Recent content by Margot Triss

Margot was aware to an extent of what was happening, but her reactions and thoughts couldn't perceive really what was going on. She knew her friends, and she knew her enemies. She knew to trust Petra, and when the storm dragon towered over her, she accepted his presence with an ease that should...

Castor, her refuge in this moment, was quick to react to her. He kept her from losing balance as he calculated their escape. She could smell the acrid contents of the vials as he threw them, and she knew that she must away from here. She was fighting many things, her mind was slow and she didn't...

Margot stumbled slightly, confused as the Sightless she had been mauling was suddenly ripped from her. There was no recognition as to what had happened, and she was stopped dead in her tracks. She turned slowly, the voice of Castor echoing in her ears. She faced him, blinking slowly, still...

The blade remained upon the ground, all three of them staring at it with different emotions cascading throughout the room. It shouldn't have been possible, but it happened. Margot looked to Farren, her form shifting in front of the other two with an ease that could be envied. Osuin was...

Ice blue eyes snapped open as the scuffle began in earnest. Body lay motionless in the snow for a few beats, then she raised herself from the frozen earth, as if she herself had risen from the dead. She saw nothing, felt nothing, but an angry snarl disfigured her lips. Fingers curled into hooks...

Black. That was all she knew, a void of nothing propelling her endlessly. She tried to remember who and what she was, but the only thing that lingered was a burning desire. A desire for what though, even that eluded her. Her earth shook, her limbs were moved, she could feel skin against hers...

The air was crisp, a frozen breeze rattling the bones of leafless trees. The battle had been over, the retreat had been called. Syr Margot had not returned home. Time passed, had anyone noticed she had even been gone? She couldn't even remember what happened, where she had been. Bare feet...

Sleep did not find the Dawnling easily these days. Unrest, the Everwatcher pressing the Kights in every direction. He was trying to weaken them, bring them down on their knees. Did the small faction have enough to make it through? Margot shook her head and sighed softly. Maybe they would all...

Margot shifted uncomfortably as she noted the looks of her fellow knights. It was indeed odd behavior from her, and yet when it came to their trials as knights, was it all to uncommon? She rather hoped those were the thoughts they settled on. Seluria greeted Margot, but the blonde knight did...

Margot almost, almost regretted her decision to join Oliver and company. Still, she needed to be with others, lest she drown her sorrows in dangerous ways. A deep seated depression gnawed at her mind, and there was no spell or magic to cure it. She resisted the urge to flinch as she was wrapped...

Margot stood trembling, her body aching and exhausted. The light of her blade died as the cultists paused in their assault, their sightless eyes drawn away. They had won. Margot looked to Dal as he shouted to her on his plans, her beaten mind barely registering his words. What sounded like a...

Margot watched the many scenes unfold before her. The staggering dance that garnered much attention from the squires. Their voices filling the air, reminding her of her own youth, though she was still indeed young. She felt she had aged immensely, just from experience alone. She no longer looked...

It was a celebration, a remembrance of those that were no longer here. A burden Margot felt deep in her heart. Memories of those she could not save in the field had begun to haunt her. No longer was she the happy-go-lucky naive girl that had a spark in her eye. No, that Margot was dead. She of...

Margot and Dal danced around each other, blades arcing with fueled ferocity. Her limbs ached, but she had Dal at her back, she must not falter again. Wave after wave of the crazed crashed against them, a relentless sea of flesh. They were slowly quelling the tide, but they were still threatened...

Upon reaching a report from Heleana herself, Margot hastened to join her fellow knights. They were yet a green bunch, extra hands were needed to assure safety, that was her responsibility. The thundering of hooves, the swiftness of the steed beneath her, she would catch up with relative ease...