Post by Elessar on Apr 9, 2012 3:30:00 GMT -4
It was early morning. Weak moonlight streamed in from the side of the weyr, spilling onto a prone form on a bed of furs, completely unclothed. As the moonlight spread, the man stirred. Looking both left and right, he sighed, unhappy to be waking up so soon.
Stretching, Iromineelmris stood, shaking blond hair out of his eyes, and considered a bath. Standing there, completely nude, he eyed the sweet-sand, and decided that he had a better idea. It was early winter, so it would be chilly, but by the first egg would it be refreshing!
Walking back into his main chambers, he smiled as his six cats curled back up in the warm dent he had left in his bedfurs before pulling on a pair of worn breeches. He shoved his feet into boots and left his shirt sitting on the chair-- he wouldn't need it.
Grabbing a bag of sweet-sand and a rough towel to dry with, he grinned. It was a long jog from his quarters to the river, and by the time he got there he had worked up a sweat and was definitely ready for a bath.
It was early-- maybe five in the morning, so Iromineelmris threw caution to the winds. Leaving his bag of sweet-sand and towel on the shore, he took off his breeches and, with a yelp, splashed out into the water, once again completely naked.
[/center]Stretching, Iromineelmris stood, shaking blond hair out of his eyes, and considered a bath. Standing there, completely nude, he eyed the sweet-sand, and decided that he had a better idea. It was early winter, so it would be chilly, but by the first egg would it be refreshing!
Walking back into his main chambers, he smiled as his six cats curled back up in the warm dent he had left in his bedfurs before pulling on a pair of worn breeches. He shoved his feet into boots and left his shirt sitting on the chair-- he wouldn't need it.
Grabbing a bag of sweet-sand and a rough towel to dry with, he grinned. It was a long jog from his quarters to the river, and by the time he got there he had worked up a sweat and was definitely ready for a bath.
It was early-- maybe five in the morning, so Iromineelmris threw caution to the winds. Leaving his bag of sweet-sand and towel on the shore, he took off his breeches and, with a yelp, splashed out into the water, once again completely naked.
