Recent content by Kitra Sen

Kitra snorted. "Kress, I can only imagine the list of names he'd have his pick from. A man like him would have favourites, most likely from the higher end brothels..." All men in power were the same. They found their favourite whore in a treasure cove advertised to being the best, hiring the...

Kitra's brows raised, unsure if she should be surprised extra lodgings would be used in such a manner. "Congratulations to him for getting busy, but I think you are right. A private home away? Definitely hiding something." Brown eyes seared into Cenric. Listening to him, she began to nod along...

Kit smiled. "Lure him out? Oh, that would be much too easy for me." She used the voice of Selero, already memorising every bit of him audibly, putting on the lyrebird's mimicry on display. In her own voice, she continued. "Any other friends you can make? Have them assist as eyes and ears? We...

Kitra watched the girl drop, a forgotten doll left behind. Cenric stepped over her, and Kit went to join him at his side. They walked out from where they had been hiding out for couple of days, and the night was soon upon them. "The Bishop will have plenty of guards around them at all times."...

Kitra's face glowered, watching the light grey smoke reach upwards from the charred remains. The daughter was wailing, which was unsurprising, but Kit looked as if her fun had been spoiled. "It reeks of fae magic. Sacred oaths to keep secrets are known to do this... but I also cannot believe...

Kitra's mouth twisted and skewed in thought, feeling the motions of truth being told, but she could feel him withholding something. It accompanied fear, but it was not so fresh nor caused by their interrogations. This was old, well worn into the marrow of his bones. "There's someone else...

Kitra's entry went unseen, all eyes on Cenric as he asked the hard questions. No one noticed Kit until she blocked the other exit, and spoke up. "If you do not speak, then we have all the evidence to have you executed publicly. Of course, we give you one more chance to save your life, and save...

Kitra found herself standing on the tips of her boots, leaning forward with interest as the slap commanded a silence in it's aftermath. Dreadlord Sen was grinning, entertained by all of this. She herself had not much in way of family, not that any of them were around or alive anymore, but she...

Hearing the girl's frustrations was like music to Kitra. She gave Cenric a grin, one worn by thise that made the winning bet. "I'll give you a song one day, Cen." She crooned. Belatedly, she got up from her throne of pillows and slid up beside her colleage. Even as he occupies a body, she...

She fixed him with a large grin. "Oh? You hear Lyrebird of Vel Cirak and think, what? No dramatic flair?" She teased, pushing the sleeping girl's head forward to droop so that her fingers could press the right spot to alleviate the slumber. Kitra grabbed Cenric by the arm and pulled him away...

Kitra snorted. The news of an affair was not surprising. She had figured he had a dalliance earlier in his life that resulted in the daughter Kit had taken, and his current wife trying so hard to accept her as one of her own. This forced love would make anyone one else uneasy and distant...

Kitra shrugged one shoulder. "His daughter, but not his wife's. It is obvious he has been trying to win her favour with all the jewellery, dresses, and even some nice first edition books I saw in her room... but they were all hidden away." Snooping in places she shouldn't be came naturally to...

Kitra came back into view as Cenric knocked him out. "Still nothing?" She asked, knowing that he had not. Sen had been trailing the family of Solero for the better part of the afternoon, and her findings were quite boring to say the least. He was a happy, loving husband to a wife that looked...

Kitra snorted, but was quiet for another moment as she stared at her drink. "Oh I bet he never expected me to return to Vel Cirak after I graduated. I was a menace as an Initiate, but that kept me determined to be done with the place. Graduated at 16." And that was the dark side to her. Kitra...

She stared at Krixus a good, long moment. "I'm going to need a drink if I am going to talk about him." She decided. Fortunately for them both, they were closer to the nicer pubs. It didn't take long to find one, nudging Alistair to turn and held the door open for him. It was still lively...