Cynn's Jealousy

Here I stand upon a battlefield of dirt. Just north of where I stand, across this dreadful barren land, awaits an enemy whose blood is boiling with the desire to see my lifeless corpse fertilize the soil. She is a one woman army with the unnatural ability to make the sky cry fire. She is a force to be reconciled with.

Our battle is to the death and my opponent is none other than the legendary Cynn. What could possibly spark a duel to the death with her? Well, Cynn has a nasty jealous streak and being the stunning dervish that I am it was only natural that Mhenlo find me so very attractive.

FLASHBACK:

It was a glorious day in Elona. I was in a fierce fight with elemental beasts and quite enjoying the slaughter, but to my dismay my health was quickly diminishing. I was entertaining the thought of sending these creatures to the mists and running to the nearest town to seek aid from a local healer. I put my last bit of energy into my swing, but that nasty devil blocked my attack and in turn retaliated. I was sure Grenth's hand had gripped my heart, but by sheer grace an intervention had been placed upon my certain doom.

I was left breathless, but I quickly ripped off my hood to get a better glimpse at my savior. “By Balthazar's beard.” I remarked in astonishment when I saw whom had so politely saved me. The man who stood before me was none other than the handsome young monk Mhenlo. He was quiet stunning in the Elona sunlight.

I suppose that same Elona sun had highlighted my blushing cheeks because Mhenlo gave a look as though he understood my secret thoughts. I turned my gaze westward to better hide my embarrassment. He and I journeyed together in awkward silence to the nearest town. Though we were silent, the atmosphere held a playful harmony and my heart played along with that harmony every time our eyes met while trying to steal a glimpse of each other.

After entering town a courageous thought flickered through the shadows of my mind. Mhenlo must have been considering the same enchanted thought because he grabbed me by the hips and pressed his lips to mine. It felt as though my world was set ablaze and in fact it was not my world, but me. I was near passing out; however, Mhenlo gave me a quick heal along with an apologetic gander.

I turned to see a rather unhappy elementalist storming towards me. “You wretch!” Cynn screamed along with other insults. I just stood there with a smirk upon my lips remembering the sensations Mhenlo had stirred inside me. She continued to shout, but all her anger faded away as long as my gaze stayed locked on Mhenlo. “I challenge you to a duel you miserable harlot.” Cynn hissed. I could hardly believe my ears, a duel? I pondered the idea for awhile, but when Mhenlo's eyes met mine I instantly melted and decided that I wanted Cynn out of the picture. “Very well, I accept.” I murmured with glee.


Now, here on the battlefield I stand. I don't know what chance I have against a fire elementalist, but I think it's a rather fair chance. With a wind prayer said, I charge down the battlefield. Wish me luck.