Recent content by Bani

Bani had to exert all of her restraint to not drink from the cup immediately, but despite her best efforts some of her parents' lessons had sunk into her skull, so she refrained until their host drank from his own vessel. She managed to only slurp a little bit as she greedily took the drink...

"We're the discount service?" Bani didn't like the sound of that at all and she muttered angrily some choice words. Her temper evened as quickly as it rose, however, and she was distracted at once by the sea of tents that faced them. There was just the right amount of flash and motion here. By...

Bani had known she might be overtaken in this first section. Ok… would most likely be overtaken, but that didn’t make her simmer with any less anger. Nymbos’ four-winged dragon was making short work of this sheep section, and Bani was focused on her long enough not to realize how thick the air...

Bani could feel every muscle of Vexillion's body coiling in rhythmic waves, lifting them higher and higher into the sky bit, by bit, by bit. Her jaw was clenched and she held herself as close to his back as possible, trying to bury her tiny frame into his feathers. The smaller she could make...

Bani wanted to tack an addendum to Melisandre's statement, something about punching, but Vhagor started talking again and ruined the moment. She did listen, though. She wasn't always good at that part, but despite what Vhagor's tone might suggest Bani was not an idiot. Immature and arrogant...

Bani shifted her weight and yawned in exactly the way her mother told her not to: mouth uncovered, head leaned back, a piece of grit stuck to her teeth. Her glass lenses hid that her eyes were half closed until she lifted them to wipe the tears of boredom from her face. She hated waiting, and...

“What the fuck kinda race is this,” Bani muttered to herself, angrily adjusting her goggles and fastening the clasps on her jacket. “Fuckin’ cargo carryin’ fuckin’ sheep fuckin’ drake-shit” Vexillion gave a baritone chitter and flared his feathers, turning to look at her with a golden eye...

Bani’s expression had gone from impish to manic. “Lemme get a good look at’cha,” she reached up as high as she could to clap her gloved hands to hold Rai’s face steady. She squinted one eye, then the next. “There we go! Wanted to remember your face, since I’m not gonna see it again until you...

Leovold may have held respect for Bani, but Bani gagged at the swagger he threw at Raimond. Raimond’s retort wasn’t much better, and between the two of them and the old bear Vhagor there were entirely too many men yelling about very boring things. It was Evirea to the rescue with her shiny...

Main Plaza Bani had to take almost two strides for each of Melisandre's, shimmying her feet alongside the other woman's elegantly flowing dress. The streets didn't seem so cramped to her, proportionally she had plenty of room. Even with the minor parade of nobles and dragons it was much more...

Bani gave Leovold a wink. "Yeah they're the tops-pleeugh!" Her cocky grin had collapsed as she tasted the insect in her teeth, and she doubled over into a fit of coughing and spitting. Vexillion roused, raising and shaking out his dark feathers before setting them down gently as though nothing...

From above, the city glittered upon the scales of a hundred hundred dragons. It would continue to do so for some time, well into the golden dusk and far into the flame-lit night. The opening demonstrations were just the start. After all, the main event had chosen to be fashionably late. A black...