Recent content by Carlyle Arevalo

For as difficult as the the last few days had been for the both of them, Faye seemed intent on distracting him from his gripes. It was difficult to be malcontent with the honeyed innuendos of one so beautiful as Faye Valimir softly playing through your ear, the subtle heat of her lips against...

Despite Carlyle's drastically low expectations for his two compatriots, they once again surprised him with their willingness to charge headlong into obvious peril at the drop of a hat. Both Bani and Leovold balked only a moment at the idea that the storm was the product of the arcane before...

They'd gotten what they'd wanted from Faye's aunt: A freedom from the confined lodgings they'd been confined to, a chance to make a new living in a new setting, without the shackles of the past clinging desperately to their ankles. Still, it was glum and dreary as they departed, as droll as the...

Zeodag surged ahead of the others, happily putting more distance between himself and the pair he was so regrettably partnered with. Even the malcontent Zeo found himself rather impressed with Iralux's protective haven, an acknowledgement Caryle felt through their bond, and appreciated even more...

Carlyle's relationship with Faye had always been one of mutual stabilization. Neither held a particularly normal life, and with that abnormality came stressors. Whenever one of them began to crack under the pressure, the other was always there to be strong, to bear the load for both of them...

Carlyle was, conspicuously, the last to arrive. Zeodag had awaited him in the field, a black mass of scales and teeth hunched over impatiently, burning violet eyes locked on the incoming storm. The bond between the two differed than the ordinary union of Ascendant and Dragon; Carlyle could not...

Faye enjoyed these visits, and in the particularly bleak circumstances they'd found themselves in she needed every bit of joy she could get. So Carlyle did what every good and decent partner does for their better halves, and kept his mouth shut. There was nothing to be gained by voicing his...

At Faye's reassurance, Carlyle did smile. Even so, as she slipped away and turned to the wardrobe the look of concern did not waver from his features. It had not been telling her outright that he'd meant to warn against. In asking a favor of her, they indirectly connected her to everything that...

Carlyle's head briefly turned from the window, quirking a brow at Solherre's manners. He'd be rather cross with the nobleman, if it wasn't so amusing the level of ego that every word he spoke carried. Powerful and esteemed though Leovold may be, he'd no idea what he was talking about when it...

Carlyle could have remained there, bathing in those green pools of her gaze for the rest of the day, and perhaps the next as well. Even amid the turmoil that had taken hold of them over the last week, disrupted their operations and stolen their home from them, there was safety and shelter in her...

"You are certain?" It wasn't clear who the man leaning into the wall in the corner of the room was speaking to. His voice was little more than a mutter, and his head had turned away from the rest of the group. It was uncharacteristic of Carlyle Arevalo to so readily volunteer for such a mission...

It was for that reason which he's sought her counsel in the first place. Carlyle's face fell, to see the sorrow his darling had been battling renewed by his own words was crushing if not somewhat expected. Logically, the transaction made sense; They gained valuable property, valued far higher...

There would be plenty of time to revel in each other's bliss at a later time, as much as Carlyle craved her at all hours. That there was so little to stop him, naught but clothing and inhibition in between them certainly didn't help him with his resolve. Even so, the proposal he'd been offered...

Carlyle had been lost in his thoughts and designs for what was to come in the following hours. At least, that is what it appeared from an outside perspective. In reality, Arevalo sought the counsel of the black behemoth Zeodag flying high overhead, a quiet and impatient temperament soaking every...

There were some wounds that even the bond of a Dragon could not heal; Broken bones and ended flesh could always be repaired, but bruises upon the heart and fractures of the soul were not so simple to ease and soothe. Even when removed from the site of heartbreak that his recklessness had brought...