Recent content by Kaisa

The mage’s predicament was getting more delectable by the minute. Despite the well-forged common sense that rattled the cage of her skull, willing her to caution, she couldn’t deny a measure of excitement. As he was speaking, pacing the room in a way she’d had all too few times the pleasure to...

Watching him animate with recognition, all while positively lounging in the armchair, she blinked. A nickname and everything — that had always boded well, in her experience. Her freshly stern expression didn’t flicker as he continued with a request, one she’d had the brain to expect by now...

Lessat’s eclipse. She hummed and nodded firmly, lighting the candle and rounding back to the table. With the flaming stick in hand, she went and lit a lantern that lay next to a stack of books on the coffee table. At the mage’s comment her eyes flit at him for but a passing second, vibrant...

“ Quite. If concerning. “ Kaisa responded in a smile, still a touch baffled with just how easily she had seemed to secure any which amount of regard from one as Zeraphine Batahlia. Nothing to complain about, naturally, as she rather enjoyed the vicinity of an imposing figure — there were so many...

Alacrity — not really her forte, unless the right motivation be extended. In means of compensation, mainly, the mention of which was for the time being postponed. Figures she could forgive it, if only for he’d only just walked in with that smile of his. There was time yet to grind her heel...

And there he was, the great shark of a man. Kaisa smiled wide, frightening herself with how genuinely she wore it. “ No, indeed! “ She responded, approaching swiftly to relieve the man of her long lost sack of barley. The errant tooth stuck to the burlap was promptly picked out and pocketed...

‘ I appreciate your offer, I truly do, but— ‘ Anna took his hand gently, eyes downcast as she struggled to speak. It was writ on his face he’d already guessed what she was to say, but there was no anger or even disappointment in it. Just acceptance and understanding, the look that regarded her...

Kaisa quickly mustered her best impression of a wise old sage, nodding at the turkey’s inquiry with such encouragement she could’ve well been mistaken for a swindler. In some other life, she might’ve fancied herself a promising cart saleswoman. “ Big, sure — “ She cocked her head and shrugged...

A bust that too, then. One hand on her hip, Kaisa shifted her weight from one leg to the other and gave a disappointed huff of a breath. She had been of the mind to ask something else, but the words quickly evaporated at the tremor underfoot. And a familiar voice. Her stare narrowed at the...

And hark! A whole lot of nothing. Kaisa blinked, staring at the bird in mainly disappointment. She wasn’t proud of the feeling, a little alarmed in fact, just as she was for her surprise. Guess it would’ve been too easy, find true love by chance like this — some cosmic predetermination. “ I’ve...

The turkey explained, with enough detail for Kaisa to catch her breath and therein elicit a chuckle. It was with some fondness, like she was recalling a memory. The rest was pure amusement over the concluding suggestion. “ You are making some wild assumptions here, my good friend. “ Or being...

Suddenly, the bird spoke. Damn her luck. “ Excuse me? I am already helping you — “ She hissed through a huff of a breath, keeping her voice down just in case she was imagining it all. “ But alright, let me just get us out of here. “ A glance went past her shoulder to check if they were being...

Quite unconvinced. Indomitable, even. Her face scrunched up a little to the part clarification part threat, a weary sigh dying in her throat. She bettered her grip on the bird, watching the sharkman heft the bag of grain. “ Alright then — I believe I’d do much the same to whomever wished to...

A tenday ago. She nodded firmly, placing her fingertips on the blade where it reflected her gaze back at her. Holding in a breath, she closed her eyes and made her best effort to focus amidst the errant noises of the rest in the room. There was a velvety feel, like the inside of a violin case...

Not only a councilor, but also a rules police. And already, at so young. Had she not abhorred both of the things the girl represented, she might’ve pitied her. Saying nothing, only half for the fact Zeraphine had begun talking in turn, she merely gave her best smile and shoved another chestnut...