Recent content by Leovold

Leovold let slip a soft, knowing laugh. Eira had picked the perfect topic to touch on, and delivered just the right compliment. The dam would soon break, and his mother's gushing would soon follow. Sure enough, Lady Annaliese lit up like a sun dragon, positively beaming in an instant. She...

Leovold cast a curious glance towards Eira, a brow quirked in her direction and a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Of course, my Lady. I'd be most happy to," he replied. Tyros simply glared for a moment before grunting, shrugging, and returning to his meal. He wasn't a terribly...

"That's correct," Leovold pitched in at Eira's question, quite proud of the answer. It was "meaningless drivel" according to his father, but Leo had always been quite proud of his family's history. "House Solherre have long had close ties to the throne since many of us have served as Scaleguard...

The young nobleman drank in the sight of his bride-to-be, his eyes tarrying at the high slits of her dress and the thigh-highs she'd seen to pair with the outfit. "And your dress's elegance matches that of Tyafainne, as majestic as the moon," he chimed back, unusually poetic for him. If there...

A violent jet of plasma erupted from Iralux's mouth, tearing a perfect hole through the assailing wyvern's chest. The life drained from the thing's eyes and it fell from the air, a smoldering husk. Not one to be outdone, Leovold had Iralux dive right after the branded pair. A Jarlax bat rider...

Aid was welcome...Leovold just wished it could come from any other source but the ones that were presently providing it. The Solherre heir fought on and on, his Scaleguard comrades at his sides, slowly getting overwhelmed and pushed back. Jarlax bat riders and wyverns alike took their victories...

Lord Tyros and Lady Anneliese stood from their seats at the table within the grand Solherre dining hall, offering her a respectful bow and curtsey, respectively, in turn. "You are most welcome, Young Lady Malennis. You are soon to be my daughter-in-law...it is only natural that we might...

Wretched wings filled the air, swarms of verminous wyverns and massive bat-like monstrosities. The bats, at least were ridden by Jarlax, though Leovold was not certain about the wyverns. It mattered little. Each monster in turn needed to be seared from the sky, and then from existence entirely...

There was a curiosity in Leovold's gently glowing eyes as he returned Eira's stare. For a moment he sensed that there was something else to it, but he dared not assume to place what it was. What he beheld before him was a beautiful woman who held both his respect and his earnest promise. Though...

Eira would receive a note in return, written short in kind, and lettered plainly. Eira, I shall always remember my vow to you, and I swear to always uphold it. We shall be stronger together. Your future husband, Leovold. Shortly after, a trinket would arrive for her with a small tag...

Cast? As in magic? If it wasn't produced by a dragon, then what was responsible? No such magician existed within Thanasis. Maybe a Thagretian could have conjured something like this, but their magics were more methodical, more foul. So what was the nature of this? "Let's get to the bottom of...

A fair point. More than one might expect. Surely the nobility had played these little games of life and death for more than one generation in their never ending hunts for power. "There will be times in-between to plan. Doors to close, whispers to be had behind them. Let it be known that Leovold...

The smoldering eyes that looked back upon Eira were studious, preening. They scanned over her as if trying to peel back her skin to find any trace of lies or uncertainty beneath. Several seconds passed until, finally, Leovold's visage softened, his lips curling into a smirk. "Then we have an...

Only a fool would be offered such a strategic advantage and not make use of it. The only question was what had taken Carlyle so long to catch up, but now was not the time to go chastising him for it. The Ascended could make it up to them in the air. "Right," Leovold agreed. "Take point, then...

"If the two of you continue to bicker all the way to the storm, I may just throw myself off of my dragon before we have a chance to investigate." The Solherre noble had to hold himself back from retorting with a "Why wait?" Leovold watched with nary a twitch in his expression as Bani...