Scarcely had she felled that wave of ghouls than did another spring out of the shadows. They converged immediately on her location, swollen tongues lashing from their mouths as they groaned their terrible chorus. But they were slow. So slow compared to one of Jehsalia's agility. She flowed...
"Syr Bebin."
Jehsalia returned the salute, the cheer on her face momentarily fading into something more solemn and respectful. Then her hand went to rest on her hip, and she was grinning once more.
"Yes, Syr. It's an honor to work with you no matter who's leading, anyhow."
Uncommon were...
It was a fine day for hunting. Sunny, clear-skyed, a gentle breeze on the cheek. Perfect weather for sighting and stalking prey through the Vale's vast green. It had been some time since Jehsalia found occasion to hunt, so the mission issued by the captains was one she looked forward to very...
Jehsalia had a clear view of the carnage in her role as rearguard, and it was splendid. Here and there burst gouts of flame, the red and blue tongues a beautiful sight against the mire's murky backdrop. A sound like fragile glass echoed as Innis's cat darted about the battlefield, trailing pale...
Jehsahlia, fingers still locked together to maintain their ward, glanced sideways to Sir Arlo as he murmured under his breath. She couldn't quite hear the words, but cadence and tone made clear that they were some sort of preparatory chant. Truly fascinating, the traditions of other knightly...
It must've been half a life ago that Jehsalia first laid eyes on Lant's murky lands. She'd recently unlocked a new secret from the tattoos scrawled over her arms, and gone to Knight Master Hawken for guidance, who'd in turn brought her out to this place. With so much fatal misfortune in its...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.