Recent content by Lilette Blackbriar

"...'tis a sound I know well..." she said, and nothing more. Where Lady Yldore's features hardened, the nun's softened with something that could have been sympathy, drooping into a pensive frown that alluded to much and yet specified little. Her gaze did not rise from the floor until nearly...

Puddles splashed harshly on buckled shoes. The rain had caught her by surprise, forced her to seek shelter in these unfamiliar lands with naught a light to guide her on what should have been a simple moonlit walk. Navigation would have been short work any other night, but with so much rain? The...

Lilette swallowed once, then twice, as pale lips twisted bitterly. If the man's words hadn't made a pit in her unliving stomach, then the excess of arcane energies on display certainly had. "Surely... surely thou canst do ought for the pain?" Her eyes seemed to become bloodshot the longer his...

Drink something? she thought bitterly. This poor girl was about to get herself killed and she didn't even know. "Tis fine, thou needn't stand-" she tried to dissuade under her breath to no avail. But Serelai, bless her heart, did anyway. Lilette's body froze in an instant, eyes unnervingly...

Lilette was good at little, but a hunter's keen eye? Even in this darkening land she could see the way Serelai became so still, hear the way her heart skipped once, then beat a little faster. It made her ears twitch under the habit, warp the fabric just so. Truth be told, it was getting harder...

Quicksilver eyes shimmered among fixtures of arcane light that entranced with whimsical peculiarity and nostalgia alike. Unlike mother and father's library however, nor the Bamaristan, the young maiden dressed in clerical garb found no trouble acquiring books with bloated academic titles such...

She immediately cocked her head to the side in recognition of the word "Homunculus." For what little could be explained of such creatures, so too did this explain a great deal to the former prodigy of House Blackbriar. Quicksilver eyes softened with something dangerously close to sympathy. The...

"Ah, most excellent." she would nod to the passing Lady and follow her lead. The portal at the end of this corridor was certainly an oddity, something she'd not seen in recent years since her trip to Elbion. However, it was the enormous painting which stole her gaze longest. "A man who doth...

Evening at last settled upon the land, beckoning forth Lilette from daylight slumber. None had seen the Celestialist Sister since returning to her room earlier that day, something about her "work" and that she did not wish to be disturbed was all the reason given for the young woman's...

She followed her new companion into the dunes, dropping her pack with a metallic crash into otherwise soft sands. But while Serelai pitched a humble tent, the little nun simple spread out her cloak, and lied down on it. Hands folded over her chest, eyes starward, and deathly still as though...

Mockery. It was a common response to her antiquated way of speaking, to which she reacted with an otherwise desensitized glance. While the boy—or whatever they may be—spoke of hunting grounds in his playfully belittling tone, Lilette set about sitting her newest victim against the wall, tucked...

His initial reaction was of little comfort. While certainly good that she would not be spurned, the mundanes which he assigned to Vampires begged a question; Was this payment enough? It had to be. It just had to. She had nothing else to give. Only when he spoke again did her anxious eyes...

There was something about that voicing coming of those lips which caused the elf to shift in place. Lady Yldore slowly closed the distance between them, and in the silence, Lilette appraised her like a jeweler at work. Still, her choice to refer to the elven maiden as Lady was met with a...

Yippie! you can start if you like, Lilette could be found almost anywhere in the city tbh. Tending the sick and poor as a nun, making potions, hunting her next meal in the slums or researching any books she can get on medicine and monsters. p.s. always wanted to write with a pixie lol Clementine

Grey brows knit with confused curiosity. She even leaned in to listen, smiling faintly at the assumption that she were an "Abbess". Oh how she wished. Dressed to kill sinners though? a most curious choice of words. She resumed a 'less than nosy' posture while footsteps neared again, greeting...