Recent content by Kaida

She was easily overlooked, an ordinary girl to most. Clumsy and silly, she was rarely ever regarded seriously. The did not know that the clumsiness was born from living in a skin you only borrowed. The might of a dragon suppressed in the body of a girl. Still, she rarely paid mind, so enraptured...

Kaida perked up as he spoke, happy to have her kin be spoken on. She was a prideful creature, and for him to bring them up as a sort of legend tickled her. She didn't plan on leaving anytime soon, she was too curious about him, and everything that was hidden here. She was sure she could help him...

Kaida went from scribbling to studying the apparent Bog Elf, as he called himself. She had no idea such a thing existed. She had begun casually sketching his likeness in her pages as she listened to him dutifully. "I've yet to see a blight monster, I hear they are horrible monsters to go up...

Kaida looked at Nacht with annoyance, a look she didn't often give others. "I'm not here to guess, I need factual information." She was about to turn back to the harpy to continue her line of questioning, her mouth snapping shut as Syr Naevia weighed in too. She was trying her best to not get...

Kaida finished serving them and sat in front of Orion, taking a large bite of the stew. She raised an eyebrow at him, her cheeks stuffed like a chipmunk as he began to ask his questions. She chewed thoughtfully, taking a large gulp as she swallowed. She pointed her spoon at him as she corrected...

Excitement welled up in the little dragonling squire. She had been cooped up filling her journal with her adventures with her secret mage friend turned father figure. She was writing down all the runes she remembered when the call for aid had come. She had started to feel braver and branch out...

The tension in the room practically ceased to exist after she had uttered her promise of his demise. It was practically palpable, the relief of emotion that came from Orion. She had expected his response, but it seemed he hadn't expected her to say such a thing. Kaida could practically feel the...

Kaida listened carefully to him, it seemed he needed to get all of this out. let someone know, even if he really didn't think it was a necessary thing. She could see the heaviness in his heart and soul, how torn he was. It was as if he ached for death, and the only thing that kept him on this...

It was a sad thing to see, this broken man in front of her. It was sobering, an experience that she would never forget. She could almost feel his pain, his losses. The were practically palpable. Though her touch was gentle, she could feel the discomfort touched him brought and she removed her...

Kaida looked up with a grin at the mage that stood next her, a giggle escaping her lips at his question. "Maybe I'm just an inexperienced dragon, and I should have just eaten you instead." They stayed like that for a few more minutes, silent in each other's company, but it wasn't at all a bad...

The stood in silence for a while, the breeze ruffling her hair as she looked to the starry sky. It was quiet, peaceful. The tension of the day was slowly easing itself from her muscles. She leaned forward, dangling her arms over the railing as she slumped against the cold stone. The moment came...

Kaida hummed as she prepared their meal, feeling the cool air on the back of her neck as he strode out to the balcony. She knew she had been pushy, probably pushier than he'd had to deal with in a very long time. Still, it seemed like the teacher in him prevailed over the annoyance he must have...

Kaida huffed at his retorts, he really was impossible. She had her work cut out with him, that was for sure, but she wasn't going to give up on the lonely old hermit if she could help it. "Of course I know food and sleep are not going to cure decades of trauma. I'm young, not stupid." She rolled...

A deep rumble could be heard from the chest of the emerald dragon, her lip lifting to reveal an ivory tooth in amusement. He hadn't believed her, she could see it in his widening eyes. They never did believe her, not until she truly shifted and showed herself to be true. Behind that gaze though...

Right now, Orion felt like the child, not her. He was punishing himself over and over again, trying to make himself pay for something that happened outside of anyone else's memories. It was silly to do, to dwell on something that may or may not happen again. What a silly way to live your life...