Recent content by Ophelia Tirion

Ophelia had mad it her mission to attend the Himbo even so graciously planned out by Petra and other organizers she was yet to meet. It had been a good few weeks since Ophelia had seen new handsome faces aside from those who rised in the monestary with her. She had been hauled up in a pile of...

Just as Ophelia was readying herself to scout from a nearby tree top, the cry sounded through the shrubbery. Shit. Mounting her horse as quickly as possible she shot after Hector, pulling one of her throwing knives from her pouch on her thigh as she rode. Nudging the borrowed mares sides to...

As Osuin walked them back in the direction of which the other babes where, Ophelia was not oblivious to Arkobolds fear and distaste for the infant nibbling at her tunics sleeves. "It's alright Arko," she offered a sympathetically over her shoulder, the corner of her mouth lifting in a subtle...

"What in the world?!" Ophelia shouted following Arkobolds shriek as the cat sized creature shuffled past them as fast as its' little feet would peddle it away. Following the other squires lead she darted for the door behind him, dropping her basket of jars on the floor with them shattering in...

Ophelia only offered a shrug as she tied the laces of her boots and grinned when Hector announced that the others were unaware of their plans ________________________ With the bandit camp not far off, the trio needed to put their plan in place. As they trotted slowly through the forest she...

"Abri..." Ophelia felt a tad sympathetic for her friend when the revelation dawned on her. "For some people, such things hold no value - for others they do but I cannot tell you which reigns true for the boy." The Falwood elf tried to comfort her friend but whether she had made matters worse or...

"Didn't have much of an appetite," Ophelia stood from her spot and dusted off her pants. Tovrik had mad his way over aswell, his face still filled with the same concerned look it had been the previous night. "Weelll?" Ophelia almost drew out the word, her tone close to mocking as if...

"Eagles? Abrielle you cannot be serious." Ophelias tone had gone from playful to what could be described as a mixture of both confusion and concern. Waving her hands slightly as if trying to get a grip on the conversation Ophelia took a deep breath before placing then on her friends arm...

After a good nights rest, the smallest crack of sunlight had woken Ophelia. After she had gotten ready, the knight prospect found a quite patch of grass close to where Hector and the others had stabled their horses and pulled some dried meat out of her satchet to snack on. As she sat there...

Just as Ophelia was about to take another sip of the delicious wine, Abrielle had bounded over to her and began pulling her away - Ophelia almost missing the table as she put her glass down in the rush of motion. As the door shut Abrielle almost immediately started rambling and when Ophelia...

Ophelia thought on it. If Tovriks father truly only turned to a life of banditry out of desperation then the possibility of a truce or peacful agreement could work, but if his chosen lifestyle were out of enjoyment this would not be an easy task - especially if the man felt he were to be...

Ophelia had spent her early morning wondering through the forest surrounding the Astenvale monastery, gathering an array of fungi and herbs she had run low on. When the woven basket she had taken with her was filled to the brim, she decided to head back. On her way to the kitchens, the fresh...

Ophelia had been on of the first to show up at the obstacle course, keen to try her hand at the challenge. Flexibility and agility was her strong suite, pure brute strength was something she lacked. From where she assumed would be the starting point, the squire scanned the rest of the...

"Well look at you mister knight," Ophelia smirked at the bar ladies reaction and popped her coin back into her satchel. Going to be difficult finding those later, she thought. "Why not stand up to him? Or are you going to keep letting him walk all over you and wait until he eventually...

"Your best whiskey," she turned to look at the two who just joined her, uncertain of who was more upset. Rolling her eyes, Ophelia lay down some extra coin, "Make it three please." Turning her back to the bar now, the elf placed both elbows on counter. "Okay, spit it out." Looking...