Recent content by Nimruil

The name travelled through mazes of glass and boiling alchemy. Through intervowen wards and scrying runes, each humming and glowing with arcane power; one by one, as if passing the message along. Up stairs and through doors rendered from rich Zurkhwood, intricate with swiring burls and emerald...

Pale red eyes examined the effect of his orbs, satisfied in the work of his own spell. The priestesses might well attempt to dispel its magic; but this was one he had reserved especially for them, its esoteric elementalism more difficult for them to identify and break. But it would still only...

From his vantage point, Nimruil spied two regiments reaching the square. One was entirely made up of priestesses and their own reserve guard, crossbows walking ahead of shield-bearers -- nothing but the standard of Maelzafan carried above them. About a tally of hundred warriors and a handful of...

The balcony offered no resistance against Zathria's intrusion. But the air grew taught, as if *something* contracted, like a coiled beast. Faint woodchimes could be heard, dangling above each door available to her, not moved by wind -- but by something else. One door led into a small, glass...

So it had finally happened. The end of this cycle occurred. Sooner than expected, but here all the same. The ways of nature and history waited for no one's hourglass to drain. Nimruil watched it all unfurl below him; tail swishing, cephalic fins twitching with dark anticipation. Vyx'aria moved...

The street yielded before a crude stairway leading up above the crowded avenues of Zar'Ahal. This narrow path snaked around a stony rise; almost an underground hill, slowly but surely leading the party up above and at a distance from the bottom of the city. For every step taken, the stairway...

Klerzos returned about at the same time as the escort arrived. Administering his healing salve to his master through a strange, pear-shaped and black leather-wrapped bottle with a snaking neck, Nimruil accepted the medicament to his arm, while giving a nod of understanding to the rith'ar. "I...

"Matron Beksesha, of Suulet'jabar," Nimruil said promptly, then with slower deliberation, added: "she is the one who has sent for us." He gestured briefly between Klerzos and himself, still holding his injured arm. He threw his head at their vornyx carriage, a few teeth still bared as the pain...

An unexpected turn of events. A female, admitting guilt freely? He thought he'd never see the hour. This caused him to eye Xunari like a particularly rare breed, filled with all the curiosity of an academic who saw a specimen act against his hard-earned paradigme. The stately features to her...

Attention honed in on Alak. Smiles of dark amusement, giggles of insidious delight and anticipatory stroking of writhing, multi-tailed whips followed his plea. They gathered around the three males like a pack of hungry predators, still determining whether they were prey. The great riding lizard...

Nimruil stared straight ahead at the grotesque flogging; rigid as ice in his formal stance. "It tells me of complacency. Of weakness masquerading as strength." His words were low and punctual; in the same manner a lecturer might dismiss a class, without wanting the whole college to witness...

Nimruil folded his arms behind his back, striding up next to their lizard mount. His chin raised just an inch further upward; already towering with lofty disdain. Eyes sliced from the spectacle a few thirty yards ahead to the voice addressing him. It came from one of the other stray males in...

The carriage moved sleekly through the subterranean street, not by wheels or hooves, but by scaled claws. Zar'Ahal demanded mounts and transports that could easily scale sheer surfaces; as such, preferred mounts often ended with large spiders or lizards. This giant riding lizard spanned about...

A dream not of his own making, then. It lacked the gentle music of dripping rocks and gurgling streams. The prismatic glow of his caged sun. The comely ripple of steam among damp cave walls and the petaled scent of skikudis 'anon in the warm air. Instead, mist and flora of a surface nature...