.Sorry... Last time I was part of a group it didn't end so well." "But of course! Had it not I doubt you would have ventured from the confines of the ...ether's center; least of all alone." The younger of the two men's eyebrows perked up as he heard the word, his feet taking a single step closer; "Nether...?" An eldered voice snickered hushedly, "Why... the place in which we find ourselves now. Just how much do you know of your circumstances, my boy?" Nefertiti shuffled his feet with a sudden. ” It took a few seconds for the message to compute, and then laughter was heard for the first time in the section. Without reluctance from the boys, underwear was dropping to the floor and more than a few erections came to light in addition to Mark’s. Conner took his off and put them up to his face. With the diaper on, his skin didn’t know what the fabric felt like and he wanted to remind himself. For the first time in days it was Michael’s turn to laugh as he took the pants from the boy and. "But I can't stand these kinds of storms daddy. They just scare me." She said trembling as she heard another clap, this time getting closer and louder.The skies were getting darker, dimming the daylight that was filling the house. It wasn't long before we could hear the winds pick up, and see the first flash of lightning. Sara did what she always did, bury her face on my chest. She'd wrap her hand around me as tight as she could. I guess no matter what age she'd be, I would always be her. "Ah, the race of sea-elves, like their shy woodland relatives, enjoy the solace of privacy and are little ever seen by the surface world, although it is said that a few of the bolder Corælyn sea captains have some limited trade with them. They fared poorly during the Dragon War and are said to still be relatively few in numbers. They also bear much resentment to their fellow surviving races, blaming their allies for the great misfortunes that they suffered during the long war. Of the race of.