Recent content by Len Dy't B-taa

Just because he had agreed to escort her through the sands did not mean that the Terios had by any stretch of the imagination let his guard down. Medja trusted Wisteria, and through that she had Len's respect, but he would not be so lackadaisical in doing whatever she asked. Such frivolity often...

I have a Savannah boy who needs new adventures...

Len truthfully held no end of eagerness to continue exploring Lani's home. What little he'd been privileged to see thus far had only led his eyes to seek more of the wonders that had left him marveling. Alas, while his body was quite rife with vigor, eager to trapeze along every hidden nook...

Noelani was correct in her words; Magic was indeed a tool, used the same as one would an implement of steel. There was, perhaps, a more specific term that would have been more appropriate, one Len felt himself hesitate to offer her, out of the knowledge of how uncouth it was. Had she not been...

A moment of conflict did play out within Len's mind as he considered her offer. The Terios was not opposed to accompanying Wisteria to her home, despite her occupation and reputation. Merely being hosted by a creature of the carnal did not mean one intended to revel in said carnalities...

To a man of lesser spirit, perhaps Safiya's words would come off as the flirtations of a woman seeking to needle her way beneath the skin; Words to be dismissed lest you find your heart thundering for the heat of another, rather than for the triumph of your goal accomplished and foes vanquished...

The question she posed perplexed the Terios. Not because he did not understand it, but because he did not know the answer. As decorated a warrior he was, people of his occupation were not blessed with the knowledge of how the Arts worked, of the intricacies behind them. He was merely trained to...

The Princess's guess did give Len a grin to wear. The next time he danced in her presence, he wished to be in total control of herself: To perform for her, and not for the illusions of his past that lingered like phantoms within his mind. "No." He replied, "Although I wouldn't turn down an...

For a moment, it seemed that her words did little to ease the storm of unease in the Terios' mind. His gaze wandered, trailing across the water like a stone skipping along its surface, before starting out into the horizon, misty with the rising spray of water from the falls. B-taa slid his eyes...

From what little he'd been told of the enigmatic letai, he had understood her to be as wily and cunning as the fox she bore the features of. Len had heard whispers that she was a companion of sorts, something her attire and flirty attitude supported. Despite that, her words came with wisdom...

Len was thankful that the shimmering surface of his helmet concealed the befuddled expression on his face as the silken voice of a woman echoed back his enthusiasm. Turning to meet the call of the velvety tones approaching, B-taa bore witness to a strikingly pulchritudinous woman, clad in a...

The last person that B-taa had expected to see roaming the searing hot sands was the lovely silver-haired Letai. They'd met only briefly during the Rain Dance festival, but he'd thought her rather fragile and fair-skinned to stand much of a chance against the blazing sun. Wisteria slid from...

A sigh found his lips as he too questioned why he remained long after the rest of his people had perished. It was a riddle he had yet to fully unravel himself, one he'd found an answer to that led only to more questions. Hard enough that he was forced to return to a world completely estranged to...

Len was not an adept swimmer, owing to the arid lands that had raised him. His natural athleticism allowed him to keep himself afloat, if awkwardly when needed, but these waters felt different. The lake's embrace around his body felt... light. It was as though the water lifted him up to meet...

A friend. Len smiled at her words. His acceptance into the Empire had allowed him to meet many friends since his reawakening; The Empress was benevolent, beautiful and kind, but she held the eyes and attentions of many-- Len saw the jealousy that his proximity to Medja had already begun to stir...