Recent content by Mariana

Her first instinct was to use magic. To take out one of her magical tattoos. But she knew she couldn't let him see it. Her brother had explained the dangers of her having magic and not attending the Academy, especially since she didn't want that dreadlord life. She and her family would be...

She wandered across the mostly abandoned courtyard and dipped into a side door that was chipped of blue and white paint. Dark, stuffy curtains hung from the windows, casting the room and darkness and shadow. Mariana still didn't know what room it was but she strode confidently over to a set of...

Alistair Krixus, I'm glad you tracked me down and dragged me back to live with you and Natasha. I know how much you love your family and somehow I was lucky enough to be part of that. I know i don't always show it but I love you, brother. And even if you're not always proud of me being your...

Yeah and knowin gher brother, he probably had runes and 'eyes' all over this city as it was. For a moment, Mariana squinted into the darkness at a wall across the street. It wasn't like she saw anything but...eh. Splat rubbed his feathery-inky body against her ear and brought Mariana's gaze...

Mariana ignored the stares and beamed as she watched her brother go up to sort out business. A few of the nobles huffed and immediately headed for the docks. Mariana guessed the ones who stayed were probably a little more cunning. They knew how to..what was the phrase? Brown-nose? Mooch...

As Al leaned over, Mariana prepared for a chastisement. Surprise flickered across her face as he whispered his advice, instead. Mariana's smile widened and she nodded. That little magical bee that came from one of her tattoos crawled beneath the man's perfectly coifed collar. As he raised...

There were murmured whispers of shock at the sudden price increase. Many in the rows ahead of them shifted uncomfortably. That noble young man who'd been eyeing Mariana looked a little put out but raised his hand to match her brother's bid. Mariana looked at the ink on her hand. There was a...

"I go to some parties," she muttered. Then her face brightened, an earnestness in her voice as she looked at Arcadia. "I went to one at the palace with the royals and they had the best wine. I rather like wine, actually." She beamed and looked innocent, like a rascal, and smug all at once...

Mariana sat, no, fidgeted next to her brother. B O R I N G This was so drull. But she promised she'd try to be good. And stars, she was trying. Several nobles raised their hands to put in their bids. That young man who was far too old for her who'd been eyeing her on the ship turned and...

She took the offered glass of champagne reluctantly. Her dour expression an odd contrast reflected in the happy amber bubbles. She tipped it back. "Well, some of us worry about you and we can't help it," she muttered and paused as they went through another great room. This one though? The...

"Just. Promise that you'll be as careful as you can, okay?" And those big Krixus blue eyes looked up at her brother. Even ignoring the tray of drinks that were being passed around to the others. And it looked like Obanese champagne...her favorite kind! She couldn't imagine life without her...

"That's really noble of you," the young girl gave the other woman a thoughtful look. "Selfless." She breathed, not really sure what it felt like to think of protecting a people over oneself. Perhaps that's how she felt about Alistair and her new family. Even though she was still getting used...

She couldn't help the relief that was openly on her face. She'd never been good at hiding emotions even if it didn't matter much for her brother right now and the kinds of things he could see and couldn't. She got off the ship first and knew better than to offer a hand to help him. It felt...

"Well, I hope my brother never does that to me," she declared as only a young girl could. "Boys are gross, anyway." Nose stuck up in the air as she harumphed. Splat's reptilian tongue flicked through the air. Then a moment a realization as if it was the next logical thing to ask. "But what...

"Thanks Al," she looped her smaller arms around him and gave him a big squeeze. Holding on probably a few seconds too long before stepping back. She hated to admit it but when he'd found her? Just after her mother had died...she'd been pretty desperate. And though she was well taken care of...