Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20140619115833/@comment-5543592-20140624003549

Efmrider wrote: Brighid sighed and gently drew back her hand. "It doesn't work that way, Lee.  For full blood Nords, maybe--all they do is put on the Amulet of Mara and anyone can ask for their hand in marriage.  They say yes or no.

You have not pledged yourself fully to me. We've lived together, yes. We've enjoyed each other. But you frequently leave me alone. You travel and do whatever you please. I'm not so sure you want to settle down and have a family. I'm not even sure you love me.

I do love you, but to say that all I had to do was ask lets me know that you still don't fully understand what you are getting into. You think about it.

Brighid rose and went into their makeshift tent to lie down. She was no longer so sure that Lee was right for her. It made her feel numb. (Just so you know Rider, it was you who wrote that Emrey leaves frequently.  I didn't really mind because I'm pretty easy going (and it helped to set up this one) but now you're sort of stabbing Emrey in the back with it.)

Emrey furrowed his brow. You think about it. His mind was pretty damn made up. Don't understand what you're getting into. He'd gotten into a lot of things that he didn't understand, but this wasn't one of them. Emrey mulled over a course of action for a minute before following her to the tent, breathing deeply at the door, before ducking inside the flap and remaining at the entrance

"It's not my intention to hurt you by leaving you alone.  I'm not good at reading social ques.  If you want me to do something, you need to tell me.  I do and will listen.  I don't know what more you need from me to prove I've pledged myself to you.  Everything I do is for you.  If you never want me to leave again, then I won't.  I'm not losing you, you're all I've got."

Eogan healed much faster, his skin mending back together. His Briarheart glowed instensely as the wounds healed and returned to a soft glow once they had.

"Thank you." Said Eogan pointed to Dalon. "He's fiddling with something.  I think he needs help with that bag."