Recent content by Ashyr

It was an apt enough comparison, if simple. He frowned for a moment as he looked towards the fire. The question she asked was not one he would, or even really could answer. He still wasn't entirely sure what the answer was himself. A frown touched his lips for a few moments. Fingers rubbed...

He frowned for a moment, but ultimately decided that the truth wouldn't be too harmful. It was information she could easily gathering her own. He was certain that the Rangers knew somewhere, and rumors in a town would eventually swirl anyway. The Greywatch was secretive, but not to the point of...

"We don't." He answered with a simple shrug, avoiding the question of his own chapter. It was not something he was interested in answering. The Greywatch was better left unexplained, particularly given their nature. The less people knew the better. "Some Chapters are still at war today." Ashyr...

The cabin door wasn't easy to pry open, the lock had all but rotted away and it seemed the damn place was falling apart. A thin layer of dust covered everything, but it seemed that the place was mostly intact. If he had to guess he would have said no one had been here in years, and it was...

"Apparently there's a lot of things you don't understand." Ashyr commented cooly as the cabin came into view. In truth, he couldn't blame her for thinking such things about the Templar. A few hundred years ago it had been true, but there was a reason that the Order had fractured into a thousand...

The question made him bristle slightly, mostly because he didn't have an answer. Ashyr still didn't grasp the ramifications of...of what he was now. He felt like an echo of a human being, something that should have been normal but just wasn't. A shrug rolled over his shoulders. "Guess Templar...

Ashyr didn't seem to be plagued by the same cold, and in truth, he really wasn't. The river was freezing, he knew that, but...it just didn't seem to touch him in the same way that it did her. Not even a shiver ran down his spine as he slowly pushed himself off the ground and glanced up towards...

By the time they reached the beach even Ashyrs muscles had begun to ache. A dull throb ruptured through his arms as he pulled himself onto the sandy shore, his head glancing up almost immediately out of a deeply instilled paranoia. The Templar have expected another clutch of orcs to be standing...

Had he been wearing his plate he would have already drowned. Quietly he was thankful that he'd gotten rid of it, even though he mourned it's loss. He heard the Ranger calling over the sound of the rushing water, his head kept above the waves by powerful strokes of his arms. No panic set into...

The Templar looked back towards the Orcs. It was two of them, for now, but he had fought enough of them to know that the numbers hardly stopped where you wanted them to. There were always more. While it was two orcs now, in the beat of a heart it would be five. "Fuck." Ashyr said with a...

Ashyr grabbed the dagger, slipping it into his palm as the other hand began to drag on his boots. He'd just gotten the second one on his foot when suddenly the orc barked out his command. Ashyr glanced up just in time to see two of the green creatures turn, their heads arching directly towards...

The chains suddenly snapped as Ashyr wrenched against them. He'd always been strong. Always trained himself to be among the best, but he'd never been that strong. For a brief moment shock overtook him, and the Templar nearly went tumbling over a large root before he found his footing once more...

The link in the middle of his shackles was all but broken, the impact of the orcs blow having cut through the wrought iron well enough. Ashyr glanced around himself, searching briefly for the Key and not finding it. He let out a quiet curse, then quickly scrambled to his bare feet and quickly...

"Fuck!" The Templar cursed as he felt his boots slip from his feet. Being barefoot in the forest was never a good thing, hardly now at all. His fingers however were still wrapped around that key. Almost as soon as he hit the dirt Ashyr quickly ducked low and freed his ankles of the cuffs that...

As soon as Monty pushed back against him and began to spin, Ashyr pulled the chains away from around her throat. His hands dipped low, and for a brief moment she would feel a swipe at her hip as he grasped for the key to his shackles. As soon as he felt his fingers wrap around the small length...