemed... innocent. Erorn was just... so talkative and needy. He was disgusted in himself. "Get dressed. I will show you to your room." He said, no emotion in it.

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Erorn did as he was told. He couldn't get a read on Marcus this time. He walked to the next room as Marcus lead the way. He sat down at the chair in the room. Shit, what'd I do this time? Did I say something? I don't understand this guy, he keeps going from hot to cold so quickly I can't keep up. I must have been too eager or something. I need to reign myself in a little. Figures you let the guy have what he wants, and he suddenly doesn't want it. I bet if I acted like a damn prude I wouldn't be sitting in my own room now.

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They didn't walk far. Erorn room was right next to his. He opened the door and let him walk in. He took a seat. "You are pleased to go and come. Move your stuff in as soon as possible. If you have trouble tell them to take it up with me. You need anything from me, I may or may not be in my room. Since Romilly coming over I will probably be on dates with her.
When Harper gets here you will court her. Understand? She doesn't need to marry someone who will disagree with her seeing Romilly.
Marcus emotionless with his orders. Like a prince talking to a normal guard.

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"I understand, your Highness." he replied as dryly and emotionless as Marcus. "I will do as you ask. I will court the Lady Harper as you instructed when she arrives. And I will go to get my things now, if your Highness is done." He made it clear by his emotionless tone that he wasn't happy anymore, not that Marcus cared.

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He nodded, letting Erorn go and get his things. While that was taking place he walked to Romilly's room. There she was sitting on the small futon reading a book. She looked up at him and smiled. "Hello, Marcus. How may I help you?" Marcus smiled gently and took a seat at her feet. "I just wanted to let you know that when Harper is here... she will have to court someone who works in the castle in order to live here... and that is what we want. So I have someone who I know and trust to court and marry Harper. He isn't interested in her... he is just a toy or prop in all of this so that you can be with her. The hall I am in, and you will be in when we marry, is a private hall. It is only for me, you, and whoever I choose. Right now Erorn, my personal guard, is staying in the room next to me. He will be the one to marry Harper."

She frowned, but nodded in agreement. "I understand what needs to be done. I just hope she will want to. Thank you again for doing this... it means a lot." He smiled and patted her head. She blushed and looked down.

"I want us to be as happy as we can in this situation. I will let you get back to your book. If you need send a servant and I will come as soon as possible." They said their goodbyes and Marcus walked out. He knew Erorn was mad at him, but the kid was just way too damn... excited. Marcus tried to think of a way to make it up to him as he walked back to his hall and into Erorn's room, laying down in his bed and drifting off to sleep.

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Erorn managed to find his way out of the castle and walked into the kingdom. He was pissed. Gods damnit, what right does he have to be upset? This was all his fucking idea to make me his damn pet. He got exactly what he wanted.

As he walked down the streets of the kingdom, he was fuming, he nearly ran into a few people on the street because he wasn't paying attention. He finally got to his small one-room hovel which was smaller than the guest bedroom he'd be staying in. "Fuck, why'd I have to go and open my fucking mouth? Why do I have to be a man of my word? He's sure as hell not being a man of his. He calls this respect? I should call the whole fucking thing off right now and tell his father." He smiled for a minute at the thought of Marcus getting yelled at and disowned by his father. "No, I'm a fucking guard for crying out loud. I'm going to give him exactly what he deserves." He said maniacally as he got his various armors and some of his normal clothes. He also grabbed a few of his favorite books and then left back toward the castle.

Upon arrival back at the castle, one of the other guards tried to hassle him. He explained that he was promoted and then he let Erorn in. He went back to his room, still pissed, only to find Marcus sleeping in the bed. He intentionally dropped all his metal armor on the floor which made a loud clanging racket. When he saw Marcus get startled he did his best to hold back his evil laughter. "Sorry, your Highness, I didn't realize you were in here. I'll leave if you wish to finish your nap."

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Marcus jumped and growled when he sat up and saw Erorn smirking. He knew he deserved it, but it still pissed him off. "You enjoyed your little tantrum, kid? He rubbed his eyes and crawled off the bed. Walking passed him and closing the door. "This is all you have? They not paying you enough? Ugh, going to talk to my father about this. He grabbed some of the the armor and looked down at Erorn, "I'll help you unpack, where would you like this? He asked.

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"I live in a house smaller than this room, yes this is all I brought. It's all I need." He snarled. He didn't even acknowledge the comment about the tantrum. "A prince shouldn't soil his hands with the belongings of a commoner, I'm capable of putting this away myself. After I'm done, was there anything you needed from me, or should I wait in here until I'm needed?"

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Marcus held the armor up in the air. "Just tell me where to put this." He said calmly. He was hurt, Marcus knew that. What was he suppose to say? Sorry? What would that do? "I am sorry, Erorn. Please tell me where to put this? He asked softly.