Recent content by Haelyn

Her ears were new to the cacophony of creatures and critters, unable to differentiate the voices, the cries, the fear. Haelyn herself did not know how to stop listening, to stop feeling the dwellers of the Wyld, and felt their fear. Felt their panic and terror. She wore it for them, humanising...

"The stones. Hear how they quiver, how they hesitate under our feet? They do not wish to be pressed into the earthen floor, they ask to be kicked, hidden, away." Her knees bent slightly, as if she would crouch down to be as small as the tiniest rocks that found their way here. Instinct and...

For one so young and able to be free with her speech and thoughts, Haelyn could not find the words to convey the struggle she felt, the anger that heated her blood, nor the reason that steered her down such a path. But she could admit it, at least, be open to how she felt and not need to give...

Anger spoke to Haelyn. It gave her thought, a moment to reflect on why she could feel a resonance with Syr Josai's spoken memory. The squire had many a thing go wrong in her childhood, but to have ended up at the monastery was not her true decision. It was a last chance for her to make a change...

Haelyn's cheeks puffed slightly, dropping her gaze to the table she sat at in contemplation. Well now she had to think of something. What if... hm, no. How about... no, that could be disastrous. "Arbok. Remember that drinking challenge you took part of? I dare you to mix all the drinks...

Haelyn sighed. What patience she had in not rolling her eyes, but frowned at Arbok. "Truth or dare?"

Haelyn frowned, letting it fester into a scowl as she turned to face Roki. But as she spoke, the words were addressing someone else. "Lou. Dare me to punch Roki."

"I want to be a bird." She answered quickly to cut off Roki loudly.

Haelyn blinked at Lou, straightening up in her seat as all eyes turned to the small squire. Brown eyes met every stare, wondering what they would be thinking she would choose. Truth or dare? She could be daring. With enough motivation and headspace to stick to it, she could see herself...

Haelyn looked to Josai as she spoke, and it came easily to her that all her appreciation and graciousness were conveyed in the smile reserved for her. Were other Sworn Knights this eager to help, this easy to converse with? What else could she learn from others? She had been glad for the way...

Haelyn shrunk back in her seat, watching Roki take on the challenge that Arbok set after taking Haelyn's unwanted seat. With forced boredom on her visage, she gave a half hearted clap of her hands, although she had rather enjoyed watching Arbok lifting Roki for that mere moment. The way his...

Haelyn kept the bell close, a small and tentative smile lifting at the corners of her mouth. "Shall we wander a little more then?" They had sat down for a while now, or at least, longer than what Haelyn found comfortable. She was on her feet in seconds, stretching and shaking her legs and...

Something awful settled in the pit of her stomach. Her eyes narrowed over the brown eyes that stared in contempt, her mouth set into a frown as she watched Roki proceed to get into the right position for such a stunning fantastic feat for one push up. "What if I refuse?" Came her soft voice...

Haelyn had heard talk of many Sworn calling out to the Wyld and fighting alongside that which they had summoned, had heard of those that shifted into forms of the Wyld, and those that knew the secrets and passages of the Wyld's terrain. She was hopeful for the first time since arriving at the...

Haelyn blinked and found herself following the direction of Arbok, sat between the two giants in comparison to her average height. She felt small, young again, and quietly sat and listened. She was only reading a book earlier, and now thrust into socialising with those she was not too familiar...