Recent content by Kaarle

With the squire gone, there were but the two of them left into the dead of night, that stretch of well-beaten path. He felt Syr Hoffren’s eyes upon himself, scrutiny, which he made a great effort to keep ignoring, stare trained at Gruki’s wake. The words exchanged within the hut were fainter...

He kept the pace unhurried as they went, eye trained on every shadow and dark corner, the spindly thickets and shrubs that waved in the wind. Branches would snap and crackle, grass crunching underfoot, every fiber upon him laced with lingering tension. The red flare had faded out a mere moment...

The blade barely met resistance as it sunk in, a softness of rot in every inch of flesh that became apart. Like the inside of an insect, held together and given shape by a tough exterior. Bone crunched as he twisted the blade, half just for the experimental pleasure of it, forcing a greater gap...

The squire was free, gasping for breath, but there was no relief for it. The beast shrieked as he kicked it in what he assumed was the shin of a hind limb, his heel pushing it just a bit further away from his yet struggling company. It staggered, swiping at him in turn, which he met with his...

He cradled his jaw, mouth set to a grim line as he stared at the myriad of replicas, inwardly tallying up their number. Who was to say how many there were yet, just out of sight. Irritation and frustration bubbled within his skull, the squire’s cheerful tone all too bright against the low hum...

Having stumbled, ears ringing, he came to belatedly. In the red-tinted dark he caught sight of Saskia disappearing into the shack, leaving outside but himself and the squire. His look sought her where she’d stood mere seconds before, obscured in the building’s shadow. She was no longer...

Magic rushed in the air and the ground, tangible like a volatile field. It prickled the skin, made him uneasy as he watched the shifting shadows and the figures of his fellows. He couldn’t but commend them all for how efficiently they seized initiative, Syrs Rookheart and Valkas approaching the...

There was no need to strike a second time, not for him anyway. The one squire in their midst made sure of that, coming in at ballistic velocity and force. The creature would’ve been better off having been ran over by a runaway cart. He sucked in a breath through his teeth, stare falling on...

Against all logical reasoning? Hardly. With one brow raised, he smiled with mild amusement at the squire and her turned back as she went. “ Hide in plain sight, hmh? Like a small man blending into a crowd, it is better than nothing when you’re in a rush. “ He tried in a chuckle, fingers...

The fuck was happening in here? There were beasts two, both blighted or something worse, the putrid scent and sight of them twisting his face into a grimace of disgust. And they appeared to be giving a whole world of trouble, despite it being this particular lot they’d happened upon. Competent...

Like his words had been some suggestion to get to work, Gruki went and embraced the task with both hands. A mix of appreciation and deadpan amusement upon him, he remained standing some paces behind as she cleared the way, that tall frame bent in the cramped space. Her magic made even holding a...

A pang of forlorn emotion washed over him as she spoke, in her usual warm cheer and wise understanding. It pained for the fact that he couldn’t return the smile, not truly, stare averting despite the fact he yet listened. It was all too— Heartfelt? Complimentary. So much grace. A silence...

They didn’t even get to begin on it, when something already seized attention, drawing his fellow to the window. A flicker from the dark, clearly visible as the slats were adjusted. Kaarle met Hector’s eye as the goings on were announced. A pale light, bright like a small sun. He’d seen it...

Her response was accepted in a low hum, steel huffing as he sheathed the knife. Some luck, then. He didn’t get a word out to her question in turn before she had already closed the distance betwixt, patting him down in what appeared to be genuine concern. Rather stunned by such a direct hands on...

Ill. Not what they were here for at all tonight, but suppose this outcome was granted. In the sticks one easily happened upon a dozen other troubles next to the larger one that’d summoned him there. Kaarle bobbed his head, face grim as he gave a cursory glance to first the sick, then the room...