Recent content by Faye Valimir

Valimir watched as over time, the salve began to work. "Harker! You got anymore of that samphire?" She called out, just as the second dragon patient was being lowered some feet away, medics already rushing over to inspect and look for similarities. The news of a new treatment taking effect...

She could never be sick of his attentive care. Faye settled comfortably with him beside her, both careful not to move her wrapped wrist too much. The concoction of drugs helped with the pain, but she tried to minimise the uncomfortable bandage and natural healing her wrist was going through. At...

Only his voice at her ear, whispering such promising things would have her breathless, teeth biting into her bottom lip to keep from gasping for air. By the time the medic appeared, Faye's mouth was dry and she cleared her throat, smiling to them. "Yes, but nothing that I haven't experienced...

The blind dragon used his bonded rider's eyes to see, taking in the state of the dragon before him. His jaw opened slightly, warmth felt by his bonded, but his tongue tasted the air. Exhausted and uncomfortable, the dragon to be treated put up no fight at the white dragon moved and nuzzled into...

There were many reasons why she slowly fell for this man. They were young, physical and full of desire, but that spark never died. It ignited. Spread and grew with each year, and they learned how to be tender, how to care, how to truly love together. Faye knew not many would understand her...

Faye remained quiet for a while, allowing the men to talk. After all, it wasn't often that Carlyle brought someone to their home, especially when trying to hire someone. Still listening to the conversation, she would dip her bread into her soup and take a bite of the softened piece, slowly...

"It is only a break," Faye brushed his concerns, his guilt, aside, "and I only intend to suffer it for a few days before having Cathán heal it." Her white dragon, while blind, had the ability to wield magic, like many other white dragons. Cathán was a healer, the stepping stone for Faye to...

Whatever Az had said seemed to please Faye, for she smiled and gestured them all to begin eating the dinner. She trusted Carlyle, had always trusted him as her father trusted him when they were both young, and knew him bringing along a guest to their home was a safe bet. She was not overly...

"Distribute these." Faye ordered another medic. The first dragon was being slowly placed down some ways away, and the dark haired woman shouldered her kit and started to move to meet the riders undoing the restraints on the large god. She tapped the shoulder of a medic, gesturing them to...

Pleasant as always, Faye chuckled at their assumption of table manners. As long as the meal was enjoyed and the table was cleared and clean after, there was not so much table manners to be spoken of in this house. "First and foremost, no admittance into the workshop unless I have invited you...

Faye did not flinch like the men that held her back as Terrast's body fell back, bolt impaling his skull. She used their distraction to push some of them off of her, just as Cathán roared. She could hear the commotion outside, unable to tell if it were Ascendants coming onto the scene or not...

Faye's smile graced her lips once she heard her love announce his presence, but her eyes had perfect sight of the street their home was situated in. Some has risen from their beds and peered outside at the commotion, and down the street, she heard the unmistakable roar of several dragons, roused...

Faye leaned her head against Carlyle, smiling as his familiar warmth graced her. It did not waver even as he spoke of having company over on such short notice. "Look at you, bringing home strays." Was it not him that begged her to stop feeding or caring the stray Kesh dragons after last year...

She had been working in the workshop all day, polishing the cooled down creations and packaging them carefully for distribution to those that paid a fine price for articulate work. Faye spent time cleaning and clearing out her space, having finished all the commissioned work asked of her, and...

"I don't want to hurt you. But you can't stop me." Faye spent years honing her skills and reflexes by navigating the Wylds. The first man through her window received a crossbolt to his chest, and Faye soon had another loaded to fire towards Terrast. Someone jumped before him and got caught in...