Recent content by Amalia

Her smug expression shifted to one of sympathy. "I understand that feeling all too well." A statement that, for once, was not some silly attempt to dance around the truth. In all the time spent searching for those who wished to hurt Titania the most, it had never really occurred to her that she...

A satisfied smile was painted on Amalia’s face as Razareal seemed to relax, if only slightly. It was enough to ease her way into his haven and that was all that mattered. She wondered if it was his reclusivity that had caused him to be so easily swayed, but in the end it didn’t matter to her...

“Perhaps…” She contemplated the boldness of her question, deciding to tone it down. He still seemed too wary of her. “If you were to show me your collection, I wouldn’t have to make it a habit.” She did notice his inspection of her hand, but thought nothing of it. Maybe the Sower of Spring had...

Had the circumstances of our meeting been different, the though could be a tempting one, admittedly. Razareal received a raised brow and an ever so mischievous grin from Amalia as he crept close. Her head followed him as he brushed past and sent one hand in the direction she had come from...

Nothing. He felt nothing. Her unassisted attempts to sway him had received no reaction. What a bizarre creature, indeed, was this muddied half-breed. Amalia was almost inclined to believe he was completely defective until she sensed it again. Though only a hint, there was a certain wariness...

She let him go on for a bit with his knowledge of the Kingfisher, taking note of his entire being. From the way he stood, to the way he dressed, Amalia would allow no details to escape her memory. His posture and the tone he used to speak matched the emotional response he hid beneath the...

The bird struggled to flutter its wings as it let out a shrill whistle, alerting other animals that there was something to be feared among them. She persisted, holding tightly onto it until she could sense an emotional response only slightly more refined than the creatures hidden about the...

Warm water in…a few pinches of yeast…stir…and now we wait. Chirp. And we… Chirp. We… CHIRP CHIRP “Oh would you shut it already?” A voice called out from the back kitchen of some small family owned bakery. Well, it was family owned until Amalia had managed to convince the couple who...