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The Breaking and the Making of a Pyromancer; The History of Talanis Richelon - Talan's Ancestor
Topic Started: Oct 16 2014, 02:47 PM (1,314 Views)
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He had been walking the marketplace in Kentaru with Sita, Goldeneyes and Bull, free of the Annexe able to wander and look without free of punishment. The sights had been wondrous, and then Bull had said he wanted to show him something down one of the side streets. Alarm bells should have rung in his mind, but he trusted Bull he was one of them, a brother of the Arena. Sita and Goldeneyes were occupied looking at a market stall, he had turned down a side road and it happened, something sharp caught him in the side, piercing his shirt, another in his neck. His hands scrabbled to pull then free, but the worlde was starting to turn dark about him and his legs failed to hold him up. He went to call for help, but he felt Bull's hand smother his mouth, he struck out, someone swore.....he heard Sita scream.....a flash of gold.....then nothing.

When he did wake again it was to a swaying motion, ship he thought, he was in a cage, made of metal, his neck felt heavy as did his wrists, he was manacled and collared in Iron no doubt in an attempt to suppress his fire, fools...didn't they know he could push through Iron now. He did that back at the arena some time ago, he had been training to use his Pyromancy under Iron Claw's guidance and he was getting good at it. Something was wrong though apart from the pounding head ache....he no longer felt the heat that normally coursed in his veins.....he could not feel his fire, his breathing quickened, this was not right...no drug could do this to him.

A figure melted out of the darkness of the hold and sat on a stool not too far from where the cage was bolted.

The man was heavily built, blonde hair, cold grey eyes, his voice was equally as cold and hard.

"So you are awake Blaze.....thought I might have given you too much....Madrow was not precise about the dose of sleeping drug....I have gone to much trouble to procure you Pyromancer."

The fighter Blaze, who was also known as Talanis, regarded the man and then looked away.

"I don't know you!"

The man smiled then, there was no warmth in that smile, but he seemed genuinely please that Blaze did not know him.

"My Name is Lucion...I am Cathiss' half brother....you know Cathiss don't you slave....because you belong to him, out of all of them there all he wanted was you. You are a handsome thing to be sure, but Cat has it really bad for you, gave up everything, didn't care about the others, not even Goldeneyes...all he wanted was you!"

Blaze was silent, he knew why Cathiss wanted him so badly, a side effect of his own power had driven the Slave Owner to the darkest of his nature, the desire to possess, to break, and the thing he wanted to do that to.....was Blaze.

"Now me Slave." Lucion continued.

"I have no desire for your body or your soul....I want to tame your fire to serve us....you will not find me as easy a target as Cathiss...I believe in punishment if you defy my command....I will torture you....I will drug you....I will make your life a living Underworlde until you obey me without question....you will do as I order you Blaze."

He grinned as he stood up.

"If you are wondering why you cannot summon your fire....another little concoction of Madrow's.....he found the thing to suppress a Pyromancer, and I will use it until you are broken to my will. Madrow taught me how much to dose you....it will be dangerous....might even kill you if you hold out, but you won't...you will be my fighter....Cathiss' plaything...you will be all we want until the day you die!"
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Six months past after the ship arrived at Aerie.

Blaze had fought them every step of the way and had been beaten down every same step too. Lucion had been true to his word, any defiance brought punishment, a flogging, starvation, locked in the dark for days at a time. His treatment at the hands of Cathiss was no less cruel than at the hands of his half brother. The first time Cathiss took his pleasure he was held down, along with the second and the third....he soon learned that fighting Cathiss did him no favours.

He sat alone and cold and hungry in his cell in the cellar of the House in Aerie, he was not given any blanket, nor was he given clothes. His body was bruised and welted, his deep green eyes fixed on a point in the corner of the cell unwavering. He knew it was time for Lucion to come and sit outside, he did every day when the sun set, he heard footsteps, today was no different.

The larger man seated himself comfortably outside and gazed upon his charge.

"Do you actually know how you came to be here Blaze?" He asked the Pyromancer softly....in his hand he held a roll of paper.

When he was met with a wall of silence, he unrolled the scroll and held it up.

"Iron Claw knew he would not be able to deal with you.....he sold you to us.....for six months worth of food and supplies. This is the contract between us. Oh Sita and Goldeneyes didn't know....Bull did.....Iron Claw felt the less of your brethren that knew the better...less complications. He sold you to Cathiss for food and clothing.....you thought he cared for you....poor Blaze."

The scroll was a forgery...a good one....Lucion knew that, but to the beaten, cold and hungry man in the cell it would be real enough. It prompted a response at least. He had waited to play this card, waited till Blaze was low and needed someone to blame for his predicament.

"You're lying!" Blaze hissed. "He wouldn't do that!"

Lucion smiled patronisingly.

"Oh but he did Blaze....he met me in secret, he had fears that you were uncontrollable.....you almost set the place on fire did you not? What home would that rabble have had if you burned the place down.....you are dangerous and Iron Claw saw it plainly...he could not wait to be rid of you...why else was it suddenly so easy for you and the others to go outside?"

He could see the tears burning in the slave's eyes, the shaking of his whole frame in the sudden knowledge of his betrayal, fake betrayal, but he didn't need to know that.

"Shhhh now!" Lucion crooned.

"Work with me Blaze....we will show them all what you can do.....work with me.....do what Cathiss asks without fight or complaint, who knows you may come to enjoy your time with him, I know he would reward you richly if you were more co-operative."

He pulled a loaf of soft fragrant bread from a sack on the floor.

"Food Blaze....you are hungry, you have not been fed in days.....I am not your enemy, I can help you, all you have to do is say you will serve me....all you have to do is call me Master."

Those green eyes slowly turned to face the man with the bread.

"Go to the Underworlde I will never call you Master!" Came the hissed response.

Lucion merely smiled calmly and put the bread away.

"Very well....I will return in a day or so....we will see then if your attitude has changed at all!"

He pushed a pan of water through the slot, he had poured it earlier and dosed it liberally with the drug that Madrow had prepared. It would weaken the Pyromancer further, start to play tricks with his mind....it had been six weeks since the last dose, this one was double.

"Drink up...don't want you dying on me now!"

He turned and left, but not before hearing the slave pull the pan towards him and drink thirstily from it.
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One month on.....

He felt so weak....so tired....hungry....every fibre of his being ached, his head hurt, and it was all Iron Claw's fault.

This slavery was worse than it had initially been at the Annexe, he had been strong there, he took the whippings, he took the tattoos, he had saved Goldeneyes life with his fire and how had he been repaid for his loyalty, he had been given over to Cathiss. The Wolvian had stood up so nobly and spoke of freedom, yet sold one of his own on in a heart beat for blankets and bushels of food. The thought of Goldeneyes was the one thing that kept him going, in his mind's eyes he saw a flash of golden hair, the deepness of those golden eyes, his touch, his kiss...but even those memories were slowly being erased and replaced by Cathiss. In his mind now all he remembered was the whispered words of lust, the harsh fingers, dark cruel eyes.

Then there was Lucion, who came night after night and sat patiently, reminding him of his betrayal at Iron Claw's command.

Tonight the man sat outside the cell and he dined there, a table had been bought down, Blaze could smell roast chicken, gravy, fresh bread....there was a bowl of crisp green and red apples, he could smell them.

"You were with Cathiss today Blaze.....he tells me your usual defiance was less....you submitted to him. He was greatly pleased by this....perhaps you are learning to accept your fate hmmmm?"

"He thinks he even heard soft whimpers of pleasure from you.....is that true?"

Blaze stared at the wall, it had been true, he just did not have the strength to resist Cathiss, he had allowed it all to happen and for a moment, the most fleeting of moments he had felt pleasure.

"Now all we need is for you to submit to me.....I am not even asking for your body....I want the warrior in you....the warrior that want vengeance on those that betrayed him. Think how pleased Cat would be if you punished them all in his name....I can train you to do that Blaze.....I wager Goldeneyes already has a new lover, probably more than one.....what do you think, you will have been forgotten in pursuit of a new pleasure...he was always so free with his favour!"

Lucion watched as the slave's fist clenched and unclenched.

"I can make this all stop Blaze.....I can even deter Cathiss from using you....but only if you submit and call me Master. I can make the pain stop....I can feed you....I can clothe you....I can keep you well...and I can give you the means for revenge....Just say it Blaze....or should I call you Talanis.....?"

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Three weeks later.....

Luc sat and looked at his charge, he had dosed him again in his water, but kept food to a minimum. He knew it was the only way to break him down, the Pyromancer was stubborn, but he was starting to respond. Cathiss said there had been a marked improvement in his temperament in his chamber, he was accepting of what was being done...and Luc knew he was close too....

"Hello Talanis." He said softly, not sitting on a chair now, but down on the floor opposite the slave on the other side of the bars.

"You are looking very thin....I bet you are very hungry aren't you...did you know it is Cathiss that demands you are not fed, he likes you weak, unable to offer resistance to him. I have counselled against it....but he is the Lord here!"

Slowly he pulled a small poppyseed cake from a pouch at his side, it smelled fragrant and rich, it was still warm, the smell filled the cellar. He broke off the smallest piece and popped it in his mouth.

"Mmm....tastes very good.....do you want some Tal.....do you want some of this tasty delicious cake?"

The green eyes that regarded him were not so vibrant now.....more like muddy pond water, he looked so very pale. The finely muscled body was skin and bone, bruises and welts.

"I think it is time Talanis...time for you to have better quarters, a warm bath, clothes and food....all you have to do is ask me....ask me like I want you to."

The slave once known as Blaze, a name that Wolvian gave him, nodded briefly....tears filling his eyes, his voice was ragged and weary. What was he holding out for...no-one was coming, Luc had shown him the evidence...the contract. Goldeneyes had not searched for him, he was alone and he had to make a choice.

"I want the cake Master.....I am hungry....please let me have the cake."

Luc smiled, so benevolently for him, he opened the cell and kneeled before the slave, stroking his hair gently.

"See...it wasn't hard was it....here...eat." He held the cake out on the flat of his palm and like a starved animal Talanis ate it from his hand.

Luc continued to stroke his hair softly, speaking to him, offering him reward.

"Come.....follow me obediently and I can get you a bath....would you like that Talan....a nice warm bath, and a soft tunic to wear and a pallet to sleep on...we need to be careful with the food, you have not eaten properly in some time....perhaps a broth. What do you say Talanis? What do you say to me?"

The slave slowly and painfully found his feet as Luc rose and his eyes remained fixed on his.

"Please Master.....make me well.....let me punish your enemies.....let me feel warm again!"
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Luc watched as Talan sat in the large wooden tub full of warm water, he looked pathetic at the moment, like a beaten dog....but that would change, with some good food and exercise.

He reached for the sponge and leaned to gently wipe Talan's back, washing away the dirt and the blood.

"Doesn't that feel good, see how good things can be Talanis, how reasonable I can be."

He reached for the jug and filled it, tipping the hot water over Talan's dirty hair and then soaping it, all the time the Pyromancer sat still, meek and silent. Luc rinsed it and the gently wiped Talan's face, he would be the saviour here, the slave would kneel to him in grateful obedience.

"There now....all clean....let's get you dry and clothed."

He carefully patted Talan down with a soft towel and then slipped a kneel length tunic onto him.

"What do you say Talanis?"

The young man lowered his gaze and spoke very softly very deferentially.

"Thank you Master Luc....I am grateful for your attention." came the ragged response.

Lucion beamed and gestured for Talan to follow him, there was a empty room in the cellar with a sturdy metal door, in it Luc had placed a pallet with a pillow and a blanket, there were no windows of course, the room was tiny. He led Talan within.

"I keep my promises do I not...a bath and a bed...and a bowl of broth is on its way....do not gulp it though Tal...slowly and gently...do not make yourself sick."

He turned and lightly stroked the pale handsome cheek and the slave at his side.

"Show me how much you appreciate what I have done Talan."

The slave kneeled obediently and kissed the back of Lucion's hand.

"I am grateful Master....you keep your word.....you are honourable."

Luc gestured for him to stand.

"When you are well...we will spar and I will see how far you have come.....I can make you warm with your fire again....and together we will wield it, true warriors of the cause Talanis.....you can take your revenge....I can take mine."

He smiled.

"You will be like the Phoenix tattooed on your back....you will be reborn Talanis ...and you will serve me!"
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Two months on.

Lucion stood in the sunny courtyard wearing some training armour, across from him stood Talanis, he was looking somewhat better, less pale. He had gained some weight and lost the gauntness in his face. There was some growth about his cheeks and chin, stubble, the starts of a short beard. Lucion preferred it, made him look harder than he actually was. Talanis wore training armour too, in his hand he held a Katana, waiting for the order to begin. He had been training with Master Luc in the courtyard for over a month now, his master was patient, pleased that he did have some skill with the blade and they were working to enhance it.

"You are still slow to attack Talan...Cat tells me you were the same in the arena, do you not like to attack....do you not want to be able to attack when you take your revenge on that overgrown dog who sold you off like a prize cow or perhaps more like a dangerous rabid animal he was losing control of?"

He saw a glimmer of anger in the younger man's face and he saw Talan's hand clench around the hilt of the Katana.

"Good Tal....use that anger you feel....I wager Goldeneyes moans his pleasure in the arms of another, you are forgotten, a distant memory not worth remembering as he did not bed you properly did he.....probably considered you beneath him....elves can be like that you know....You were probably a passing fancy...his bit of Uman rough for lack of anything else!"

Talan gave a growl and moved into position to attack, despite his incarceration his movement was fluid enough, Luc had slowly reduced the drug, not by much, but enough to allow him to feel a spark....to give him back some drive.

Lucion worked to block him, the young man had skill, it was there, imagine when it was channelled with the Pyromancy...what a killer he would make.

"Excellent....do you remember how you felt the first time Cathiss had you held down....the fear, the anger, the disgust.....use it Talanis...channel it...one day we will make them pay....the dog, the elf, the pleasure slaves....even Cathiss....!"

They moved in a vicious ballet across the courtyard, and from an upper window they were watched. Cathiss frowned, Lucion had said Blaze was sick, that he could not be bought to him, yet here he was sparring with him in the courtyard below. Of course he could not hear the words between the pair, the window was closed. He resolved to speak to Lucion of it.....after all Blaze belonged to him!
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Later that day

Cathiss sat back in his chair in his study as Luc entered, he watched as his half brother crossed the room the bow curtly in front of him.

"You sent for me My Lord." He said equally as curtly.

Cathiss' fingers traced the line of a scar that ran the length of his face, it had not been an overly deep wound, but one that scarred him nonetheless. It had been the Pleasure Slave Sita that had delivered the wound, when she and Goldeneyes had discovered that Blaze was not going to be meeting them where agreed. He remembered it, standing on the dock, paying off Bull, Blaze was lowered into the waiting row boat that would take them to his ship moored just outside the docks. The girl had come at him like a whirlwind with a dagger in her hand, she had been learning to fight and her skill was considerable. She had screamed like a banshee as he defended himself, blaming him for the death of some sibling. She caught him a lucky blow across the cheek and he had backhanded the slave hard to see her fall against some crates, giving him the opportunity to join Luc in the row boat. He had seen Goldeneyes like a furious golden god taking on Bull, not caring if he was struck by whatever weapon the smaller broad man carried. Finally Bull's head had parted company with his shoulders and from across the harbour he saw the man's headless corpse tumble into the water, just as Goldeneyes staggered and hit the cobbles of the jetty.

He shook his head and glanced up to Luc again.

"You told me Blaze was sick....yet I saw you sparring with him the Courtyard, he did not look so sick to me, quite the opposite!"

Luc's face betrayed nothing, he coolly regarded his half brother.

"He has been ill....he needed some air and exercise....but not the sort you offer, How many more times can you bed him brother...aren't you bored of him yet?"

Cathiss rose and slammed his fists down on his desk.

"YOU PRESUME TOO MUCH YOU ILLEGITIMATE SON OF TAVERN SLATTERN!" He roared, coming about the desk to stand in front of Lucion.

"Do you forget that you are here through my generosity? You would have nothing but for my family and without that you would be wallowing in Kentaru's gutters!" Came the hissed anger in his face.

"Blaze is mine....do you understand that....mine....not yours...not Prince Aigiris'....mine!"

He leaned back against the edge of the desk.

"If I choose to take him to my chambers all day...every day....then I will do so....you will not interfere again....do you understand Luc?"

He calmed a little and smiled.

"But...to keep him in shape you may spend an hour a day with him....exercise him if that is what interests you.....but remember he does not belong to you!"

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Luc had stormed back to the cellar after his meeting with Cathiss, he had two bottles of ale in his hand. He unlocked Talanis door and entered, thrusting a bottle at the startled slave.

"Drink with me Talan.....I have no friends here thanks to Cathiss.....who has just overstepped the mark with me!" He growled, taking a swig of his ale.

Tentatively Talan took the bottle and sipped, normal ale, so he took a little more.

"Thank you Master Luc." He said tilting his head in gratitude.

"He likes to remind me that I am bastard at every turn except when he wants something.....like you for instance, then I am good enough for him!" Lucion hissed.

"I have had enough of him and his demands....when the time is right Talanis we kill him and take the lot, I will be the Lord, you will be my right hand and together we will take everything back and start again."

Talan kept quiet during this tirade, it was obvious that Master Luc did not want his opinion but to rage and plan, he sipped more of his ale, and listened.

"He thinks you belong to him....but we know the truth don't we Talanis, It was I that gave you your name back, I that gave you a bed and clothing and food.....I do not abuse you or force you to my bed...whom do you serve Talanis....me or the man that rapes you?"

Talan set down the bottle and kneeled before Luc, kissing the back of his hand.

"You Master....you who treats me well, who has given me back my dignity....I will do whatever you command!"

There was a flash of gold through the Pyromancer eyes, brought on by the heightened emotion...the fire had truly sparked again.

Luc was oblivious in his anger at Cathiss.

He leaned forward and kissed Talan's mouth lustily and embraced him, it was an act of desire and of comradeship, there was no more to it...no further interaction.

"You serve me Talanis.....you are my killer, and soon we will kill!"

Talan accepted the kiss and the embrace, but his mind was on other things, darker things.

"Yes.....I will kill....yes...I will burn.....and all will fall before me....even you Master!" He thought to himself.
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Talan rested in his tiny room on the pallet after Luc had left, he felt warm again, properly warm and the talk of killing and murder had aroused him mentally. It was odd to desire the chance to kill, to burn people, he had been trained against it in the Annexe unless it was absolutely necessary. Here though he was going to be given free rein to do what he liked, as long as it was commanded by Luc....starting with Cathiss. He would slowly burn the man who had raped him....it would be excruiating and torture...and he would revel in his screams.

His fire was steadily starting to overwhelm the drugs that Luc had been giving him, Slowly burning away their influence.

He would hold back from killing Luc....for now....after all he had given him some semblance of a life back, he had given him ale and allowed him to fight again.

Then there was Iron Claw....one day he would confront the Wolvian and he would turn him to ash on the breeze. His betrayal had hurt the most....he had trusted the Commander and he had sold him out.

Goldeneyes, he would be punished for his infidelity....Master Luc said he likely was bedding all and sundry in his absence....that his love had been false....looking on Talanis a bit of Uman Rough, as Luc put it.
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One Month Later....

Cathiss had sent for Blaze, his desire for him ever increasing, bordering obsessional.

Today was no different, he had sent word to Luc to prepare Blaze and have him bought to his chambers, today he had a carafe of the finest wine on the table, chocolate imported from the most exotic of destinations. He knew that Blaze favoured peaches, so he had them sliced and bought and laid upon a silver platter. When the slave arrived, Cathiss embraced him and kissed his mouth in the ususal greeting, he frowned slightly as Blaze felt a little warmer than usual.

He held him back away from himself.

"Do you still sicken my love....Luc said you had been ill a few weeks past."

The now well filled out Talan merely smiled.

"No Master Cathiss.....I do not sicken.....I am quite myself. His gaze went to the peaches, wine and chocolate."

"What is this?"

Cathiss smilled and touched the stubbled cheek of the man he believed to be his ardent lover.

"A surprise for you....I have missed your presence here....I always miss you when you are not with me!"

Talan strode past the man and to the table and poured himself a goblet of wine and reached for a slice of peach.

Cathiss frowned, Blaze never took anything with out first kneeling and asking for permission, today he seemed bolder, more sure.

"Come.....join me....." Cathiss reclined to his bed.

Talan watched him, inside he loathed this vile man, this rapist, this slave monger.

"In time My Lord.....do you want the time over so quickly?" Talan mused, delighting in seeing the confusion etched on Cathiss' face.

"Today I think I will be the one to take charge!"

The Pyromancer slugged back the wine and moved almost like a predator towards his so called master.

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Later that night.....

Cathiss called Luc to his study later that night after he shakily dismissed Blaze back to his cell. Luc strode in with a semi amused look on his face which did nothing to improve Cathiss' state of mind.

"What have you done to him?" He hissed.

"How can he turn from a gentle and attentive lover to a cold predator in a month!"

The man stormed to his brother's side and wrench down his robe to reveal deep scratches the length of his back, and bruises.

"I could barely contain him!"

Luc examined the marks with pretend shock, all the while hiding his glee that Talan had turned so vicious with his half brother.

"Perhaps you should not take him to you.....if he is more than you can deal with....I mean I have never have seen you with a slave you cannot handle, perhaps you have let your emotions overtake you." He proposed.

"Leave him to me....I am sure more intensive sparring will work out his angst and make him less....of a burden to you!"

The backhand across Luc's face sounded like a thunderclap through the silent room.

"Do you seek to take him for yourself?" Growled Cathiss.

"Do you try to turn him against me because he is mine and not yours...because nothing is truly yours!"

Luc slowly rubbed his cheek.

"I'll let that one go Cat....but don't ever strike me again....gone are the days when you were Lord and Master of all you surveyed.....times are changing!"

With that he turned and stalked from the study in silent fury.
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This time Luc took a bottle of expensive wine down to the cellar and he opened Talan's door and grinned to the Pyromancer.

"It seems you have upset Cathiss." He mused.

Talan looked up from where he sat, a flicker of gold coursing across his eyes, Luc noticed it but said nothing, all he did was make a note that he needed to dose Talan again, he could not have him getting out of control.

"Oh....did I?" The slave said with a secret smile of his own.

"All I did was do to him what he does to me. Obviously he does not find it as pleasurable when the tables are turned. Strangely he did not call out for a guard or for you to stop me though!"

Luc poured a glass of wine and handed it to Talan.

"Likely did not want to be seen so compromised." Sneered Luc.

Talan took a sip of the wine, he had acquired a taste for it since being here.

"It seems to have pleased you greatly Master Luc." He mused.

Lucion clapped him on the back.

"Seeing him taken down a peg or two will always please me Talan....so it starts....our bid to take all he has. Perhaps we should sell him into slavery when we are done?"

Talan's eyes took a cooler glow then at the mention of letting Cathiss live.

"You said I could kill him!"

Luc stroked the Pyro's cheek gently.

"Aye...I did.....and I keep all my promises....do I not Talanis?"

Talanis smiled and took another sip of his wine.

"Yes...yes you do." He said softly.
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Two weeks on.....

Talanis was sparring with Luc in the courtyard, and he knew he was getting the better of the larger man, even though he was holding himself back and not wielding the Katana with the full skill he was capable of now. Cathiss had not called for him in all that time, obviously their last tryst had disconcerted him and he was no longer as interested in his slave as he had previously been...not sexually anyway.

Talanis knew he was being watched though from one of the vaulted windows up above them, it was almost a sense he had. He knew Cathiss was deadly jealous that Luc seemed to have some supposed sway with him and he knew that the once Lord of the Annex did not like to share.

The bout came to an end and Luc had slapped him on the back and praised his skill with a blade, offering him a flagon of ale. Talan knew it had been drugged, he knew that when he took a swig, but it did not bother him overly, now he was feeling his heat....he knew the fire would burn it off in short order. He was playing along now in his compliance...his mind was filled with death and destruction. First Cathiss....possibly Luc next,,,then the house...then Aerie....he would take a ship and return to Kentaru....all of those that betrayed him there would burn and be ash....followed by Kentaru itself. He would unleash the Underworlde on them all.....none would be able to stop him.

He and Luc had been testing out his skill with the fire, Talan even held that back to give the illusion that he was not as strong as he was. He had reduced arrows to powdered ash in mid flight, set targets alight all to Luc's delight.
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One month on....

Cathiss paced about in his large dining room, his anger increasing by the moment, he was too concerned to have Blaze bought to his chamber after last time, the few hours had been painful and undignified for him. Blaze had used him in the manner one might a slave and it had been humiliating and he felt so angry at being taken advantage of by Blaze in that manner. He was sure Luc had put him up to it....the pair were never out of sight of one another. Was Luc trying to steal what rightfully belonged to his Half brother?

He decided what Blaze needed was a good lashing to teach him his place....that would settle him down.

He called Luc to his presence, his half brother sauntered in and his brow raised at the sight of the whip.

"Tie Blaze up in the courtyard.....he needs to learn he is not equal to a master and nor are you....it is your fault he receives this whipping....let him blame you for it!"

Luc took a sharp breath.

"Do you really think he is going to submit meekly to a flogging by you? The drugs are starting to fail Cathiss... I think they are failing and driving him insane!"

He slammed his fist on the table.

"But as much as I want to put a cross bolt through his heart and put the dangerous beast down I cannot.....he is Talanis and I need him!"

Cathiss' face grew dark with anger.

"You need? He is mine...I paid for him....I bought him to me....he belongs to me...I broke him.....I tamed him.....I was his first....how dare you demand him from me!"

Luc glared at his half brother.

"You might have forced yourself on him....but he submits to me freely....he trusts me!"
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Two days later.....

Lucion had not done as Cathiss commanded and none of the guards would go near the slave, they had seen what he could do with the fire in the courtyard.
Talanis was in his cell, Lucion didn't even bother to lock the door anymore, he had said that Talan could roam the cellar if he liked as long as he did not go above and antagonise Cathiss.

Later that day he came with two bottles and a platter of what Talan knew immediately were peaches, this in itself was odd, Luc never bought him peaches, wine, beer....but never peaches.

The man set the platter down near the pallet and popped the cork on the wine and poured two glasses and handed one to Talanis.

"Talanis....haven't I always treated you with respect....I have barely ever whipped you since your initial stay here, I make sure you are provided for...do I not?"

Talan mused over the question as he sipped his wine, finally answering.

"You have been better than Cathiss....yes....Master Luc."

Luc kneeled down to grasp Talan's face between his cupped hands and he lightly kissed his lips.

"I want you to love me.....love me like you do not love him!" He whispered.

"I will share everything with you.....the houses....the wealth.....the jewels....you will rule at my side." He whispered.
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