Recent content by Hector

It was... odd hearing his name cheered out. Brought a warmth to his cheeks and a fluttering to his stomach. Half a laugh too as he rubbed the end of his nose with the back of a knuckle. When he saw Lori though, he smiled all the brighter. Her face an odd mix of emotions he couldn't quite...

Fingers sprawled and flexed into a cage of bone and flesh that held there in the will of fire, transcribed into the earth and fed with the will of life, Hector pointed his blade-wand down toward the sigil of the north, the edge of his heirloom blade traced with the the golden light of his...

Quick steps knocked against the warm stone. Dust swirled and billowed, as sun and flame set the clouds to glow. So far beneath the day's light. All set to settle, as the horrid grind and groans of the armor's animat parts whirred and hissed in overworked protest. His heart, pump-pump-pumped as...

Tall was the figure that loomed over Marannie. The girl, small before the broad form, stood straight backed, chin raised, with her hands balled into fists at her side. Trembling. Even as the storm of clatters and squawks noisied about her, Marannie stood tall. "I've already told you, Korvo...

Roll: 17 Hammer throwing. Wasn't that long ago since Syr Edelbert had taught his lesson on the sport. Said, the technique helped encourage a fuller physique, training strength, simultaneously with- "Water, Hector?" "Oh, yes, thank you," he said with a nod. Took a measured drink from the...

A long breath out, his eyes still lit by the light of Flame as his limbs fell to the side. Gruki and Kaarle could hold the creature outside. The beast stunned upon the cold ground after Gruki's onslaught. With his heart hammering strong in his chest, Hector, felt the seconds bleed by. Felt...

Roll 16 "Really wish I could go without this band," Hector said with a pout his finger carefully worked neath the folds of the magic ward that dug into the flesh of his bicep. Trying to play it loose. Come the call for the log work, Hector stopped his fussing, took a deep breath, and made...

Heart in his throat, Hector eyed the room, his ears still ringing from the shriek that had shattered the shutters and left his legs a wobble. Pulse quickened, he turned left, then right. Heard the commotions outside. Fly, his instincts told him. Fight the threat. His teeth ground together...

Steady, and sure, Hector followed after, head keeled toward Lori as she gave voice to her concerns. He nod. "Already feels like an entire season's gone by," All that transpired now. Their original task, to tend to the ties with Altamar, and supplicate their support in the form of a Rider...

He laughed as she shift and snugged all the more against him, a glowing coal to his flame. He held her firm in his arms, as his fingers grasped tender. "Lucky me," he said, head keeled with hers as they shared the moment. "To be just here then," he pressed his lips, just behind her ear. A peck...

Maranie stopped to ponder the question. Hector looked over at the still sleeping guard. Would he be alright? He looked back to Lori and Marannie, looked up to the trails of smoke that rose against the silvery grey of the sky. "Doesn't look to be night, or day," He said idly as he hopped out...

Hector blinked, at the sound of his name. The grim expression he had warn, suddenly wide with unspoken worry. "Captain Selene!" he sounded equal parts surprised as he was relieved. "Yes, Captain, I, well," he cleared his throat, and with a flick of his hand, a dash from left to right, the...

"Right then," he said, with a casual, almost cheerful, resignation. He lingered with her just a moment longer as he looked out across the dark shimmer of the waters and all the plays of light that traced about it. Their own faces, morphed and changed with the lap of the ripples and waves...

A red light. The mark of danger. His core still hot, though his limbs felt more vulnerable to the cold. The price of magick, beginning to show. He held tight to the weave of flame, its threads spooled in his gut. The cold shapes of Saskia's shades traced forward. Hector forced calm into...

Hector stood in silent vigil. The wind rustled through the leaves, and the sword burned on.