Recent content by Asen Illfort

Asen looked at the spoon and sniffed it, making a face. “Ach love that’s the worst soup I’ve ever smelled. Ain’t likin your marriage chances with that. Got a cute face though.” He snickered, and winced. Gods this arm of his hurt. Walborga nipped at him, and he winced. He was getting beaten up...

Dont be sorry. I’m not sorry for attacking you. Walborga sniffed, and turned to investigate the area. She would need help to lash the boughs together but she was off to a good start. She carefully measured the first against Asen’s body to make sure she was picking the right lengths, and began...

Vaxor hurt me. I only saw the rohk, not you. If you saw a Griffin next to one of your fallen riders, another predator, what would you think? Walborga said sharply. She had no pity for the great eagle. If the situations were reversed, there was no doubt in her mind the bird would have come...

Walborga saw the great rohk behind her rise up and fluff his feathers. She did the same, her little ears flat in her feathers. Thankfully, his handler seemed to calm him. Walborga hissed a bit, and nibbled a bit at Asen’s hair. He lost the saddle, and he needs both hands to hold on. She...

Walborga fluffed up the feathers along her neck and back. She was trying to look bigger, even if it made the cut along her shoulder and neck more obvious. She couldn’t lose Asen. Not now. She had her ears pinned, mouth agape slightly. That bitch could just try and stick her with that! She did...

Get away from him! The Griffin screeched, crashing into the eagle talons first. She was face to face with the other, but her small ripping beak was faster and more maneuverable. Her claws clutched his feathers, wings out to help her keep her balance. She felt something small glance up her chest...

A loud cry tore from Asen’s throat, and the branch cracked in his mouth. With a loud sound that disturbingly reminded him of rocks grinding on each other, his bones set. Asen spat out the stick, screamed, and promptly passed out. His cry carried high above the trees, and Walborga caught...

Asen smirked at her little slip. We. “Oh aye, partner’s feathers are rank-stained just for a bit of show. Scare the wyverns.” He chuckled. “Ain’t none of my business what clan ya come from, love. Ain’t got no ties to no one myself. No one to tell your secrets to. Though might want to tilt your...

Asen went to wring the water out of his drying clothes, and pulled his damp shirt over his head. Huh, it had changed a few shades lighter. He needed to do laundry more often. He tugged his pants up his hips and shook out his boots, scaring a few of the aforementioned scorpions out onto the...

“Oh aye, plenty birds don’t speak man’s tongue but that ain’t mean they don’t understand tone.” Asen grunted. At least she’d been more careful touching his arm this time. He winced looking at it; that wasn’t a good break. No wonder he couldn’t feel anything but pain past the elbow. He didn’t...

“Thanks love.” Asen smiled at her. Must be an off day for him; she was acting completely immune to his charms. Her eagle snapped at attention hearing elvish, though. He smiled at the bird; he liked birds. All sorts. Eagles and other raptors were standoffish and proud, often vain creatures...

Asen laughed, undaunted at Vaxor ignoring him. He saw how the eagle spread his wings and showed off his plumage. “Oh aye, right pretty.” He chuckled, grinning widely. Wally got like that too, ignoring his noises until he started complimenting her. The elvish girl grabbed his attention kneeling...

Asen looked at them with some exasperation. “Askin’ yer bird for help yeah? Ain’t sure I got the accent right. Birds’re different; don’t like the language messed up if you can help it.” He muttered. He used his good arm to slowly push himself up into a sitting position, letting out a slow...

Asen groaned. That...hadn’t been a good fall. He’d shattered an arm, at the very least. His arm was numb up to the shoulder and his ribs felt like- “AH!” He cried out as she punted him with the butt of a weapon. Those were definitely broken! He drew in a deep breath and opened his eyes, looking...

Asen watched the girl dress and shrugged. If she wanted to freeze that was her idea. He’d come across a few people who thought they knew the desert. He usually came across their bones a few weeks later. He wasn’t afraid of her, but neither did he want to find her filled with scorpions later. He...