Recent content by Alistair Krixus

Alistair could not stop the wide grin that spread onto his face, but he also knew that she was right. The longer he stayed here, the harder it would be to leave. It would be better to rip it off like a bandage. Leaning in once again and leaving a quick kiss back on the cheek, Al then quickly...

Alistair had a faraway look in his eyes, at least, as much as possible for a blind man. What thoughts were going on behind those eyes was a mystery as Alistair's stoic face gave nothing away. "It was a retrieval team, dreadlords...no, it was a single dreadlord and some sort of companion. I'm...

"It's snowing..." Oh, Alistair had not noticed. In fact, in that moment, he likely would not have noticed if they stood in that moment for the rest of the day. The warmth pounding in his chest countered any sort of chill that attempted to snake into his chest. Katja's hands that rested on his...

Alistair could only smirk behind his drink at the first comments. For the longest time, that had been Alistair's one goal in life. To be looked up to by some powerful faction, to become sponsored and gain influence through the umbrella of their power. It was only after the events of his...

He dreaded to hear her voice crack, that obvious pain that he was no doubt causing her. His mind raced for something to do, but it continuously came up blank. And then it happened, Alistair, a man who had crossed blades with some of the most skilled swordsmen in the world, who could riposte...

So not exactly alike in their upbringings, as the idea that Alistair would ever be doted on by his gather was difficult to comprehend. Although he was also responsible for his father's downfall, though certainly not in the way Livia was speaking of. "Ah, I am sorry. Although it sounds like...

Similar childhoods...Alistair could understand, while her smile slipped ever so slightly, his had as well. He had not been lying when he said he would thank his father for what he had done, but that did not mean he would forgive him for all the rest he had done. "Yes, he was actually killed a...

She was so soft in his arms. He could feel her melting into his arms as he held her, and that gentle warmth that seemed to thrum in rhythm with her heartbeat made it difficult for Alistair to imagine ever letting go. It was so comforting, but at the same time so fragile. He could feel this...

Judging by the sound of Livia's voice, Alistair did not need his eyes to know that her patience was wearing thin for some of the twins' antics. He continued talking so as to draw their attention towards him. "Ah, yes, I would encourage you to go see both at least for the learning experience...

Katja's soft voice alerted Alistair to the sensitivity of the situation. It was clear that there were some emotions in the air, that while he could not see them, they were certainly hanging over both of them. He supposed it made sense; he was upending her entire life, and then just sending her...

A small smile pulled at Alistair's lips as he nodded in understanding at Livia's admission. Interests in such things were rare in Vel Anir, if they were not being used for military purposes, but Alistair had long since been encaptured by the history and strange innerworkings of random...'...

An asset. Well, he was glad someone still considered him such a thing. The past few weeks had made Alistair feel like nothing more than a large piggybank to help fund some of Vel Anir's more eccentric projects. He had even been removed from his teaching roles at the Academy for the time being...

"What is the first to break?" A sharp pain struck through Alistair's back as he blocked out the monologue from the man who stood over him. He wasn't even sure why the so-called priest was still at it, as Alistair had gone numb to the physical blows weeks ago. "Is the body, or the mind?"...

Alistair would have snorted his drink out then and there if he had not only just in the knick of time swallowed the most recent sip when the two described him and Liva as 'cool'. They were not words that he imagined would ever be used to describe himself. No, most of the words used to describe...

Alistair could feel Livia's eyes on him, but his never left the cup of warm coffee that had just been set down in front of him. For the longest moment, Alistair said nothing, only the small frown growing at the edges of his lips was the only indication that he was thinking of something at all...