Recent content by Iren Brightmane

Alliria. He knew it, vaguely, but had been more familiar with it under a different name that was long forgotten. "For instance... Though that city seems to have its fair bit of misfortune." From sieges to worse. "So it might be for the best that you have business on the Steps." The rest of...

"Mm, smooth talker..." Smirking there as he pressed one final kiss against her and then watched her as she drew back. She was really in an introspective mood today, wasn't she? "Now that's a big question. You don't do small ones?" Teasing her a little before growing a bit more thoughtful and...

"You can just as well carve me up with your mind." Teasing her back there as his fingers curled into hers to give her hand a little squeeze. "Though I suspect you are more of a fire and brimstone kind of lady, hm?" Drawing the hand to him so he can run his lips along her knuckles. His eyes...

"Mm, do you, Iskra?" Taking that last half-step between them until they were almost pressed together. "Then again, you have let me taste you multiple times now and yet here we are. So maybe you do." His finger tip running along her jaw there as he inclined his head. "That is part of it, yes...

He shrugged there. "I often drain my prey. It is actually quite rare that someone is subject to my... interest and then stays alive to tell the tale." It was different at the Wardens, of course. He had to play by their rules or they'd have tied him to a post and then watch as the sun rose...

His agile fingers tapped away at the edge of the boat while looking out the ocean once more. It didn't matter how long he looked at it. It did nothing more than remind him of the limits of his power, which was wholly unwelcome, especially when he was trying to figure out a way to break her...

Iren was less concerned about the Wardens. Mainly because he had lived a long life. As long as he wasn't in a fort surrounded by all of them at once, he was reasonably sure he could handle anything they threw at him. The only reason he remained cautious was for her sake. He wasn't sure he'd be...

It was strange to be with a human for even such a long time. A blink of an eye for him, yes, but usually he discarded humans as quickly as they came along. But Iskra was different, somewhat. She had saved him. This left a debt that even a vampire such as himself took seriously. It didn't hurt...

He waved his hand. "Why do you think I gave you that advice, my dear?" Iren said dryly. "I would not be coming after you with relish and pleasure. I simply do... what I must to survive." It was fairness in a way. He knew that one day he might be pitted against his companions. The best he could...

Iskra "I suspect they do not trust me enough yet to employ me in such fashion." He said simply after watching that exchange pass between the two. It was a long time ago that he had first learned Kaliti and even then he had been rusty at it. Now he barely could follow the exchange besides the...

Iskra It was clear that every fiber of Iskra's being wanted it to be true. Iren sighed and shrugged softly. "How far do you think his ship will make it with you onboard it?" He absently gestured to the very persistent captain behind them some distance away. "What is going to happen to him...

Elide He considered slapping her in the face until she woke up again. But that was the human inside of him talking. Iren didn't often let him out of his cage and he would certainly not start doing so now. Instead his mind pressed into Elide's, but not for the purpose of extracting any...

Confident Iren. Polite Iren. Charming Iren. Oh, his name was already spreading, because the ancient creature was making himself comfortable. Whereas Iskra was keeping her head down Iren was making noise. He wanted to be part of the Wardens... or perhaps he wanted to push them off of the ledge...

He didn't interfere in the original exchange, because it was frankly none of his business. This wasn't a smart move at all and Iren was suspicious of the entire situation. Then the lad tried to press forward by offering gold in turn for her assistance. Iren had followed her close-by but hadn't...

It was too much. He recognized it instantly. It was like taking a sip from a glass of water, except the glass turned into the ocean and the ocean's current drew you into its depth. Iren didn't know where pleasure ended and agony began, but every part of his body was simultaneously screaming and...