Recent content by Mika Roost

"Well, aren't you a charmer yourself," she'd sweetly respond to his flirtatious remark. As Ayana left, Mika gave her a smile back. Whether she was just shy, or just not a people person, Mika just took it in stride. They'll warm up to each other in time. On his invitation for a drink, she took a...

Mika couldn't help but twist her face in disgust as the creature grew an arm and wings from his wounds. That couldn't have been natural. Just what kind of demon was this thing? If something like this hadn't been told as ghost stories to keep children at home yet, then boy did she have a tale for...

"Great. It's a masochist." Mika would sigh after seeing the goat thing barely wince at the fact that its arm nearly got chopped off. She charged forward as its attention was on Charlemagne but before she got within swinging distance, the creature backed away with another skyward jump. She...

The massive swing of a massive sword did little against the creature's horn, though that may have been expected, as horns were rather tough on their own, but this beast's own seems as though it were made of stronger stuff. No matter, the eyes were always a weak point. At least to the beasts...

The thing in the brush was something she had never seen before. It had the head and lower body of a goat but its torso was that of a person, though the arms were uncomfortably long and out of proportion. Well this was certainly something she could tell the other girls about. Along with the...

An opponent in the Spine? So what got him worked up was the scent of an old adversary then? In that case, she supposd she understood why he was on alert. Then a curious scent reached her nose. Was that what he smelled? She put her violin and bow away and turned towards something moving to the...

With the positive go-ahead to her offer of music-making, she grabbed her violin and bow and assumed the playing position. She chose a song that complemented their pace. Something slow and controlled that didn't inspire one's heart to race, but had the notes of a kind of hopefulness. It was, in...

Well that was nice, the leader of the mercenary band liked her and possibly saved her some unnecessary process to be part of the whole thing. A smooth start as far as she was concerned, though she wouldn't be bedazzling them with her swordsmanship, but being taken by her music was just as good...

It was as Charlemagne said. Nobles were always taking every chance they could get to show that they're better than everyone else. Though she will admit that some of them were more bearable than others. Though the more humbler ones are those with low status, often because they too were looked...

Mika listened intently. She knew the world outside settlements were worse off than anything behind a wall. For the commoner, cities were the safest haven. Though depending on who you were and who you made enemies with, the outskirts would have been much safer, definitely. Still she couldn't deny...

The affirmation that he enjoyed her little song raised her spirits some more, not that she needed words to see that he liked it, or at the very least found it amusing. Her mentor had always told her to look at people's eyes. Very few people who fake a smile also know that the corner of the eyes...

Making him crack a smirk felt like an accomplishment, and an affirmation that he had a sense of humor behind that stone-cold demeanor. It shouldn't be surprising though. Even the most emotionless of people had a soft spot for something. That proved true for everyone she'd met so far. He talked...

He asked if she got her hand stuck on a cart's wheel, which she shook her head to. That would have been messier and would have taken so much longer to heal. She doubted she could have still played the violin after a tragedy like that. "Well, no. The merchant went ballistic when he saw the ring...

His cold demeanor did little to cool hers, in fact she seemed a little more enthralled. With her questions being ticked off one by one, which was a bit surprising as some people often told her to slow down or repeat the questions with a slower tempo. A good listener, this one. That probably...

The Spine was a region that Mika didn't visit often, but she had been there on a number of occasions because of an errand she had to do for her grandma. This time was one of those. A special merchant had visited the brothel lately and unfortunately lost a ring. Had it been any old piece of...