“Heya Prist! I am here for the job and food and stuff.” Azlat gave a noticeable and awkward pause at the string of words that had barely formed a coherent sentence. Without so much as a glance at Verra, Azlat could not imagine what possible benefit could this uncultured barbarian could...
Near the portal stone was a delegation sent from Thykla palace to oversee the arrival of requested aid. Some were soldiers, clad in armour forged in the unique angular style of Thagretan smiths. Some were clad in black robes, their heads adorned in golden ornaments from which layers of dark...
Willow-steel? Star-silk? What on Arethil was this stuff? Azlat perked up upon hearing it. She didn't have a clue what made it special, and the names certainly didn't help. What 'willow' had to do with 'steel' was something she could only guess. Whatever connected stars with silk was beyond...
TW:Death in family
“Tha͠nk you. I know…Still…I wish things had gone dif͡ferent.” Azlat replied. Though she knew there was no way she could have known, the spoken assurance was still soothing to hear from a friend. Any number of seemingly benign choices could have altered the outcome, though...
TW: Death in family
“Well, Nytam is training to be an off͝icer of our army, as his father, Hanan, did. He has to stay in Thagretis for training..” She replied, and looked to Esme as she inquired about the conflict. Azlat gave a shake of her head before speaking further of it.
“No. It's been...
The snow crunching beneath her as Azlat took a few steps into the winter landscape before coming to a stop, now armed with the knowledge that it was nothing more than frozen rainfall. She scooped up some freshly snow with the toe of her boot and flicked it a small distance, watching as it pelted...
Azlat cleared her throat with a series of small coughs as she walked away with the shop attendant, slowly browsing the displayed jewellery that lined the shelves beside them. Overly cautious to the point of paranoia, she did her best to appear less conspicuous after that startling encounter...
Azlat returned to the ball and enjoyed a glass of sky wine, which she'd found readily available. Azlat occupied the ball room for the remainder of the evening's tine, which she kept close track as the hour for their meeting approached. She did enjoy the music and a single dance, but spent most...
Azlat was hardly a careful shopper. So long as it looked like something she could resell for a high profit, Azlat wanted to buy it. Aiming to simply return with whatever she could carry, the ratio of value to weight was a foremost factor for her to consider, followed closely by the opulent...
The mere mention of Vel Anir seemed to have the opposite effect that Azlat intended. She'd noticed the glances shot her way by Zael and Magdalina. Aside from its existence, location, and that humans dwell there, Azlat knew little of that place. For all she knew, it could be hostile. War and...
She grieved what became of her daughter. But more so, Azlat lived on in utter fear of what might befall her remaining kin. She had always been devout, but grief had forged her into a violent zealot. In desperation to find some semblance of control, hate had become the tool she reached for to...
Thagretis
Thykla Palace
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The atmosphere within Thykla had been tense these last few days. All knew of the impending double eclipse, but none could prepare for the degree of calamity that would befall them. This one was to be far worse than...
“Finer jewellery than you'll see at the Multi-Facet.”
“...Along with other specialty services you won't see at the Multi-Facet.”
Azlat hadn't initially placed much weight on the words of that first shopkeeper, who had clear motivation to hawk her own wares. Yet the name came up again in the...
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