Recent content by Fyzenguard The Unsheathed

*Come high morning, the sun had rose beautifuly as it shined down to everyone in the tavern and even the city. The sounds of mens voices were heard downstairs, rumbiling, laughing, playing, and ready for a new day. Fyzenguard wasn't ready, not yet. Slowly he lifted out of bed awaking...but with...

*Four years had passed, and within those years are in which the kingdom of Fystendolandhymer had become quite once again. Without the councilmen, who plotted against the king, everything had come to peace once more, or for at least a small amount of time. The war between Winterguard and the...

"I wouldn't care, a boy and tyrant like that should be kicked from the throne. Their stealing from us, and father dosn't even know about it. Eventually I will have both their lifes, and blood on my sword. i can almost promise it one day" *Fyzenguard said in a whisper but was as calm as he could...

*Fyzenguard put on a smile, as Bjarke had spoke of marriage. For some reason Fyzenguard had a burning feeling that there wouldn't be any marriage between them. Was it the Fystendnaldymer blood, or a false feeling.* "I'll be glad to show up to the wedding. Can't miss something like that, and if I...

*The small peck was something different, even since they had come of teenage years he has always wanted a kiss from her. Was it strange, that the two were like brother and sister but had special feelings? It was confusing. After the kiss Fyzenguard looked down with a smile, there was no...

*It wasn't overbearing, but yet again it was what she had said. Life was getting hard, both of them could feel it, Asgrid more then Fyzenguard. Those lighting blue eyes kept to hers, and he hadn't looked away as he faced what she had to say straight on. Talking about the expectations that she...

*Fyzenguard hadn't even felt her hand slip from his, he still felt the same comfert from her just being there next to him. Every day he became more satisfied and glad with Asgrid being there with him everywhere within the castle. When they were younger they did most everything together...

*Flefling was a beloved person, who died to a profound cause. A freak accedent, something that should have never happened. Fyzenguard could always Imagien it, in fact he could always dream it, of how it happened. He looked a bit grim as they had talked about her, a symbol of light for the...

*Marrying off, it was a way to connect kingdoms and make strong ties and bonds. But it seems like the same old story over and over, and women dosn't want to. Or she thinks shes not ready. Its something thats been read in fairy tales for hundreds of years. Fyzenguard gave a small chuckle, and...

*As both embraced through the hug Fyzenguard only had pulled back for a moment and looked into her eyes. He had missed her, very much. However he let go of her, knowing she probably hadn't liked much of hugging. He leaned down and tied his boots before picking up his stuff* "Father didn't want...

*Throught the years, Fyzenguard had slowly accepted Ingrid as his second mother. It took a while to convince him of it. But Ingrid would come to find out that Fyzenguard was a well and lovable boy. Very mannered, flattering, and would even go on to say more about himself. This was perfect for...

*The drought had come through Pilsner, those icy blue eyes, but yet handsome looked away. This knowledge slowly wrapped around the king and entangled his mind for moments. He looked back to Ingrid, and the vulnerability that was there, had never seemed to exist. Raising up fully, his head leaned...

"Of course, and your services to my family have been far overbearing. Not every maid can do what you do, not every mother can do what you do. Difference just shows how much more special a person, or persons can be. From father to son, mother to daughter, wife and husband. I was left without a...

*It seemed the sun and the people were the only ones to survive what was left of the world after the great battles of sorceron and king Finrod who perished along side the tyrant whos now dead. Just the thoughts hurt Pilsner, hurt him to know that his father never really got to meet him. Hes...

Reason I call it lifeless is because there isn't much light. Torches yes yes, its what all the council men say but the sun outside." *Pilsner walked over to a curtain and jerked it to the side showing the norther part of the sky. The sun was visible but it still smiled to the small group it was...