Recent content by Florinthe Othal

Florinthe regaled Zana with another bit of gossip she'd heard involving Talus and a petticoat - although she wasn't necessarily sure if it was true - apparently one of the Guards she had worked with had sworn it to be so. After a few moments, she paused. The situation inside the room had...

She glanced towards the trio curiously. Each figure within the group seemed to have their own quirks - their own curiosities. Florinthe had lived a sheltered life, a tool of the state, heavily regulated and controlled - yet before her, she witnessed a small microcosm of sentient life. She...

She smiled warmly towards Zana as she watched her friend take the tea from the tray. Carefully, she placed the remainder drinks on a small table and downed the contents of the whiskey. After witnessing some of the ongoing in Brackard's chamber, she certainly needed something heavy to cleanse her...

Florinthe navigated her way through the maze that was the safehouse. As a general rule of thumb, it seemed as if every Luana safe-house within the various anirian cities had distinct and separate lay-outs. This led to confusing configurations of rooms and, especially when visiting for the first...

Florinthe paused to consider William's statements. Thankfully, for her at least, Melfa piped up and asked the very question she had been holding. She grinned at the Komodi, for she too was clueless. What was a yiz? She had made a point to ignore the Komodi eating the gristle, bones and skewer...

Florinthe watched the giant ogre tenderise the prisoner. Each blow made her wince and she found her stomach gnawing. Morbid curiosity kept her eyes fixed on the scene before her. Regardless, her attempts at looking away had been rewarded with an overactive imagination coupled with the noises of...

Florinthe had decided to stay and watch what unfolded. He knew Zana was struggling right now - she had her suspicions as to why, but she did not wish to open any wounds. Sloan, being Sloan, was ensuring Zana would cope and would return to her usual self. That left just Florinthe to remain steady...

Florinthe grabbed one of the skewers that dangled precariously above the roaring campfire. She grinned and took a long bite out of the measly portion of meat that was the hare. The young mage didn't particularly enjoy camping, she much preferred the luxuries at home - but she knew there was fun...

Florinthe grabbed the man they had captured as per Brackard's orders. He was lighter than she expected and she had little problem manhandling him into the safe house. As she passed the figure of Gurian she kept her eyes low. He was a letch and a creep kept out of the public eye for those very...

"Oh Jeriah, my day job involves killing elves, killing civilians, killing... well... anything. Honestly, you don't need to charm me, it'll be good to try my hand at something else." Florinthe smiled innocently. She knew being the muscle she would, in fact, have to kill something. That said, at...

Florinthe withdrew her spear from the final guard and nodded, with a quick flick of the wrist she shook off some of the remaining specks of blood that dotted her weapon and turned towards her comrades. The work was quick and easy. She hadn't expected a fight from mere guards, but she knew to...

"Probably for the best, imagine... Trying to enforce a contract against a Dreadlord." She winked, her mind picturing a nameless enforcer trying to attack one of her more unsavoury comrades. "Sounds good so far, I'm not sure how heists normally go, do we talk shop before we've escaped Cerak or...

Stay safe Halo, hopefully, write with you soon when you're back!

"Jeriah Thackett, are you trying to get me drunk to agree to your schemes?" She squealed playfully, before bursting out into a brief fit of giggles. The wine had definitely begun to hit the Dreadlord. "Smart move really, can't say I blame you." She laughed, punching the rogue directly in his...

Florinthe breathed, her gaze fixed on Elise for a few moments. Suddenly, as if cold water washed over her, she felt her fear and terror of the woman evaporate. It felt as if a magical hold had suddenly snapped and Florinthe felt the fear and anxiety that seemed to overcome her whenever near this...