Recent content by Lynus Anireth

As Isla commented on the potential dangers of drinking anything, Lynus chuckled softly, the sound tinged with a hint of self-deprecation. "I've been known to take my chances," As she left him alone, Lynus couldn't shake the twinge of guilt that gnawed at him. Isla's excitement over his...

Lynus tensed slightly as Isla's clumsy shove sent her body lurching forward, though he couldn't help but chuckle at how happy it seemed to make her to be right, or at least, to think she was right. A faint smile played on his lips as he watched her cheeks flush with warmth. "It seems you've got...

Cathartic. He wished he could find it cathartic, but his pain was too recent, his wounds too raw, still bleeding out. All he could do was try to forget, addle his mind with whatever he could and lose himself in the blissful unreality of sleep until next he woke to start over again. His head...

Lynus listened in silence as Isla recounted her past, her words painting a vivid picture of a life torn apart by unfortunate circumstance.As she spoke of her father's downfall and the subsequent hardships her family faced, Lynus couldn't shake the feeling of remorse gnawing at him. It was as if...

Lynus snorted, taking a long draw from his mug of piss-water as he watched the male retreat. Wise choice.. "Because.." Lynus burped and thumped his chest. "My dear. Tonight, we are the rabble." he grinned and smacked his hand on the table for another round.

Lynus let out another quiet laugh at her guess, scratching his jaw thoughtfully. "No... I wish I was," he replied, his voice tinged with a distant longing. Things would have been much simpler.. He shifted the conversation, diverting it back to her, intrigued by her story and the mysteries she...

Lynus paused mid-drink, his gaze shifting to the bedraggled man who approached Elise from her other side, and he choked on said drink as the lecherous offer was made. There was a laugh in there somewhere as he thumped his fist against his chest until he could breathe properly again. "Though she...

Lynus stared between Elise and the bar keep with the shit-eating grin of a man only just able to contain his laughter as the woman attempting to 'blend in' asked for something more fucking sanitary. To the man's credit, he obliged, and Lynus' brow quirked as he eyed the mysterious concoction...

Lynus couldn't suppress a chuckle as Elise's discomfort became increasingly evident, her poised demeanor faltering ever so slightly in the face of the tavern's less than hygienic conditions. Despite the less-than-ideal circumstances, there was something undeniably amusing about seeing the...

Lynus couldn't suppress a grimace as the overpowering stench assaulted his senses upon entering the tavern. The combination of disgusting smells hung heavy in the air, clinging to every surface and permeating the atmosphere. "Least my chambers didn't smell this bad.." he muttered to her. His...

Lynus couldn't help but chuckle softly at Elise's warning, a glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes despite the warning that lingered between them. He knew better than to underestimate her, especially when she was already displaying such determination. "Understood," he replied, his tone light...

Lynus blinked in surprise at Elise's admission, his initial skepticism giving way to a faint glimmer of interest. He hadn't expected her to suggest something so... unconventional. The idea of Elise, with her refined demeanor and noble upbringing, setting foot in a tavern was almost laughable. It...

Lynus stirred as the carriage jolted to a stop, the abrupt interruption pulling him from the grasp of sleep. Blinking blearily, he found himself facing Elise once again, his brow furrowing at the clothing she now wore—a clear indication that their journey held more surprises than he had...

Lynus felt a wave of irritation wash over him as Elise's words pierced through the quiet of the carriage. He'd grown used to the quiet and easily pestered by anything that might interrupt it. His head pounded with the remnants of a headache that threatened to consume him, and he longed for the...

'The plan, is to follow my Schedule, dear Prince.' "Of course it is.." he muttered as he swept a hand through his wet hair. He dressed as she spoke, his expression shifting from boredom to dread to incredulity. Yes, he recalled Richard and he certainly remembered his sister. He smirked at the...