Recent content by Niobe Miller

Now, Niobe wasn't too many things. She wasn't particularly witty nor clever, she thought, nor the smartest baker on the block. But sharing something she made, and seeing that look--- satisfaction, though more than that, an ability to pause, to relax and enjoy, made her especially happy. And...

When he cleared his throat, she all but jumped out of her skin. The breadboard she had been wiping off suddenly clattered, and she let out a little gasp when she wheeled around. Blue eyes, ringed with green, widened, and she flushed again, picking it up and placing it on a countertop that seemed...

When the washroom door closed, Niobe uttered a long sigh. Truth be told, something about the man unsettled her. Was it someone who would recognize her mortal guise from Elbion? Perhaps someone who knew the owner of this face in its' previous life, before it was gifted to her? She wasn't sure...

"Erren Serris..." she mumbled the name, cocking her head. It was a good, fitting name. It sat strongly in the mind. Somehow, it very much suited the man, at least what little she would glean from personality. Still, she flushed at hearing her own name, and gave him a grin, removing her hand to...

She half-expected a man dressed so finely to be someone with a short temper. Most of the tower-folk were in her limited experience; rude, cutting, or horribly witty. But he seemed... amused? She blinked twice, then flushed deeper red when he dusted some of the flour off. Speak, idiot Naiad...

Niobe Miller's CS

Today was a good day to be alive. She had been baking, cooking, and running about all the eve before, even waking at the crack of dawn to check on honey cakes and pumpkinbread she'd left to rise the night before. This was her first harvest celebration, and the first time she had opened a...