Recent content by Cassiane

Cassiane was quiet. Her eyes trained on her wyvern, witnessed the creature stare and listen to the gentle pulls of melodies being made. The wyvern listened, mimicking his rider, and relaxed his body. The great beastie did not fall asleep, incapable of blinking like a human, the nictitating...

Cadfael lifted his head and dropped it with a heavy sigh. He turned his head away, and Cassiane tried to keep her snickers muffled. "Oh... well... certainly not his cup of tea." She grinned as she motioned for the bard to cease. "Perhaps... something like a lullaby? Something soft and...

Cadfael rumbled before huffing out a short breath. The rider snickered. "Oh... I don't think he cares for something so... what's the word? Peaceful." The wyvern's tail flicked like a cat's would, and he kept low to the ground as if to say the song was not worthy rising to. She motioned for...

Cassi grimaced. "I wouldn't know... I am not at all musically talented to make him conditioned to hearing it..." But even if the wyvern had a negative reaction, he would not cause anyone harm... perhaps just frighten them to a certain point. But the wyvern rider began to smile, far too...

Cassi's chuckles were drowned with the deep grumble that came from her wyvern, who heard Voe loud and clear. The wyvern was obedient and cooperative, a rare thing found in the wyverns that occupy the region around Caster Dell. "Oh don't fret. Voe knows you're a good boy!" She cooed with a...

Cassiane knew this had turned to awkward. That even Cadfael could scent the effort the bard was making to keep conversation going. It was not his fault, not when Cassi was not one for her sociable skills. She cleared her throat, paused some, and then winced as she tried to converse again...

"Voe?" That was the only clear thing she heard in this small thing's tumble of words and thoughts on a memory since passed. "My Voe and Otho?" Voe had been her partner in crime, and search and rescue, for a good while and never had she made a friend as trusting and adventurous as him. Cassiane...

Cassiane widened her eyes, "Oh, no... no, you keep that. My buddy should be back soon, he's the cook. Pretty handy one..." She frowned. "Cadfael is picky. Likes his meals... still kicking... if you get what I mean." He enjoyed the hunt, and she was not going to tame his nature. "The Keep...

The wyvern knew someone was approaching long before the beginning notes of the flute were being played. He stirred, lazily, and huffed a breath that made his rider exclaimed in mild disgust and made comment of how atrocious his breath smelled. When that flute reached her, Cassi turned with a...

Cassi raised her brows. "This is quite the team assembled." She admired, watching the wolfess move to scout. "Good fortunes ahead of us, we will see to it that this threat is seen to." Her wyvern stirred, rising to his feet and crooning a low sound. Cassi and Voe learned a while ago that...

"Crispy..." She perked up at the sound of that, and crossed over to take a seat. Her gaze flicked to Darkstride, amused. She could not blame Voe for offering, for the lad enjoyed presenting his cooking to anyone that would like it. She had worked with him on many accounts, got along well with...

"Can we not yell before that sun is fully above the horizon, please." Tired, and grumpy. Cassiane never was able to get a good night's sleep in when her own wyvern had taken to wrapping around the circumference of her tent. Cadfael was a snoozing beast, and his protectiveness over her meant she...