Recent content by Liadrin

Rules were not something Liadrin was accustomed to. Not that she disliked rules, but rather, where she typically lived there were no such things. Regardless, she followed behind Lilette, seeming almost like a lost puppy as she went. "I'm not the religious sort." She remarked, hearing both rules...

Liadrin remained unaware of the animosity the brewed from within her new found ally. "I only wish to be useful, for the right reasons, of course." Her eyes followed with Lilette, trying to recall the last time her eyes had laid sight on books, ones to read for simple enjoyment, not for the...

At least her new companion seemed to desire her company. Liadrin could take comfort in that at least. She followed Lilette's gaze over to her weapons, then watched the woman produce a book. These ones were a tad different than what Liadrin was used to, images, examples, rather than significant...

Liadrin found herself stricken by Lilette’s gaze, fixated on the silvery glint that shone within the pupils. It reminded Liadrin of coin, a commodity she had chanced for several of her early years, before realizing the foolishness of it all. “I see.” Was the only words she could stir from the...

Liadrin was confused at the woman’s reaction to her words, until the hood was pulled back. To which, her eyes rose in astonishment, as to Lilette it might have seemed as if Liadrin had teleported over to her, the Kavosh eyeing her nearly defined ears with a degree of what must have been...

Liadrin shifted her posture, eyeing Lilette, with a degree of caution. Though she didn’t reply to Lilette at first, watching her cautiously, she felt that the potion maker herself felt at ends with something. Perhaps the idea that a sellsword would be working within her rather quant shop...

Liadrin did not like at all the manner in which Lilette began to scribble away, calling back far too much to her father and mother. Their obsession with data, knowledge, application of magic for the detriment of others. She pushed those fears down. Tried to push ahead. “I hope there are no...

Liadrin shifted at the mention of her people. The last of a dying race and for good reason she felt. Her head dipped, looking away from Lilette as she inquired further. To which Liadrin weakly nodded. “There are not many of us, and the marks are….they were gifts for my mastering of my powers...

This woman didn’t set anything off for Liadrin, at least not initially, is she tried to put herself at ease. For the sake of conversation, she slowly removed the blades off her back, and stowed them against the counter she sat at, turning to give Lilette her full attention now. “Promises mean...

Liadrin never had much in the way of coin. She stopped taking mercenary work after she nearly died in that dragon den years ago, and much of her time since then had been, paying for food and basic supplies. Money always went fast in those periods, namely when she kept having buy new swords every...

Sense crept back into her senses, her body slowly rose as she became more aware. She reached for her wrist, feeling fabric against her skin, when the past few moments clashed within her mind. She clasped her wrist, her gaze falling upon Lilette, as the gears in her mind began to turn and snap...

Liadrin's body didn't take well to the potion, initially. Her veins indeed glowed blue, pulsating and illuminating her skin along where the arcane tainted blood pumped, though it would soon begin to dim, albeit slowly, but Lilette's quick action, brought about with it even swifter change. The...

Liadrin made a groan of displeasure at having her hair combed, but it was a minor concern given the discomfort that rocked her body now. She didn't know what Lilette meant with her words, but she wasn't about to reject help, not after coming this far. Bent over the counter, she found the...

The woman spoke in that old manner that Liadrin had read of in books. She weakly looked up, dull purple eyes looking to Lilette as she struggled to respond. She wasn't quite sure what was going on with her either, but, it hurt. Badly. "Magic...my...magic...too much...need...to...release..."...

She heard some sort of words that sounded almost of praise, though she cared not. She took the seat as she was told, her legs unable to do little else than obey. Vials moved about her, catching the woman's swift motions, though she wasn't sure how she could do so, as her eyes remained closed...