Recent content by Manama Saar Ba'Dul

Manama planted both feet on the bark of the tree her transgressor was trying to maul her on, and walked up the trunk as the buck continued to thrash and writhe about, flipping onto its back and grabbing the sword buried in its neck to create more lacerations in the hide as she attacked once more...

Manama turned to the sight of monstrosity which barreled towards the group, her inclination to draw her bow stopped as the two twins fired and saw that their efforts did nothing to stop the attack. She drew her curved twin blades and ran after the mutated animals, realizing that the small...

Manama scrunched her nose at the talk of fart fetishes, her inability to understand everything they said showing as the twins quickly murmured back and forth. Her eyes were stuck on the other landing boats who had landed ahead of them, the lurching of the waves something she'd been used to...

For most of the voyage Manama held herself in her cot or stared dispassionately across the ocean at the bow of the ship, sometimes climbing up the wooden mast that jutted up from the sea, sometimes to find Tian up there and would slowly sidle down again as she wished not to be close to him. The...

The ghosts of the earlier day's events whispered in Manama's mind as she tossed and turned in her bed, the desert girl unable to piece together anything of sense to her that didn't leave her doubting herself completely, her mind entangled with what ifs and the approach of the commander to her...

Manama narrowed her own eyes in reciprocation of the insult given to her by the commander, yet silenced her insolence as she had done enough damage. The pay dock was an obvious enactment, something she foretold herself, however when the woman denied her people's very heritage she seethed with...

Manama stood abruptly when the commander asked whose fault it was, arm outstretched in the air as she pronounced, "The first arrow was mine." She raised her arm back to her side as she stepped forward to allow the attention to focus on her, although her eyes turned to the floor once more in...

Manama was brought in behind the twins a few moments after, her head hung low and her wrists still bound. One of the guards gave her a contemptuous shove causing her to stumble in her step as she came through the door, her defeated eyes cast back to look at the person before waving it off and...

Manama was held at sword point before she could make her way through the gate, the street now flooded with guardsmen who were all scrambling to end any conflicts still occurring within the perimeter, voices shouting here and there, chain-mail rumbling beneath the throngs of heavy boot steps...

Manama woke slowly as Alise stooped above her, feeling the energy shifting the cells in her body with an uncomfortable aching she learned to stomach, confusion wracking her head. "The desk woman? And the twins? Where's the white haired woman?" Her eyes were glossy as if moving at another speed...

Manama struggled beneath the weight of her captor as hot breath poured across her face, the air restriction causing her memory to space apart as she digested the input given to her by her brain. Her whole body slacked a moment as she let go of his forearms, almost too abruptly, which gave the...

Manama stared in horror at the crumpled body of the lady she'd hit, now hitting her like the wall of a sand storm, her skin tingling in the sensations of the adrenaline fueled conflict she'd sparked in the single moment, at first proud, and then in utter dismay at the folly she'd sown. Manama...

Manama stood behind her cover and kept watch on the brigands outside the door of the compound, her brown eyes gazing over the situation as she pondered. Eventually, she decided she would take her bow from her back and notch an arrow herself, holding it low and by her side as to keep it hidden...

The desert girl was weaving through the crowd like a snake among grass, finding the thickest parts to hide her face in. At the call of the guard she knew what to do before Cynthia finished her sentence, quickly walking into the masses as she found her way back to the compound, dodging any...

Manama, S&N, Cynthia Manama didn't struggle as the two led her forward, feeling in her moment of trial quite accomplished, the words of the twins only seeming to build up her ego in the process. The crowd of peasants that'd started to come forth parted for them, and she only assumed it proper...