Recent content by Faye Valimir

She gave him a wry smile before reaching for where she put down her glass. Bringing the rim to her lips, she took a slow sip of it's contents as she contemplated. "Alright. That seems a fair trade. You are not afraid of things getting hot? I do work with dragon fire and would hope you are not...

"Oh, gods no." Faye laughed, giving him an incredulous look. "No, you are far better company than those types." A hard worker. Someone unafraid of getting dirty and doing the long yards. That dedication made her like him in the first place. Resonate with him. "I am not asking you to find...

Faye winced. She had thought they would secure shelter in a cave, but had to tell herself there was no use in beating herself up over it and to trust in Talorgan's expertise. He certainly looked the part. But Faye did not mind him. Two souls happy to take in the wilderness, she found his...

Faye smiled. She did not question him on his praise, nor did she poke fun at the change in his tone. She would take it as it was, an observation and respect as not all could come to face what she endured and still ventured out from the safety of the city. "It is a Tsonye dragon we are looking...

It seemed that her words left room for Talorgan to find a middle ground that did not entirely break the rules of leaving the party altogether and being away from the side of the room where all the dancing and merriment of high class denizens momentarily forgot the reason they were all in...

Faye grinned, amused and in agreement with his sentiments. "Yes, I am far too grateful to finally make a friend that runs in these circles, even if this is not your type of entertainment." Her smile softened to something of appreciation. "But you are well and right to suggest we stay far from...

The question did not faze her. Not when she had answered it so many times in the past. Curiosity had run rampant in those times, even her clients were dancing around the question for a while before bringing it up. It was rare for anyone in Thanasis to be close to death and still live to tell the...

Faye looked around their surroundings, trying to find the small number of participants in the Rising that were present. Only a few faces stuck out, and she frowned. "I hear a rumour that a Marked One is to join. It does not appear they are in attendance tonight... although I do not blame them...

Faye grinned widely, "You are a good friend." She thanked him by patting his arm as they moved towards a server carrying a tray of wine. "Another hour, and then I will release you to the freedom of being at an event with all your favourite people." That had been a jest, for Faye had learned...

"It is even nicer to leave the indoors. I unfortunately have inherited my father's artistic nature and my mother's penchant for the wylds. She was a dragon tamer. Like to also travel into the borderlands and beyond to tend to any dragon that needed medical attention. Hm, another thing I picked...

Faye did not mount up to her saddle upon her dragon, not when she preferred to go for a walk after sitting a few hours awaiting Talorgan. It felt nice to stretch her legs, to change the scenery she had near memorised. "I am a glassmaker, Cathàn helps me in the workshop with his fire to blow...

Turning her head to meet the unmistakable visage of Talorgan, she brightened at her new friend's presence. He looked much different to the man she had met first in the Wylds, and that now he had been scrubbed clean and forced into formal attire. "Good gods, I have never seen someone look quite...

Talorgan. It did not ring a bell, but he certainly lookd the part of a tribal person than a Thanasian. The fact he had a wyrm and not any dragon breed also painted him as odd in her experience. "I want to travel towards the coast. There is a dragon I am searching for that I can collect...

"Yes, I did." She answered without missing a beat. "Packing an entire kit worthy for being out on the field did not see viable to me when salves and vials can keep one alive." This was not her first time out in the Wylds. She had been coming out here for years now, had learned things from the...

"Your mask!" Delighted a guest, stopping to marvel at Faye. "And that dress! Artisan made..." And then her eyes widened, recognising that the glass beads on her dress, and the perfectly made mask out of glass meant that the woman would be Faye Valimir. "You have a talent! A great talent!"...