Recent content by Iliris

The last bits of their journey to their new home were marked with the dull edge of exhaustion for Iliris. Whatever magic had hit her in the forest had dissipated soon enough, but left unpleasant traces after itself, making her eyelids heavy, her movements sloppier than usual. She was thankful...

Iliris had known before that any magic could go askew, any spell fall a prey to another or a faulty event, but she had never experienced it on her own skin like that. When she first learned her only magical skill, only trouble she ever had, had come from not being able to go all in. Stepping...

The events were quickly slipping out of her control, and Iliris did not like it the slightest. Although it wasn't time for emotions now. They were in the middle of a battle, and the dry facts were all that mattered. Fact number one: the were two of the skulls and one had gotten to Stella. She...

"Well then," Iliris cleared her throat, sitting upright, taking a moment to gather her thoughts. "It was my first spring as a proper hunter, and we had just noted that the forest was being unusually quiet..." and so she went on, telling the tale of how they tracked the wolf for days, laid in...

They had traveled far, but they would need to cross even more land and sky to get to their destination. Iliris could feel how tiredness was starting to wrap around their little group, wariness of the unknown landscape around them. At least she herself felt that. She had lived in the Spine for...

Aivrid has to pay.

Their faith had been cruel. And they had been not worthy of carrying it properly, not before, but, Ilirs thought as she looked at more and more keepers gathering around, maybe they would be in the future. There were new faces all around, dragons, elves, humans, all sorts of folk, all united by...

Was it doomed to be like this? When she found her true place somewhere, when she discovered new purpose, shield brothers and sisters, a faith worth salvaging no matter what, when it all came to her, only to be crushed by something once more, something she couldn't help. First time it had been...

I'm all for caves as well. Also, volcanic island provides different elements for our wide range of dragons, which might not all feel that well in one less extreme habitat. And, well, yeah, can't have dragons without caves, am I right?

The damned thing went up in flames that would have killed anything else, yet it still continued to move, to convulse in the same wicked way, even more so than before, making something in Iliris' stomach twist as she was running. She would have been truly afraid, if not for Freya and Oris next to...

As many as the obstacles had been in their way, as many as more and less powerful foes and magic, they, the dragon keepers, had always come out, often stronger than ever. At least Iliris liked to believe that it was so, that they were tempered by the most unfortunate events as metal got tempered...

Iliris watched as the beast appeared from below the ground with terror, mixed with an equal part of wonder. Not about the monstrous worm, no, but the men and women she once lived among, who found the very purpose of their lives in massacring creatures like this. There were countless innocent...

"Thank you," Iliris replied to Freya's words, touched far deeper than her cool exterior could ever show. She had told her story to only a few people behind, she could count them on fingers of her left hand and there would be spare ones left, and she had heard a few responses before. Pity...

Iliris had been away from the other dragon keepers lately more than she had been with them, and although it did made her feel guilty at times, she had a good reason for it. Now there was someone who needed her assistance more than her fellow keepers, at least for the time being, and she had no...