Recent content by Carling d'Argent

Carling's laughter was never the same. After she had bit into her own bird call biscuit, upon hearing Nuir's birdsong, Carling's laugh had taken on something more of a hiccup and chuckle all the same, until it stumbled into something like raucous laughter. The vendor frowned. "Oh, I thought...

The others had seemed to forgotten about her. None came to her aid, just all well, for Carling had felled her beast efficiently all on her own. It fought like many other monsters she had come across before, and despite without her usual gear, she still knew how to bleed out and incapacitate a...

Carling's bright eyes found the owner to that voice, her grin easy to summon before recognition became prominent. "Ah, yes. In a pit that has never smelled better and a blade gifted to me." The Yaegir's hand patted at her left thigh, where a leather bound blade protruded from it's sheath. It...

Saint Clover's Day always rolled around in the early Summer. In Alliria, it was observed simply for a goblin centuries ago that liked to get away with mischief. There had been months stretching into years of things being misplaced without recollection, your boots that you habitually left at the...

This was not the moment to make cheek at Tall Teddy. It was life and serious wounds that could get infected in here or even straight up death, and so Carling knew not to lose her focus now. She still smiled each time the beast whipped around to follow her, but she was grateful for the...

A grin spread across her face, her bright yellow eyes agleam with appreciation for the gifted sword. With enthusiasm, she threw down the sticks, taking the offered blade and lifted it up and down to test it's weight. "Oh, this will do nicely!" She liked the responses given by the others...

"Ah, fiddleshits." The Yaegir's lament was short lived by the winning grin on her face. "It's got a tail." Her grip on the two sticks she had been given tightened, prepared to wield them as soon as the gate to their tunnel opened. She keened her head to one side, speaking to Aurra who had come...

PATH THREE "Oi, Yaegir Hunter. You have show now." The Jailer rattled his many keys against the bars of her door, as if she hadn't been watching his approach as he came down the hall towards her. "Boss says you is goods with two sticks." "Two swords, perhaps?" She gleaned. "Yes, yes. Two...

Cerak should have been the place that was a get in, get out situation. She had been here more than a few days, long enough to hear the commotion of new arrivals, but that was only just a rumour. Carling simply came to deliver the head of whatever that monstrosity was called, but killed it...