Recent content by Mabbon Dreierg

Konstantin's words had a hint of prophesy to them. And foreboding. 'Are you sure?' Mabbon asked, not wanting to see a good man kept down. 'Kaira's a most excellent dancer, and though I'd like nothing more than to keep her all to myself, I'm more than willing to lend her to you for a dance or...

'Like father, like son.' Chuffed at the compliment, Mabbon directed Kaira to a seat whilst he got a fire going. The nights out here could grow cold if the wind was up, and the half-orc knew he would be a poor host indeed if he allowed his guest to freeze. Piling logs and a few bits of kindling...

'As was half of Valenntenia,' said Achilleus, a wan smile enhancing the pain behind his eyes. Blinking, he glanced at Mabbon, his smile changing in an instant. 'But as my dear wife says, you two certainly make for a handsome couple!' Oh, Ancients! Not you too! Coughing, his ears burning...

The Dreiergs and the Yehvens! The thought made him smile. Tucking into his food, Mabbon kept an ear turned to the conversation happening about the table. The scrape and clatter of eating utensils, the soft tittering as his sisters whispered to each other. And why was his mother looking at him...

It was dark in the cave. Sound echoed, trapped and channelled by the close confines of the caverns they passed through. The rockfaces were pitted and pocked, moulded by the winds of time. The shadows were deeper, there. Any number of things could have hidden away in those spaces, watching...

'So it is!' Nodding, Mabbon suppressed a small smile. Konstantin Clay was many things, but sometimes he suspected the Guardian of Power might just be the best of them. He's certainly kind. Tracing the silver patterns etched into his mask thoughtfully, Mabbon started as a fireball rushed past not...

Mabbon helped himself to a fresh roll as the women talked amongst themselves. His sisters kept looking at him in between conversing with Kaira, as if by bringing her here, he was enacting some masterstroke in a long, thought-out plan. If only they knew the half of it, he mused, passing the...

'I think that would be wise, yes.' Setting Maggs down, Mabbon followed after Cal as she led them through to the dining room. Brushing a few stray cat hairs from his shirt, the half-orc turned to smile reassuringly at Kaira. Though they spoke relatively often, he had never once heard tell of her...

'Yeah.' Mabbon nodded. 'Calandra. The cat's name is Maggs, and they both enjoy scritches behind the ear.' Grins split half-orc faces as Calandra -or Cal for short- welcomed Kaira with a well-practised curtsy. 'It's a pleasure to finally meet you in person. We've only ever witnessed you from...

The Stone of Darkness stirred. Kinder company? Who does he think he's- 'Seems to me like this is the perfect opportunity for you two to arrange said training, then.' Smirking behind his mask, Mabbon's gaze flitted from Konstantin to Kaira, then back again. 'What you said, about your home always...

Mabbon led Kaira around to the front portico. The pillars, much like the villa itself, were made of stone. There were two lamps suspended from iron brackets that bathed the porch in warm light. Mabbon used that light to study Kaira's face, though he had no real need to. 'I don't know...' He...

'Sir? How much have you had to drink, Kon?' Grinning behind his silver-black mask, Mabbon waved the honorific away, made to shake hands with the Guardian of Power, aware of just how strong he was. Not one to care for court etiquette and empty compliments, Mabbon could not help but agree with...

'You look fine, Kaira. Don't sweat it.' Honesty. Just a little. Mabbon had been raised that way, by parents who had been raised the same. Strange, how he of all people should have ended up Guardian of the Stone of Darkness. But then again, the Stone he carried needed someone of integrity to...

'Mmm. My plan is working a treat, then!' Caught off guard, his collar suddenly far too tight, Mabbon directed a smile at the ground as Kaira revealed her true colours. In truth, seeing her happy made him happy, though he wished she hadn't made such a... "suggestion" out loud. 'You're lucky...

Kaira turned to look up at him, sad tale told. Mabbon didn't know what to say, and so he said nothing as they left the city behind them. To lose one's parents so young was a tragedy, yes, but it was so much more than that. It stunted growth, put paid to so many opportunities and experiences...