Recent content by Ahti Merira

"You..." she said, her voice fading away as she looked up at him with an almost starry eyed expression - and then a quick shake of her head, "you... are right, I must..." she started saying as she backed away some, trying to hide the hesitation in her speech. She was uncertain whether it was...

"Please," she started, attempting to blink away the fatigue that held her yet, "there is no failure," she said. As if given leave by the strength of his hands on her side, she gave way and rested a little of her weight against him. Her hands lifted and set themselves softly against his bare...

The experience of it all had been far, far too much for her. The Meriras had never intended on Ahti being involved in anything like this. At least not at this age, or at least not... without them around. She'd lived an all too sheltered and secure life under the watchful eye of her pacifist...

Ahti's eyes were fixed upon her assailant who she had so readily assailed herself. They lay on the ground in defeat, wounded beyond any ability to properly fight and they knew it. It would seem they treasured their life enough to try their hand at the Meriras' ways of forgiveness, rather than...

And it was in this moment, when the third would-be assassin made their way into the dining chamber that the awe of the moment finally left her. Her jaw, which had been hanging open in disbelief at Len's display of martial prowess, snapped shut. Her brow which had been lifted in an bewildered...

Ahti let out the faintest of gasps as Len once again miraculously appeared before her, and her lips remained parted as she looked to him in disbelief. She was amazed at what he so casually showed himself to be capable of. Vanishing into thin air was, to her, no small feat at all. Nor was it to...

As the events began to unfold she couldn't help the anxiety that was all too quick to well up in her chest and bring her breath short. She hardly even registered the things that were done in said from where she stood at the balcony to where she stood now, dagger in her hand. She tried to call...

At first there was a curiosity in her eyes, departing from his own gaze to one of his features and then the next, noting each of them, committing them to memory. She seemed almost lost in his countenance for a time, even somewhat unaware of his hand now gently caressing the length of her arm...

Her eyes had fallen upon the Ragash's night-time light. Though her estate was grand, it was not so much so as the palace. She could not gaze upon the entirety of her city's vast sprawl. She could see, however, down into many nearby streets and onto the rooftops of many homes. And Ragash was...

Ahti, was an expert liar. Or at least she was to herself. She told herself that Len hadn't quite heard her quiet fears, and that she'd done well enough in forcing the conversation along. She told herself that the look in his eye hadn't betrayed that he had in fact heard quite well enough, and...

Ahti was not exactly a culinary expert, but as a young child she had spent a great deal of time in the kitchen chatting away with the cooks. She'd observed a thing or two along the way, and so she responded with, "well let me help familiarize you." As she had before with the places of interest...

Len was, at least to Ahti, successful in his attempt at hiding the conflicts within himself. Ahti however, though doing well to maintain a dignified sense of poise as she approached, could not quell the heaviness that lingered in her throat. She was someone who was in many was somewhat oblivious...

She nodded at Len's comments, but reserved any spoken reply until later. Merira was a very wealthy family, and despite their disinterest in violence, were very well equipped. Not so much as the other nobility who were more inclined towards violence, but certainly well enough to secure the Merira...

She bowed her head in thanks to his condolence, and appreciated the understanding he had for her. Being "without the standard transitional period," as he had put it, was apt. She'd truly been thrown into her new role, and though she still had those ears and voices that had been at the disposal...

Her arms folded against her chest as she leaned back and listened to him speak. His words carried a timeless wisdom that for a moment had once again captivated her attention, and she watched as his eyes surveilled the surround as he spoke. She returned the smile he soon offered as he bowed his...