Recent content by Esmeralda

A satisfying crunch sound let out under Esmeralda and Azlats feet as the stepped out onto the freshly fallen snow. "If I had known yourself and Eklos to have had no familiarity with snow before today I would have prepared you, I see how it can be a strange phenomenon to those who have never seen...

When Esme and Koa made their way back to the ballroom, each grabbing themselves a full glass. She scanned the ballroom, looking for another guest she was told would be in company at the ball , the captains of the Knights of Anatheum. - but much like herself, very few attendees were here in...

With Azlats assurance, Esmerelda placed her weapon back into its hiding place and after slight hesitation, so did her men. "Our apologies Priestess, we weren't aware there would even be a dragon here so naturally we assumed he is a threat." Esmerelda nodded in Norvyks direction, as if to...

"Thank you Ulva, truly." Esme placed her hand softly on her new friend in gratitude. "The kitchens have a set menu unless requested otherwise. Do you mind just asking them to serve breakfast in the sunroom? They will no which one." Starting to rinse her hair she continued, "On your way...

Poundering for a moment, she knew the tavern owners words to be true. Emeralda herself would likely never understand the trails and tribulations her warriors went through if she herself had not spent so much time immersed within them, fighting along side them and living as they did. Then...

As Esme relaxed in the oils, she was happy to here Ulvas rooms were to her liking. "Only the best for my lady in waiting," She said before wetting her face. "As for todays agenda," she sat up and began scrubbing her finger nails. "I have a meeting with my council this morning after we...

It did not take Esmerelda and her men long to find Azlat, though the scene before then was something not one of the four where prepared for. Rounding a corner each of them froze at the sight. There was the Priestess they had come to know and love staring down a damn dragon. "Fuck."...

Like most mornings, Esmerelda woke up to the sounds of birds outside her windows and the smell of warm tea brought in by some servents no longer present. She was not sure as of what to expect when it came to her new lady-in-waiting and in all honesty was pleasantly surprise when she pulled on...

Esme found ore to be a good trade, the Routens were not a mining people so this would trade would assist in both the resources and saving coin if they were to buy it elsewhere. "I am more the happy with the trade. I shall have my council draw up a formal document and send it to you."...

As the monarchs made their way back to the ballroom Esmerelda tried to move the conversation onto light political matters, "Have you had time to think over trading options for our alliance Princess and if the leathers will surfice?" When Princess Gwynnestri and Queen Esmerelda had made...

Esmerelda considered Gwynnestri's answer. "I am glad you are not so constricted when it comes to possible betrothals." She noticed the Princesses anxiety during her answers, Esme took her hands softly. "I can see your thoughts are racing so I want to make it clear, the only reason I...

"Well I am glad everything is alright then." Esme offered them both a warm smile before talking to one of the servents, "Do you mind fetching our guests some furs? And Merelda, why not ask your son to come invite Eklos for some snow day activities." Kneeling down she looked the boy in the...

The first frost had been expectent for quite a while now so she had been running around the last couple of weeks double checking they had enough food in the stores and that extra blankets and furs were being sent out to the refugee out posts. This winter was expected to be a cold one...

The eagles were beautiful beyond measure, regal even. Esme took in their beauty, the novels did them no justice. Then Gwynnestri asked her question and Esmerelda knew the time had come. She showed Koa her hand to signal him to remain a few paces behind. Removing her arm from Gwyns, she...