Recent content by Kiia Sidra

Kiia enjoyed Medja's reactions to her magic, enjoyed breaking through the carefully chosen words and actions to elicit a truly genuine response. Each of them seemed to be vying for dominance, to try and control the situation. For a moment, Kiia felt the balance tip in her favor. The feeling of...

Kiia‘s eyes wandered. It was only a moment, but it was not hidden. With Medja so close to her it was difficult to keep her gaze fixed. The emerald eyes were as intimidating as they were captivating, and she wasn’t sure if she wanted to look at them or break from their stare. A quick look down to...

She had expected something extraordinary. She had expected something miraculous. But she hadn't expected that. Medja clearly understood the implications of what she had just told the priestess, and quite frankly Kiia was surprised that she had said as much as she had. The ability to make life...

Kiia was pleased with Medja's reaction. To have an impact on one so powerful was affirming, and the intimacy of touching another's lifeforce was not to be ignored. Though she did not linger, and did not wade deeper into the pools that ebbed through the sorceress, she got the sense that whatever...

The name Aramekh was not familiar to her, although it did wriggle at the back of her thoughts like a snake in the reeds. If she had heard the name before it was long ago, and likely mentioned in passing. But surely she would have heard of such a man if his powers were as Medja described? Mystery...

Kiia could not help but be disappointed by Medja's dismissal of her plan. In fact, a small flare of anger bristled in her breast, though she made certain that none of this would reach her face. She was a proud woman, and cunning, and she did not often receive 'no' for an answer. But she closed...

Kiia felt the proverbial tiger in the room as well, like she was gazing at it through a reed-woven fence. It gave the appearance of safety, but at any time the predator could break down the barrier and claim its kill. Medja was no fool, she knew what Kiia wanted, and the priestess knew her...

Now it was Kiia's turn to smile. A thin curve of her lips that crossed up to her eyes and made the topaz sparkle just so in the orange light. There was no need to hide her feelings here, not with just the two of them. She, too, enjoyed the pretend title Medja had used to address her, and...

Kiia always found it amusing what the words "Amol Kalit" conjured in the minds of foreigners. Dust and stone, sand and blistering sunlight. Yes, the desert was harsh and barren in places, but there were so many wonderful pockets of life within it. The lethality of the open dunes made the oases...

Kiia knew when to remain silent, and this was one such time. While her face betrayed annoyance at Ashuanar's initial chastising it corrected itself quickly. She closed her eyes, set her face neutral, and backed a few steps from Medja. She had said her piece, and the regent-to-be had heard it...

Kiia’s gift was unique, as far as she was aware. Perhaps not the ability to drain life in itself, nor the ability to heal, but to move around such forces at will was, perhaps, her greatest boast. While physical contact was needed for the best results, she could pull on such forces from a...

Kiia looked to Ashuanar, and then back to Medja. Luckily it seemed that he, too, had chosen to move on from her past transgressions. As she listened to him, she couldn’t help but acknowledge that he was, inconveniently, correct. Prophets, Chosen Ones, Messiahs, they were all well and good as...

Kiia followed the group onto the balcony and lingered closest to the door, standing serenely. She still felt like an outsider here, something she wished to change as quickly as possible. Medja’s speech achieved much of that, for she would not have said such things around anyone she did not...

Another Vizier, my my how fortunate. Kiia was glad that Noelani, Vizier of the Moon, was not offended that she did not recognize her. Mchawi, though, that name lit up something in the recesses of her thoughts. Yes… she had heard that name before, mentioned quietly in the background. She would...