Recent content by Fabien 'King' D'Amour

Once again, the D'Amour boy offered a deep, respectful bow to the Empress. Then he shot a glare towards Heller. "I request that we get this done as quickly as possible, so that we can leave," King sneered as he began to walk away.

For his part, King looked hesitantly to Vittoria. He dared not disobey an archon, but he wouldn't leave his closest friend to be devoured, either. Not without her approval... "Vitt...?"

"I am not jealous," King hissed, planting a death glare firmly on Avery. "She and I are good friends, nothing more. And I aim to keep it that way." The colors within the room just kept on getting brighter, such that it was starting to give the boy a bit of a headache. And who the hell was...

"If you're going to conjure anything upon me it would be in both our best interests if you made it quick and painless," he hissed, quite uncomfortable with even the idea of holding Avery's hand as he began to guide her across the dance floor, much less the act of it. The blond drew attention...

King led Blair up to the deck and stepped on board. As he did so he took in the sight of the deckhands. His eyes widened despite himself, and suddenly he was as red-faced as Blair was. Embarrassment flushed through him, rapidly matching the anger that had filled him just moments before. "Oh...

King let a moment more pass, then cleared his throat. "The...abomination, that sundered Liadain and brought Elbion to ruin, your Grace?" King was lucky that Evangeline was so knowledgeable, and that she insisted that her younger brother remained informed as well. The tremors of Drakormir's...

Only on the graces of the Lady's patience did King not inflict great violence upon the good baron. He grit and ground his teeth, scowling after Ridgemont as Kristen once again captured his attention. The man was not fit to touch Blair, much less Kristen, and yet he seemed to have no sense of...

To have even allowed this to happen, to be captured like this...what a disgrace. It would have been bad enough if it were just King alone that had been subjected to this failure, but Vittoria had to be dragged along with, and Marcia had to be witness to it. He would have been sick with...

Well...this was...substantially worse than what King had imagined. Shockingly so. King felt his face twitching with a cocktail of emotions under the unwanted attention of the seaborne escorts leaning out of the ship, mostly somewhere between anger and humiliation. Baron Ridgemont was lucky...

King wiped a tear of joy from his eye as Marcia fled the room, his raucous laughter finally dwindling away. He hardly noticed the odd way that light was refracting through the little bead of liquid on the end of his figure as he washed his little giggle fit down with another mouthful of cordial...

The road thus far has been more than a little dull, with nothing more than idle chit chat to pass the hours. As the group approached their next stop, King couldn't help but wonder exactly how far ahead the noble girl at the helm of the operation had prepared. "One of those quick clipper ships...

By far the funniest series of events King had witnessed in years unfolded before his very eyes. He wasn't sure what the best part was, the kiss itself or the reactions to it. All he did know was that he thought he might die from second hand embarrassment if it weren't so gods-be-damned...

"Well," King said shortly, more than over the conversation and longing for an excuse to be done with it all. He raised a simple cup of water he had at his side with a smile he'd long since practiced into looking genuine. "Here's to all our good fortunes then. To Kristen and Alistair, to Blair...

King's smirk lingered on Avery as she fled. Pursuing wasn't his style, and the point had been made. So arm in arm he traipsed across the floor with Vittoria, the drink table before them. "I suppose," he answered her question in a bored tone, watching as the two odd proctors filled a pair of...

Realization seemed to dawn on every member of the party, too late. "Aye, let's g--" King agreed with Vittoria right in time for the Kaliti reinforcements to arrive. "Shhhit." His rapier and sword-breaker were out in a flash, but the group was surrounded on all sides. The assassins--"Hands," as...