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Aeyliea's admission that she did not know caused another growl of frustration to rip from his chest as he paced like a caged animal. He glared at her, his eyes searching for answers that even she couldn't provide. The sense of vulnerability hung heavily in the air, like a fog obscuring the...

"Divine? Gods?" Brandr sneered with skepticism, his fear escalating as he grappled with the profound implications of their situation. A sharp intake of breath caught in his chest as the unsettling realisation dawned on him they had not escaped the ominous voice that haunted his mind, and the...

Brandr skidded to a halt as he rushed out into the sunshine, his arm raising to shield his eyes from the unexpected glare until they adjusted. The shadow fell slowly from his face, and he was able to take in the scene properly, but nothing made any sense. Emotions swirled within him, a turbulent...

His hand dropped the shadowy tendril the moment Aey was safely over the edge, but his eyes were on the ditch, his torch held over it and his brow marred with unspoken confusion and his chest still heaving from panic. Other than the sound of the woman's ragged breaths, there was a silence so...

Brandr stumbled back from the edge of the chamber as reality shifted, his heart and mind racing in tandem. He could only squint in confusion at the sight of the dragon, its decaying form coiled upon the ancient dais. The bone-white scales and lifeless eyes sent chills down his spine, but it was...

Feeling another presence in this place, in his mind, had been enough to shake him. He had dealt with mental pain, had known those who could speak to his mind and torment him, who could make him see and hear things that were not there. He had known those who had lost their minds entirely, and to...

There had not been many times in his life that he could recall being truly unsettled by whatever situation he found himself in. Whatever unseen entity that raked its claws through his mind caused the torch to fall from his hand as he whirled on his feet, grey eyes scanning the darkness as his...

Confusion clawed at his mind, but curiosity drove him further into the belly of the mines. He ignored her pondering for no answer nor suggestion of one came to mind. His gaze fell to his boots as the ground under them changed once..and then again, and each time he paused and muttered to himself...

Brandr waved a hand dismissively as she spoke of the Seven again, and he chose to clench his jaw rather than bother arguing with her about weakness. In his mind, he was weak when he bowed to the will of the state, when he killed for nothing other than an order, when he'd suffered the brutality...

"I believe your fate should be your own." he commented bluntly amidst another mouthful of pheasant. "What better strength is there than to know your own mind and make your own decisions? To live your own life as you see fit and not how you are told to live it?" he swallowed. Her question caused...

Flickering flames danced in his grey eyes as they settled on her pensively, his expression stoic as he considered whether her estimation of Dreadlords was true. They were indeed strong, as they were trained to be, but her comment on their weakness caused a bitter sense of shame to weigh down...

She didn't need to mention the treatment he knew she'd been subjected to in the clutches of Vel Anir. That she had managed to free herself was a miracle in itself, and he'd been watching her with some degree of guilt and awe before she mentioned the Dreadlord and his gaze fell back to his meal...

Brandr considered all she had to say as his gaze ventured deeper into the darkness. It seemed to close in the longer he stared at it, and he had to blink hard as he looked back to Aey's pale features illuminated by the warm glow of firelight.. "I'll take a look.. after I've eaten.." he muttered...

He failed to hide the hint of surprise in his expression as she accepted his hand, nor could she hide the obvious pain she was in as her feet met the gravel. He'd been about to insist that she sit and rest when she moved past him, and he huffed out the wasted breath instead.. A hand stroked...

The lightening was like a lash against the skies, and it groaned a deep and furious sound that Brandr felt tremor along his bones, the scent of sulphur already thick on the air. He slowed as Aey did, his grey eyes wandering the ruin of a town for any signs of life, but there were no people or...