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"Some." Orion confirmed, turning his head to look back at her as they ascended higher and higher towards the tower's apex. "But they either flee, die, or think better of staying after I confront them." Wynne was not the first to try befriending him, was not the only one who'd earned herself...

It was unlike Orion to offer any such sanctuary to wayward travelers finding their way into Trastus. Even as her hand so gently took his own he questioned his own reasonings for such a choice. Perhaps he felt kindred to Wynne, connected by their shared abilities. More likely, he was simply too...

Perhaps it was some cruel reminder of how deeply he'd fallen into despair, that hearing her say that she may not be able to help him brought a feeling of relief. Was he so resigned to his hopelessness that the idea of being pulled from it truly frightened him so? His lips again curled in...

The stare that Orion cast down at Wynne was one of confusion, concern and unease. To be shown what he had just shown her and not run for her life? To instead offer her hand, offer her friendship to a man she now knew to be an addled and disturbed killer? Perhaps Orion was not the only one who...

By the time Kaida had worked up the nerve to speak to him again, Orion's anger had dissipated somewhat. No matter how the fire in his veins raged, no matter how his corrupted heart ached, something about the cool wind against his face, the familiar scent of his home that still lingered faintly...

Yes. It will take her, too. You can't save her. Run while you can, girl. Excise the tumor now, before the infection spreads. Orion winced, his teeth clenching harshly as he shook the voices away. They were quiet, still muffled enough for him to resist, but that they'd returned so quickly...

Orion hesitated as she offered him assistance, a wary and distrusting simmer in his eyes as she approached him. The mage's body tensed and his lip twitched. "No." He refused her help outright, before continuing to ascend the stairs. "Illusion magic is a teachable art just any other form of...

From what little he recalled through the fog, Orion had given her enough of a dressing down the previous night. That in mind, he spared her his chastisement over attempting to infiltrate a place she knew nothing about. Hopefully, that was only a momentary lapse in her judgment and not the...

Orion stared up at Wynne for a moment, his sunken gaze running down the length of her arm to her offered hand as he processed what she'd just told him. A sensation built in his chest, something light and foreign that bubbled up into his throat and came out in a huff. For the first time in...

So she was going to handle the food? Very well, that gave him the chance to separate from her, to cool down and perhaps collect what thoughts he was still able to wrangle together. Wordlessly he strode to the balcony door, pushing it open and letting a cool blast of evening air rush inside the...

If only this strange visitor he'd been granted knew what a gift she'd tried to give him. If last night was to have been his final act, it would have been fitting for it to be alone, without a soul to see him off. Still, that last vestige of his sanity within him wished for company, to be seen...

Orion scarcely held back the snarl in his throat, even as a finger nearly as thick as his neck pressed against his chest. Perhaps Kaida was indeed a dragon, a beast so fearsome and intimidating that they were spoken of only in legend. She still held the naivete of a young girl. To speak to him...

At some point during that long wait, as Wynne waited so anxiously to see if he would return to the world of the waking or sink into his subconscious forever, Orion's comatose condition turned to that of simple sleep. Sometimes, such episodes were the only way that his body could convince him to...

Orion was limp in Wynne's grip, but his skin was warm and his chest still rose and fell with breath. As she turned him onto his back, his hair would fall away from his forehead and the place he'd made contact with the railing would reveal itself. The wound seemed minor, a small reddened bump...

Orion stood against the railing of the stairs as Kaida so openly displayed her resolve to him. The illusionist did not attempt to refute her claims, but the dullness in his eyes and the exhaustion that seemed painted on every inch of his face suggested he was far too trapped amidst the hell of...