Recent content by Melfa

Given her penchant for warmer climbes, most wonders of Crobhear remained a mystery to Melfa. Though let no one say she was not a Komodi of curiosity. The promise of intrigue was near enough to all one needed for stringing the frigid heathen along with them. Especially when the tiny man with the...

Upon reaching for another mug, Melfa's claws grasped air. She blinked from within her hooded wraps of furs for the tiny human only to find a vacant space before her where once there had been a multitude of drinkable warmths. Disappointment colored her reptilian stare for only a brief moment...

From within the cowl of her many layers, two hellfire eyes pinned the tiny human with a curious look. There was a beat after the offer, the flicker of a forked tongue, then a clawed hand reached forward to take up a cup from the platter in the fashion of an adult to a child's tea party set...

Far below in the light of the moon, the telltale signs of a returning hunting party puttered along the crags of the mountains. Torches and lanterns dotted the dark miasma of moving bodies while the gale brought in the sounds of loud conversation and drunken laughter. Clearly they'd been...

Slowly trudging through the mud, Melfa gave little heed to what had been a wounded shoulder and instead look to the giant mound of the dead minotaur several yards away, impressed. "Enemies," she answered Edric with a heated snort that sent smoke billowing from her nostrils as remnants of her...

By the time Edric had finished off his oversized opponent, the last of the intruders that could still manage to move had retreated, leaving the majority of their comrades either dead or downed among the encampment. Melfa trudged through the mud, second eyelids blinking back the rain, and...

A sudden explosion of fire filled the darkness to his right - spouting from the mouth of the caravan's leader. The flames licked across two separate attackers, sticking to their skin and armor like tar and burning through flesh and leather alike. They scattered into the rain, screeching and...

The institution of night watches hadn't been overlooked, merely unlucky that the current watchman's route had taken them on the opposite end of where the intruders had ventured in. At the sound of the horrific scream, the orc came running - his bulky form stomped through mud between the tents...

The komodo’s consternation did not last long, her face shifting into reptilian thought. Issuing a low rumble, Melfa slowly turned and moved a few larger crates about to get to one stacked at the bottom. She was not familiar with the dwarven make of what he was describing, but… Her claws picked...

Melfa gave him a curious look. “Edric…” Chasmine gently whispered, “when a host offers you tea, you should accept it whether you want it or not. It is only polite...”

“Edric,” Chasmine whispered from the amulet, “who is the Pit Master?” Luckily her voice could not be heard beyond his own ears thanks to the din of the market levels and the people they shared the lift with. “Mm,” Melfa grunted in reply, looking otherwise pleased with herself, “winners get...

“Melfa warrior,” the komodo proclaimed with a guttural sound just short of a growl, pounding a fist to her chest, “Melfa know fighters when meet.” They would soon be free of the noise, smells, and crowds of the tavern and pit, moving back outside to the gangways and scaffolded stairways of the...

His words garnered him a variety of looks. Disinterest. Offense. Boredom. Amusement. Curiosity. The orcess fell somewhere in the middle of it all, bemused by his youth and surety. Orcs did tend to value bravado and he apparently had it in spades - but orcs raised and honed in the wilds were...

Edrin. Had Chasmine been of flesh and blood she would have given him a strange look. Alas, his spiritual companion said nothing and instead felt quiet approval at his attempts to lay low, as it were. It was, after all, an attempt - even if not a very good one. The fact that he remembered was...

Well, even if she wasn’t going to get the show she’d been hoping for, Melfa cackled with all the enthusiasm of a deeply entertained dragon. The crowd erupted into absolute chaos at the upset of the long-reigning champ, but the orcs in attendance were roaring with pride of the victory. The...