Recent content by Ánië Táralóm

She looked him over a final time, and she removed the worry from her features with a wry grin. Like any warrior, he of course would make light of his injuries. She nodded, and thought to herself that whatever powers it was that had kept the dark magic of their enemy at bay would likely have the...

"No, they were not," she said, distracted in studying him with her own careful assessment, then replied, "nothing worthy of mention, you however," she gestured to his arm, concern shown in her eyes. She stepped closer then, even reached to place her hand against his damaged limb. She was no...

The Aica were sorely unprepared to find themselves set against the likes of one such as Erin. Ánië, too, had realized some while into the fight, that if it weren't for his being there she'd have been overpowered. The now dark, and twisted powers that her fallen kin relied on were of little use...

Ánië fell silent in the midst of Silvar's words. She was well learned in the ways of the mind, and the Shoraes' many gifts, but she'd be remiss to say she was as attuned as Silvar was. Thoughts leave marks on places... But what Silvar had to say about his experience shook her to her very...

In those subtle, subconscious waves that intertwined between them more and more as they interacted, those quieter thoughts did brush against her mind... many have come, many are fighting... and it was far too soon to know what costs they were incurring, but there had been those who had fallen...

Ánië remained preoccupied for only a few moments. As Erin felled several enemies at her back, the arrows ceased to come their way, their usefulness having been clearly spent. As they relented, so to did she, and the arrows that hung about them dropped harmlessly to the ground. She knelt down...

And partly, which he likely surmised, her being there was for just such a purpose as to deflect the bombardment of questions he was so quickly subjected to. But not wholly was she here for just a reprieve. "Councilor," she responded in kind, her greeting too of a more casual display, "that is...

A brief look of shock found her features, Erin's laugh at first coming off somewhat disconcerting. But his comment immediately following brought light to his reaction. We are always surrounded... As Erin started forward, from her place behind cover Ánië managed a decent survey of the situation...

She nodded, following along with his tale, recognizing the many similarities to their own stories. They too had written of a time when the likes of mankind had risen to great prominence, and they too had written of its brilliant end. They had shared in the calamity, or so it read. "Then this...

No worries! We're just pluggin along a lil' bit! Take your time, we'll not be movin too far without ya, and we'll probably just idle here for now!

"Indeed," she replied curiously. As they conversed, her pace slowed somewhat for them to fall into step side by side, and she looked up to him as he spoke. And they traversed through the streets, it was clear this lower tier of the city was inhabited by very few, if any Aerai. There were...