Recent content by Alistair Krixus

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...

Hmm, he supposed that made sense, although it did not fully answer his question. It normally took training or atleast some understanding of the other persons school of magic for two mages to work perfectly in tandem together. It seemed like for these two that such a skill came natural to them...

Alistair graciously accepted the seat as he sat down next to her, looking out the window down the road where, in the distance, he knew his caravan would be. "A coffee will do nicely, thank you." At this point, the man practically ran on the stuff. He had not been aware that so many Anirians...

"How very...interesting." Alistiar had paused mid-sip to now take a closer look at the twins. His dull grey eyes dug into the two young mages, or would it be one? Now that he took a closer look, without all the chaos of the other partygoers, it was clear to him that they were certainly...

The sound of concrete cracking made Alistair wince as his eyes were quickly alight as he took a long look at the broken slab that now littered the roadway. A gang of workers looked sheepishly at him, as it was clear they had been careless in loading this particular slab into the magical wagons...

Alistair looked aghast when she voiced her concerns that he would just leave her high and dry. He had made promises last night that he intended to keep. That was the least he could do for her, after all she had saved his life. "Oh, I'm sure you do, but...he is more for if you have any desire...

Alistair allowed himself to be pulled away, offering a polite nod of farewell to the others as Livia led their extraction. As they drew further away, Alistair whispered under his breath to her, "Thank you." A nice drink and some more controlled conversation were just what the doctor ordered...

Alistair heard her before he saw her, as Katja's wonderful voice pulled him around as he loaded the last of the boxes into the wagon. The young man had broken a sweat, as he was much more accustomed to the help handling these activities, but he would not shy away from work. A smile spread onto...

A smile graced Alistair's face at Henk's comments, one that did not hold the typically sharp edge of the man whose intellect and words were just as deadly as his blade. No, instead, the smile was polite and tired, almost bordering on warm if a person did not know Alistair better. Then came the...

The scent of a freshly cooked breakfast wafted into the room...Wait, no, that wasn't right. There was definately breakfast, but closer to burnt. If Katja followed the aroma, it would not lead her to the kitchen where she might expect, but actually outside to the front steps There, the young...