Recent content by Learien Darke

Imagine he would have to, for Learien gave him no hints on the matter. He lead Afanas along the docks heading east where the dept of the port grew deeper and the larger fishing and whaling vessels often parked to offload their latest bounty. Lining the inland portion of the dockyard were storage...

"I was sent by the Lady Darke to collect you," he replied simply, "she will not be meeting you here on the docks today as she is otherwise engaged in her work." His glacial gaze looked the taller man over pointedly, an assessment of one predator against another, before making a half turn, "If...

It was not Lorelei that materialized from the mists, but another. Tall (though not as tall as Afanas and even a hair shorter than the woman in question), broad through the shoulders, pale of skin, white of hair and blue of gaze. He wore a workman's attire of slacks and shirt stained from a long...

Dear Sister, The Aquatic Museum of House Belavyor should consider investing in a professional Curator if it is as disorderly as you say. My time and efforts are dedicated in full to the Royal Archives and the responsibilities therein, and given my physical state it is no small effort to make...

The Lord Archivist held her gaze as she looked up at him, a cowed pup caught with some priceless effect in its jowls, chewed and torn and guilty as charged. His expression changed not, remaining the ever inscrutable and forever suffering slate of stone. Bending at the waist just over her...

The Head Archivist waited for her to be seated before making the arduous struggle of ascending the short set of steps to the top of the dais to join her. Dismissing the offer of aid from a passing Intern, Rune gently cleared his throat as his weight settled upon the top level and with a pinched...

"Four years," Rune replied without any need to tabulate the time, "though I have served as the Head Archivist for only one." He moved not with haste or grace but a purposeful uneven gait, every second stride accompanied by a softer tang of his cane. They moved through another gallery of...

Lord Errune blinked at the sudden fluttering of words from the young woman's mouth. He was not especially accustomed to women being so out of sorts around him, given his usual company ... when he kept any. Though for certain he had seen such fluster out of his young Apprentices. Ah, youth. So...

My but she was a delicate flower. Dismayed by the slightest errant wind. Lord Errune frowned, silently wishing he could impart upon her a stronger skin simply through his dour expression. Alas, it was not a magic he possessed and she was already dismissing herself from their appointment after...

This take on the shift of Ciraxis' loyalty was enough to garner a strong look of curiosity from the Archivist. There had, of course, been all manner of rumor and conspiracy about what had happened. Errune had not believed for a moment that the young woman had done anything to steal a dragon from...

Her words earned her a curious look from the Head Archivist. Muted surprise shifted his brow and drew his eye, having not expected any such ceremony of words from her mouth for as reticent and soft spoken as she had been. It was an example of grace and kind dignity that most nobles failed to...

Eduina demurred brightly at the compliments and stifled a small laugh of excitement at gaining such notice, "Thank you My Lady, I take great pride in my work though it is I that have always been envious of the dragon keepers. To think it was possible to steal a dragon-" Rune made a sound of...

In his youth he'd been more willing to gamble. The game was not unfamiliar to him, but it had been some years since he'd even thought of it, let alone participated. "I am afraid I do not recall," he admitted, not immediately moving to take a seat, "though I am certain if I played it before I...

The hall of scrolls certainly lived up to its name. Rows upon rows, stacks upon stacks, of rolled scrolls rested here. It was impossible to see the entire breadth of the hall's contents from any one place, but as they quietly strolled in she might spy (if she lifted her eyes at all) several...

Did his body wish to sit? Absolutely. Please I beg of you- "Nonsense," Errune replied to her, "as I said before, Cress, I am here for you today," though the man was forced to glance down at his hound who had turned to look up at him expectantly, panting, "and Baron, of course. I am certain that...