Re: Donnor and Aasha's Unholy Union

[Aasha]

Donnor and Aasha Tudor. Well and truly his. The words echoed in her mind, somehow she'd forgotten that marrying him would make her a Tudor. She wasn't given time to contemplate how it made her feel as he swept her up into a kiss. Aasha wrapped her arms around his neck, forgetting everyone and everything as she returned the kiss passionately. Keeping her eyes on his, a brilliant smile lights up her face as he carries her away from the altar.

Unable to resist, she gently bites his earlobe as she whispers; Ya knows...if'n ya ends up in the gaols wit'out me...which ain't likely...I'd be breakin' ya outs...nae holdin' yer hand an' visitin' through no bars... Glancing down at the barrel, she grins impishly. Hmm...'round lotsa peoples...or 'lone wit' ya...Is ya really needin' me to be answerin' that?

[Aasha]

Liza sits quietly during the ceremony, trying not to squirm. A knot in the log she was seated on was digging into her in a very uncomfortable spot. She wiggles and tries to pay attention.

The brides choice of dress was certainly eye-catching, but no more so than the groom's attire. Liza leans forward and between Arthur and another man with a bright pink bow on his back she catches sight of... oh my, that couldn't be... could it? She glances over at Wolf, a hand held to her mouth to stifle her giggles.

Regardless of the less then conventional wardrobe of the bride and groom, their wedding vows are sincere and touch Liza. They seemed very much in love. Liza leans against Wolf and tightens her fingers around his, remembering how much in love they themselves had been on their wedding day.

As Donnor carries Aasha away, Liza stops fidgeting and springs to her feet as fast as she can, leaning on her cane. She barely restrains herself from rubbing the sore part of her body that had been fighting with the knot for the past half hour. She turns a brilliant smile on Wolf. Shall we go congratulate the happy couple? she asks, hoping there would be something left in those barrels.

[Aasha]

Arthur laughed as he say the hole in Donnor's pants when he carried aasha over to the whisky barrels. Brother! He called out, making his way to the couple. You should change.. don't think you want aasha to hurt anyone on your wedding day.. He stood behind Donnor, his back turned to him to cover him from the rest of the guests. Congratulations, by the way. You're stuck with him now. And no.. you can't return him. He winked at aasha. He gestured for Lynna and Tasite to come over as well; they should congratulate them as well.

Calling out to the rest of the gathered guests - Let's celebrate this moment! He pointed towards the other barrels of whisky.

[Aasha]

Wolf checked out Liza rubbing her bum, before we check out the barrels come here and i will rub and kiss it better, then we can go congrat the happy couple and get them barrels emptied, grabbing hold of his beautiful wife he sorted her problem taking his time, turning to look at the barrels he took her hand and they made there way over to meet the other guests and get drunk.

[Aasha]

He had been thinking about it for several days. Why not just take a boat to Ireland? Live there for a while, stop by the wedding of his little orphan brat. Three things were keeping him in England. Worcester, good old Worcester. How long had he lived there now? His wolves, his family. Could he just leave like that? The last thing was his old love though, where did she live now? He had not met her in Chester yet. Had she moved? What if she moved to Ireland and he stayed?

He could not decide at all, left the choice to a freaking flower. The flower was not much of a flower after the decision landed though. He wanted so much to go to Ireland, but he had left it to the flower. Staying in Ireland meant no wedding, and he had said he would come. Shrugging he sat down at the desk in his room at the tavern. The chair looked like it would fall apart in seconds, but it somehow managed to carry him. He picked up a piece of paper, a feather and some quill. Now to write something appropriate. He shrugged as he started thinking about Aasha's bum even before he started writing. This is bound to be hard.


Writing the letter did not go very well, he had to get out and buy some more paper, but he finished it a little before bedtime and got hold of someone who could deliver it for him. "Hey you, this is urgent. You need to get a boat to Ireland as soon as possible, follow the ribbons once there. Leave this over to the bride with a nice bum, ok? He gave the man more pounds then necessary and watched him run off. I'll miss her, that's for sure.


[hrp]Dear Aashie,

I'm sorry I could not be there watching you walk up the isle, from behind. It makes me sorrowful thinking I might not see so many of my friends for a great time, but I'm hoping for letters now and then. I would like to wish you a good marriage with Lord Donnor, although I wouldn't mind if you split up and got back to England. There's not much I can say. I've had troubles writing this over and over again, there's just not words for how I would like to move over to Ireland together with the two of you. The short time we spent together have kept me away from the bottles for a while, not sure how that will go now.

So until you split up and get to England again, I'll be looking for someone to share my bottles with. Love,. Love,
Siggie of Bendover Halls.[/hrp]


As soon as the man with the letter had gone out of sight he had paid another man to ship a crate of whiskey bottles of his finest sort over to Ireland, with the same instructions.

[Aasha]

Huffing and puffing as he hurried through the forest, Zogdor had no idea where he was headed really or what he'd find upon arrival. All he had to go by was a roughly doodled map from Sheepy Girl with cryptic messages (most probably something to do with the strange grammatical structures she liked to use) and covered in cranberry stains.

After what seemed like forever, Zogdor suddenly came to a halt, he could see fire ahead and voices carrying through the air. He approached slowly hoping that he wasn't mistaken and had been reading the map upside down.

[Aasha]

Walking over to the Couple and Arthur... Congratulations you two, and I must say this wedding was very different, and I really like it. Like Arthur stated maybe it is time Donnor changed before Aasha lays someone to rest this very night. Giggles...

Calling out to the rest of the gathered guests - Let's celebrate this moment! He pointed towards the other barrels of whisky.

Woot.... Let's get this celebration started.

[Aasha]

Marshy’s feet dug deep in the ground as she hauled her unwilling companion through the forest. She didn’t see why he didn’t want to get out of bed, and come… he’d always liked weddings before! Making sure the red ribbons were still and view, and she was heading in the right direction, she continued to pull, struggle, heave, haul, and all kinds of different words for transport, Boobert down the path.

Tired of dragging the discourteous child, she took a moment to smooth out her dress. As much as she had threatened to wear something horrendously frilly and ruffled pink, Marshy submitted to the predetermined colour scheme of red and black. Her dress had many different layers (One might say ruffles, but if one did, then one would have a very angry Marshy on one’s hands), and was coloured in a flattering light red.

The dragging resumed, and with a strained wave to Zoggerific, Marshy and her heavy friend were in the midst of all the wedding guests. Looking around at some of the less-than-angelic characters (including, but not limited to the evol Timtam), Marshy fleetingly thought that maybe Robby didn’t want to be a Squire of the Knights of the Realms of England in the middle of a den of thieves ...

Nah!

[Aasha]

So many familiar faces he can see. Oro was standing beside his wife, Ghost while they watched the ceremony.
And now it happened, people are congratulating them.
The ceremony was beautiful, together with the couple.
He saw the priestess who gave the ceremony. She looks familiar, Oro thinks.
Perhaps he should go over to the newly wed, but perhaps he should check the booze first.
Oro went to get a drink, and wonders if Wolfie is here. Pulling Ghost with him, while taking few sips of the nice booze.
Ireland, looks nice...

[Aasha]

Ireland is beautiful and wild dear, Ghost replied. A shame about all the troubles.

Looking round she smiled at the turn out. The newly married couple looked happy and she needed to go congratulate them soon.

[Aasha]

On their way to congratulate the couple, Liza and Wolf see some familiar faces. She feels Wolf tug slightly with the arm he had slid around her waist and she gives him an amused smile as they turn towards the barrels.

Ghost! Oro! How nice to see you! she says as she gives Ghost a hug. You look wonderful, marriage must be agreeing with you. She smiles at the couple, glad to see them so happy. How are you enjoying your travels? Wolf and I are just about to start on ours again, and we can't wait.

As they stand chatting, Liza can sense Wolf's impatience to sample the wares. She slips her arm from about his waist and leans slightly on her cane, freeing him to bring them mugs. Make mine a large one, she whispers to him.

[Aasha]

Ghost was glad to see Lizabet and wolfy and hugged Liza.

Our travels have been fun, she started to say. Its so good to see you again.

Turning to Oro she smiled and took his hand.

[Aasha]

After watching the man with the huge pink bow struggling with Aasha to get her to the path towards the alter Lynna looked at Arthur, Love she whispered I do hope all is ok there is no sign of Donnor yet and Aasha doesn't seem to happy there. She was holding onto her husbands arm when she heard a desperate whisper from the side , she looked past Arthur and Tasite when she caught a glimpse of the bushes rustling the voice calling out to Arthur. As Arthur went over Donnor appeared with Arthur behind him snickering. Her brow creased a little in bewilderment as she took in what was happening, at least he got here she thought but wondered what had happened to have him missing half his clothes.

As the four of them walked up the path towards the priestess it looked like the ceremony was going ahead no matter what. She smiled to herself knowing that this is what they both wanted, and dare anything or anyone stop it she thought.

She listened to the ceremony the exchange of vows, the service was lovely. After it was over Donnor picked up his bride heading for the barrels, Arthur stood before the crowd asking everyone to celebrate and she supposed they would just stay here for drinks, she wasn't really sure and hadn't the chance to know the details of the evening with their rushed trip to Ireland.

She grinned at her Husband as she walked over with Tasite, wrapping her arm around his waist, Well that was different Love she laughed, at least they got to the alter. She kissed the corner of his mouth as he was still laughing himself turning to Donnor and Aasha, before they could manage to disappear Congratulations to you both, glad you managed for the wedding to still go ahead even though you just got to Ireland yourselves. She would have given the couple a hug but they seemed too eager to get away from everyone, hopefully they would have a chance to catch up before they headed back to England.

Lynna leant closer into Arthurs side as they walked over to join everyone else his arm around her waist holding her tight.

[Aasha]

Eyes had been busy recently but he still found some time to witness the marriage of two of his good friends.
These were happy times but Eyes knew what would make things even better, he headed of in search of ale.

ooc: RL has been busy and this is the biggest post I can manage at the moment

[Aasha]

Jasmyne was sure she was lost at sea but she finally saw land and was sure it was Ireland, now all she had to do was find the clearing that was specified by Aasha

She climbed the nearest hill and upon reaching the crest she noticed two bonfires, "that has to be it". she exclaimed

She made her way down to the fires, she saw many faces she had not seen for many months but she was searching for her niece Aasha, she didnt have to search to hard when she found her, she seemed impatient but that wasnt anything new.
She went in from behind her and clasped her hands over her eyes. "Guess who".

[Aasha]

Well my Love, they seem to have as unusual love as we do... and as happy too! Jazzy leans over to kiss her bride softly and give her hand a squeeze. Almost three months dear, and three different cities! Who would have thought?

. . .

Jazzy escorts OBie over to get a drink while they wait for the lucky couple.

[Aasha]

Setting Aasha down on one of the barrels, he smiles and kisses her lightly before turning to Arthur. With a strange look on his face he looks down at his pants then back to his brother. ”I would change, but I didn’t exactly plan on getting my clothes destroyed so I didn’t bring any others. Besides, I will not need clothes where Aasha and I are going.” He turns back to Aasha and grins suggestively. ”I claim the barrel as ours…” As he was speaking, a familiar face came up from behind Aasha and placed her hands over her eyes. Deciding to give them a few moments he turned back to Arthur. ”Right then, we was talking about clothes?”

[Aasha]

Sighing as he sat her on the barrel, she fidgeted slightly, making sure the shirt was firmly under her bum. The thought of a splinter digging into her posterior was not pleasant. His light kiss felt more of a tease than anything else, but with Arthur there Aasha resisted the impulse to drag him into a deeper one. A playful growl answered his smile, along with a wink at his comment regarding clothes, or the lack thereof. She couldn’t stop the blush, even as she let her eyes travel over Donnor’s body. A tingle of awareness ran through her as she clearly pictured him without the pants.

There were telltale signs of her wayward thoughts, even as she forced herself to pay attention to Arthur. Mischievously winking, she giggled as she answered. Yer soundin’ like Athor now…he was sayin’ Donnor couldna gives me backs neither….nae gonna returns him, though rights now I’m more stucks to this barrel than him. If’n ya’ll would be leavin’ us ‘lone, I ken sample whats I’m stucks wit’ much easier…

Though she was warmed by the fact that so many of her friends and family attended to show their support, she was impatient to be alone with her love. Aasha’s nose wrinkled in consternation as more approached. At this rate, their private party would be thwarted completely. It wasn’t the way she’d envisioned spending their first few hours of married life.

Aasha’s self control was challenged when Tasite mentioned laying someone to rest. Her eyes narrowed as she glared, only the thought of how much longer it would take to escape keeping Aasha from making good on the warning tattooed on her husband’s bum. - Husband... - Lynna’s words of congratulations echoed Tasite's as Aasha looked up at Donnor. Thoroughly distracted when her eyes were drawn to his scars, the girl shifted on the barrel. As the wood rubbed against the back of her thighs, she murmured; Thanks. I'm glad ya'll was able to comes from England. We werena sure seein' as how its so far.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Marshy dragging Boobert in, and couldn’t help the laughter that spilled out. Apparently he was as reluctant as she had been to enter the clearing, though she had no doubt it was for different reasons. She had no time to reflect on it, hands covering her eyes and a voice in her ear brought a grin to her face. Wouldna be needin’ a guess. Grinning merrily, she pried the fingers loose and shook her head at Jas. An’ they says trouble follows me…I’m guessin’ they’s right if’n yer in Ireland. Though I’m thinkin’ it dun needs to be followin’…I ken creates ‘nuff wit’out no helps. Jus' asks Donnor...

Her smile encompassed all who were present as she slid off the barrel, oblivious to the glimpse of her bum she gave before the shirt slid back into place. Aasha moved a few steps further to slip her arm around Donnor’s. As her eyes alighted on the pink bow residing prominently on Athorgate's back, the urge to disappear into the woods with her husband deepened. Ya was needin’ help in getting’ changed then…wasna ya love?

[Aasha]

Oro was just standing blankly beside the barrel. As Liz and Wolfie approaches, he nods at them.
He holds his wooden cup with a firm grip as he endlessly drinks all the booze.
"This is nice", Oro thinks as he fills his cup from the barrel over and over.
Look at all the *hips* nice yummy guests. Oro said to his wife, then he empty his cup all the way down to his stomach. They *hips* are meaty.
Oro speaking more. Then he eyes blinks and blinks and narrows, focusing his eye sight. Oro rarely drinks, but he doesn't get drunk that easily. But with the amount of booze he already drunk, it is no wonder he is a bit drunkish now. Now where *hips* is River and Don? Oro looks around. We will have to greet *hips* them before we leave.
Trying to stand straight, Oro leans his back on one of the big barrels. And he takes out a rope.

[Aasha]

Ghost giggles as she watches Oro take out rope, aware he seemed to be having trouble standing and wondering how much of his upright position was helped by the barrel he leant against.

I think dear we best go find the bride and groom, said a giggling Ghost as she put her arm through her husband's to lead him, while reaching out to take the rope from him.

Looking round for Aasha and Donnor she spied them nearby and steered Oro in their direction

[Aasha]

Aasha had warned Arthur that she didn't want Donnor naked at the wedding, and after attempting several discussions with his brother, he had no confidence that he would follow through with his word to the wedding especially considering his brother was drinking when they spoke.

Arthur had brought an extra set of clothing in case his brother had decided to celebrate before the ceremony took place and 'forgot' his clothes. I brought you some, just in case... You know, I always come prepared. He grinned at his brother, and pulled out a satchel that he had placed near the barrels of whisky. Even though you may not need them where you are going.. I think it's best you change while the guests approach you for now. He looked behind Donnor, and couldn't help but laugh.. again.. as there was a rip in his pants. Besides.. if I can see part of your tattoo.. others can. And you know what she will do.

[Aasha]

He really had to hand it to Arthur, he was always prepared for anything when it came to him. Taking the satchel, he grins as he turns around to look at the hole in the back of his pants, then back to Arthur. ”What would a wedding be if someone didn’t end up killed, maimed, or seriously injured?” He snickered and thanked his brother for the clothes before turning to Aasha, and holding the bag in front of her. ”Yes, I believe I will need help changing into these, and it could take hours so we best say our goodbyes before we go don’t you agree?” He was watching as the guests started to flock around them and thought that perhaps saying goodbye would be easier if they were all standing there anyhow.

”Hello everyone, thank you for attending our Unholy Union. Some of you have traveled a great distance. Others a just random homeless people looking for free whiskey…Which is why, while the ceremony was taking place, I had my assistant go down to all your boats and cut holes into the bottoms of them which now leaves you trapped on this island…” He pauses for a dramatic effect and then continues. ”Actually that was a lie, sorry your boats are fine…I think, unless someone stole them. That kind of thing happens here in Ireland. In any case, Aasha and myself have some, uhmm, very important matters to take care of but you are all welcome to socialize with each other if you want. The whiskey is free…except to the homeless people, you actually have to pay for it. Start begging I guess.” With a wicked grin spread across his face he turns to Aasha once more. ”Help me roll this barrel, we will need something to drink eventually.”

[Aasha]

Aasha spotted Oro with a rope in his hand at the same moment Donnor finished his speech. Between Oro and Athor, she could be in big trouble if she didn't escape soon. She smiled at their assembled guests and glanced towards Arthur. His foresight in bringing clothes only proved he had taken her concerns to heart, though a ripped seam was much milder than she'd imagined. Thanking him for the change of clothes, she kept an eye out for Oro's approach as her hand slipped from Donnor's waist. Ya should be holdin' that bag behind ya, nae in fronts. Ain't no hole there...yet...

Aasha didn't think about what she was wearing when she turned, the lacy garter displayed prominently before the shirt settled back into place. I ken do the pushin'...dun thinks ya ken wit'out splittin' yer pants more'n what they is...an' yer whole bum dun needs to be showin'. I only gots one dagger wit' me... Bending slightly, she began to roll the barrel towards the woods, the shirt riding up a bit too far, completely displaying the garter along with the gently rounded curves of the bottom of her bum.

[Aasha]

Arthur saw aasha rolling a whisky barrel in one direction, and her shirt rising up. Embarrassed, he turned towards Lynna and nudged his brother with an elbow. You should be covering that.... He gestured back towards his new wife and stood with his back to her, hoping others didn't get the same view.

[Aasha]

Smirking, he pulled the bag behind him to cover the hole in his pants. He was getting ready to turn around after Aasha started pushing, when Arthur nudged him. ”Covering what?” When he turned he understood what his brother meant and grinned. "I will be covering that soon enough." Walking up behind her, he gave her a quick, playful slap on the bum. ”How fair is it that you can show everyone yours but I am not allowed to show mine? Perhaps we should have Lotus follow us with the barrel seeing how neither of us is dressed well enough to be bending forward?”

His eyes scanned the clearing in search of DarkLotus and eventually found him seated in the grass with his back turned to the fire. Letting out a whistle, Donnor waved him over and told him what was going on. After the two of them laughed about it, he watched as Lotus picked the barrel up and started walking towards the forest then turned back to Aasha. ”Shall we, my wife?”

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