Recent content by Musah

Musah snorted at the initial comment as they neared the portal, already showing signs of activity. "Not the first time I heard that." While there were plenty of slaves streaming through the portal, there were equally as many that hesitantly stood to the side. They were likely trying to...

"Uh, no." He answered back slightly questioningly when someone was confused about what the other just said. Why would he leave her when she was the one helping them escape? "C'mon, if we don't hurry then we will miss any opening before they get guards out there." Musah was not letting go as he...

"We'll take the portal stone, but you are coming with." Musah wasted no time in running forward and slamming his body into one of the slavers. What followed was a mad scramble between the two that ended with Musah's newfound dagger firmly embedded in the slaver's ribs. He kicked the limp body...

Musah felt his feet slip if only for a moment and thought his legs were giving out on him again. Thankfully, someone had grabbed him and kept him upright. Before he knew what was going on, all hell broke loose as the ground erupted around them. Slaves and slavers ran for cover. Wait, slaves...

Run? Why would he do that? Ok, maybe he should run, but that first slaver was going to die before he left. That was the only guarantee he was willing to make about all of this. He had enough cities to topple without adding all of Cirak to it and several slaver crews. However, that knock from...

Musah nearly tipped over as Taima leaned into him, if only so he could turn and spit at the guard. Thankfully, they were hurried away before the guard could swing on him. As they were led deeper into the city, the change to the jagged rocky ground served to keep Musah aware as he had to bite...

"You touch me with that hand again and I'm going to bite it off!" A shout came over the crowd as a young man was quickly beaten down by several of the slavers. Eventually, the beat down stopped and the man was forced to his feet to continue walking. He was covered in scars and bruising, his...

Ronan once again had that far-away look in his eyes but was forced to come back to the conversation at the General's outburst. Leave it to the guard to ruin anything interesting happening around Vel Anir. It was ironic that the revolution had happened mainly because the royals and some nobles...

Ronan grumbled to voice his displeasure, except when he grumbled the entire room vibrated with unease. He had hoped Elise would be more on his side to counteract those voicing support for Evangeline, but her idea had been even worse. The one worry Ronan actually had for the Academy was that it...

Hmm, Evangeline, he had read reports on her. One of Pirian's prodigies, if his memory served him correctly...There were worse choices, but at the same time, there were better. Ronan tapped his fingers to some unknown beat against the table. He had a faraway look in his eyes before zoning back...

"My sympathy to all of your relatives caught up in the ordeal." A deep, smooth, resonating voice came from the doorway as a large individual stepped in. The air seemed to vibrate slightly as the man walked in, creating a sense of apprehension. His eyes were looking down at the Headmaster, a cold...

Cyra was preparing to summon more sand traps to slow down the giant, once more, when she heard Gerra's words. She grimaced in irritation but stopped herself from joining deeper into the fight. It was not her place to interrupt this duel if Gerra requested she abstains. Still, just leaving him...

Cyra sat silently near the wall of the tent with her advisor, during this war council. She had briefly looked to the map that Gerra stood above, but the best she could tell was which pieces were the good guys and which ones were bad. Her education growing up had not involved standing army...