CollarsDisclaimer: I hold no legal copyright ownership of the characters forementioned in this tale; they are copyright to their rightful owners. For which at the moment, their name(s) escape meMore Like This
Collars come in different shapes, sizes and have different meanings; some are worn by animals to show that they belong to one Master or a number of Masters, depending on the hierarchy set down. They're worn as an ornament upon a young woman's neck as a means of having an ornament of sorts to adorn her neck. A sign of wealth and privilege as it may seem. Prisoners wear them to show to those who were to pass by them that they were simple criminals and had broken the law; they were now shackled to a chain of others for the rest of their days. But why was it that a simple swordsman wore one upon his neck? A gold coin shaped pendant hung from it as an adornment to make the simple and plain green cloth of the collar about his neck stand out. There was no need such for an adornment; his own beauty was th
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It was as the group was checking into a room at the inn in Belkend that it had started to rain. At first it had seemed like nothing more than a sprinkle but it quickly became a torrential downpour. Guy and Luke were getting ready for bed in the room they shared when there was a small flash of lightning on the horizon. Luke eyed it cautiously, and then jumped slightly at the distant clap of thunder that followed it. Guy watched him curiously from his seat on his bed. "Are you all right?" He asked.
"Huh? Yeah, I'm fine!" Luke replied, sounding slightly defensive. Luke took off his shirt and was about to lay down on the other bed but jumped again at the next roll of thunder. Guy suddenly remembered.
"Ahh, that's right, you don't like thunderstorms, do you?" Luke lay down on his bed and glared up at the ceiling, not saying anything. "Do you want me to sleep with you tonight?" That got Luke to face Guy, his eyes wide and slightly hopeful, it would be a nice distraction... "Not like that, yo