An unnatural sound came from Blair. It was a whimper crossed with a shuddering breath, and the Stormguard was unabashed to cover her closed eyes with her hands to keep from glimpsing this stark naked Apollo.
"No, no, no... I am entirely fine." She could barely be heard, but Vontaine barked out...
Blair's first time on a ship, to be over a large body of water, was just darkness behind her eyelids. Grateful for Fabien's hand, the Stormguard did not let go of his hand and forced him to help her up as her eyes were shut tightly. Afraid to see something she would make her melt into the deck...
Never had Blair's cheeks turn so pink, even when she ran multiple fevers in her childhood sickness, the heat that came off them was enough to combat the small traces of ice magic.
"Bl...uh... Blairrr..." She stumbled on the single syllable name, watching as the man raised her grasped hand to...
Blair had never seen a ship before, nor had she seen the water and the port. Her eyes flicked to everything new, as the poor Stormguard had yet to see much of the cities within Anirian territory. Her eyes even whipped to Fabien as he made mention of this ship, pale eyes then transferring to...
Blair gave Fabien a polite smile, bidding him a good night and watched as he disappeared into the darkness beyond their campfire. She turned her pale eyes to Kristen, the smile still living on her face. "Perhaps he has the right idea. You should get some rest too. I can take the first watch."...
It was a freshness of conversation that had Blair so nosy. Never had she thought of romance or even dances! It was much too easy to get caught up in the lives of others. Now, grinning widely, she looked to Kristen eagerly.
"Nobody is interested in me, I can admit that! I am afraid my brothers...
Blair choked on her very breath. How foreign this all sounded to her, that Fabien could speak so casually of a banshee or even for the Initiates to attend any dances at all. She had thought they were reserved for those of nobility and out in societal events. Blair could barely remember the last...
Blair wondered if her eyes widened too big, but she stared at Fabien in astonishment.
"Archon!"
A feat she knew she could never dream reaching! Not that it seemed all that achievable for Blair, but for him to be so young and aiming so high... and spoken with such confidence, she wondered if...
Blair feigned a smile at Fabien's words, "Yes, the lightning weapons are... certainly something." But the blade leaning against her seat on a log was only ordinary in make. It felt foolish to admit to two Dreadlords that her touch of magic made it difficult to work with that gifted to the...
Blair frowned, letting her thoughts on what she heard be seen so easily. Perhaps she was too shocked to hear such a thing, for she fell into a silence that allowed Fabien to continue on with his own anecdote of training.
If she had gone to the Academy, would she have been able to withstand the...
Blair kept quiet, as she often did when a conversation did not need her input. She didn't pretend to busy herself and try to ignore what Kristen and Fabien spoke of, but the subject of the Academy had intrigued her.
She had been too sickly as a child to attend the Academy, and by the time she...
Blair was unable to school the large grin on her face.
"Welcome to the team then!" She declared triumphantly, perhaps too eager in her celebration.
Kristen Pirian Fabien 'King' D'Amour
"Why risk my own?" She countered. It felt like she was arguing with her you ger siblings to get them to do something they didn't particularly wanted to do. "I know my duties can extend beyond that of a Stormguard. I am here for Kristen. For the difference she can make."
Blair, no longer...
Awkwardly, Blair gave a sheepish smile.
She had an idea, she just... hadn't actually put it all together in her head in order to explain it to others. She was not well versed in the training or inner workings of a Dreadlord or Initiate, but Rennick could see things that seemed to fit into the...
"Because you are perhaps the most important to this mission!" Blair blurted. Her freckled cheeks turned a bright pink, her face halfway through grimacing or looking mortified before she continued speaking.
"What I mean to say is, I have heard of your magic, and I may have a Plan A and a Plan B..."
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