Recent content by Akiza

Akiza started slightly when she, by accident, touched the hand of another party-goer. Both he and she had reached for the same bottle of wine. She pulled her hand back. They looked at each other, Akiza and the man in black. "My apologies," she said. "I should be more careful." The man in black...

Though the mask did not bother her, Akiza did—very briefly—have the thought: was this the sort of fashion common among Gildan apothecaries and alchemists? She would have plenty of opportunity to figure that out, as well as the whole host of Gildan customs, during her time here. Akiza stepped...

Akiza was having some difficulty in adjusting. Far more accustomed was she to living on the periphery of any given place. If it was a tight-knit village, she found some place in the wilderness nearby. If it was a town, then often there were attics, basements, mayhap even a lonely soul who could...

So many masks. In a way, it was refreshing to see people wear them on the outside—herself included. Akiza often amused herself with a particular thought: that, outside of years, there existed another way to measure the length of one's life, and that was by just how many lies spoken and secrets...

Akiza looked toward the Tower. Looked toward that lavender glow. Her gaze, full of the ample evidence of the type of magic of which she was invested, regarded the display with a subdued delight. She was going to miss Valenntenia. It was one of the nicer places in which she had taken refuge. But...

Akiza hung from the wall, her arms stretched out to her sides, wrists shackled to the wall. Such was her lack of height that her feet dangled just above the cell floor. An anti-magic collar was fastened about her neck, completely robbing her of her magic. Her pale, naked body was covered in...