Recent content by Beksesha Suulet’jabar

Beksesha had barely had time to utter an elemental ward before being seized up. She wrapped her legs about the demon's wrist so it would at least be harder for it to snap her spine, then prepared her spirit to finally see Maelzafan's waiting web if she should fall. The die was cast. To her...

Beksesha nodded curtly toward Sut'rinos Xunari. She focused the wrath wreathing her form into her right hand as she approached the rod and the half-dissolving Matron Tuin'Znar. "You always were a fool, Phaeliss. Had you been less stubborn in your support of Elzyrra, none of this madness with...

Beksesha filled herself full with Maelzafan’s wrath, then reached out towards the three dead Tuin’Znar daughters who had succumbed to her brother’s onslaught, channeling her own rage and righteousness into twisting their dead features, pulling out their fingernails into hooked claws, their...

Beksesha's eyes sought now her brother. He would be alit at a point of high vantage... there. Given celerity by her malice toward the matrons who had taken this foolish action contrary to her proclamation, her whispered command magically sped from her lips to Nimruil's ear: Vallabha-dalninuk...

Beksesha walked forward upon hearing the expected youthful scream of defeat. The acid and fire before her snuffed themselves from her path. She approached Vyx’aria, wrinkling her nose distastefully at the bloody tongue prominently clutched in the queen’s hand. Her voice, clear but unforced...

Clothed in her high priestess’s regalia and flanked by an honor guard of her favored ri’thil and a quartet of young spearwomen. Beksesha proceeded from the gate into the square, briskly walking toward the head of the phalanx of priestesses and temple guards. Someone in the young crowd stepped...

Bekshesha lay on a spidersilk bier, her faithful rath'il working over those pesky obliques that had troubled her ever since the late queen's surprise visit. She heard the thrum, and beckoned toward the golden hourglass with a crisp snap of her fingers. "Bring it. Do not touch the glass." The...

The young rith'ar bowed his head to Nimruil as the spearwomen took up escort positions around the carriage, glaring down the last stragglers of the priestess gaggle. The whole detail looked barely a season removed from graduating cadre. "Forgive our intrusion, O E'spdon Nimruil. Ilharess...

Beksesha frowned at the large hourglass timing some wizard-experiment on a table in the room. It was not like Nimruil to be even a moment late; he was nothing if not fastidious about all details imaginable. Time especially. His tower sounded like time itself might, nary a room without the...

Beksesha Suulet'jabar stared out the window of the mage-tower at the city below as she waited. Goddess willing, her city, soon enough. Dalrithia was already losing her grip on it before she left on her absurd campaign to seize the Duergar capital. Soon the reports of the losses would begin to...

A widely-feared, short-tempered high priestess and house matron disillusioned by the current queen.

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