Recent content by Ashuanar

Ashuanar was quite pleased that his thoughts had aligned with that of the captain and the others onboard. Getting away from these creatures was, in his opinion, by far the best course of action. For all they knew they had stumbled on hundreds of the damned things, and from what the one woman had...

So much for liking the sea. As well as he managed himself against these foes, he was not without lament against them. Ashuanar found himself thinking he'd be much better off dealing with the beasts of the desert than these water bound creatures. He couldn't see these ones for the darkened water...

Among those left rather speechless was Ashuanar. Partially from the inhuman grip that had just been around his throat, and partially from the rather skillful maneuver this woman had just carried out. "Thanks," he said, throwing up his hand with an elated wave. He stumbled a bit with the...

Ashuanar's eyes became as slits as he watched the Kivren wrestle its way onboard. Its song gave him pause, but as before, it failed to truly inundate his senses. It kept him still for only a moment until he, after giving his head a quick shake, jumped back into the fray. He approached the Kiva...

Well now, he thought, caught in a half-sober stare as he watched Izzy interact with their foe so casually. He wasn't so sure of the Kivren. He knew what they were, had heard plenty about them, but he'd never encountered them himself. Luckily Izzy seemed to know a thing or two, so when she did...

Were he not guarded by the spirit of the golden armband he wore, were their essences so entwined, then he too may have been seduced by the sweet song that fell upon his ear. And even still, he had to admit as he pulled himself together and rose to his feet, that it was an awfully alluring sound...

How in all hell he had found himself here of all places was an absolute mystery. Where he even was, was in fact also a mystery. He had very little recollection of boarding this ship but he did remember being offered a drink, and he also had even less recollection about how he'd arrived at the...

When Wisteria was finally caught up with him, she'd find him beneath the shade of a tree, knelt with his back to the commotion of the festivities. Whether or not he detected her approach was not at first obvious, but as she drew nearer to him he rose again to his feet. Then, as he turned to face...

"For now," he replied, making no effort to hide that he may have in fact preferred her to say - but there was a game to be played, and this was no time to tarry. With new pieces to put on the board, in was imperative to get them in their places quickly. And it was quite likely Wisteria knew just...

"Indeed," he responded firstly, quite surprised with just how shrewd this Wisteria had proven to be. She'd been paying attention, and that was exactly what Ashuanar was looking for. "Why she hasn't done so is beyond me, and is but another example of why there are things that must now be done,"...

He moved away from her again, taking the dagger from the mantle and returning it to its place. He was... impressed. Anyone lesser would have begged for their lives in the face of him in such a way - she had proved quite a bit to him already. "House Akanamar; you are no doubt familiar with...

And they lingered there like that for a time, holding to their chosen gambit. And in the quiet of the moment Ashuanar looked deeply into the eyes of what could easily be called his prey - though in turn he could also be called hers. The game they now played had reached a precipice, or at least...

"Ask of me anything Vizier, and I shall obey." His movements paused. His fingers wrapped around the hilt of his dagger in a sequential grip. "Whatever you want, it's yours." Slowly his eyes turned to her, and his chin dipped as a strange smile took his lips. There was a glint in his eye just...

"I am the Vizier of the Imperial Host, it is my business to know what goes on in the cities that I defend," he replied, "there are a great many things that I am indeed aware of, however, I am no fool," he took a sip from his drink, "there are a great many things that I am not." He crossed one...

"Oh, my dear," he said as he approached with a drink in each hand, dark spirits poured into ornated decorated goblets, "you presume too much." With a smile he offered her the glass, looking down at her with a diminutive smile, denoting an air of confidence in him. And, true, she did presume too...