Recent content by Navran Soleiman

Navran was many things: intelligent, cunning, powerful, confident yet cautious...he had poured himself into his work for decades, quietly pulling his strings from the shadows to gain what political pull he could, all the while honing his incredible and unique mix of blood and sand magic. He was...

Oh no. Oh no, no, no. Zalika was something of an ace in the hole for Navran, and she was presently drowning in a half-inch deep pool of her own blood. At most the fresh supply she was leaking would allow for one last boost to the sorcerer's abilities, but at the rate his puppets were dropping...

"You call it cowardice, I call it intelligence!" Navran cackled as he watched his constructs march about, taking their swings at his niece. So shortsighted! So typical for one so young not to see the long game. "In my line of work it's far easier to make enemies than friends, child. Putting a...

Navran was not one to pass up an opportunity to gloat. So many years of operating in secrecy, the oft chance he had at rubbing things in was almost therapeutic. The frustration and confusion on his niece's face was tangible, and he reveled in it. "Gerra of Molthal is not the only person with...

If nothing else, the princess was resourceful. Navran watched from relative safety as one of the pillars toppled over, shoved aside with surprising force. That particular power, at least, the sorcerer had not been aware of. He sneered in mild annoyance as one of his precious golems was flattened...

Impetuous and tempestuous, Nymeasha was predictable all the same. A pair of assassins would, of course, go after the softest and most valuable targets in the room. This was easily accounted for, of course; Navran wouldn't expose himself so if he believed there was not ample reward for such risk...

The pile of flesh and bone that was once Regent Assaf moved and danced and sang much the way a human would, all too easily made to bend to the will of his 'advisor' now that his blood was mixed with the sorcerer's sand. The royal family, too, were otherwise indisposed. Not made into living...