Recent content by Osha

If anything, Osha seemed more at home amongst the dark, cold dungeon. When she’d been younger, the Academy had used her in these places often. To see what she could do with the spirits of those they’d just killed. Of prisoners. Of runaways. Other initiates. The pale moon glow of Bes’...

A curious, quiet glance to the one that looked so much like her brother. Another bite of eggs. And french toast that was nearly floating in the pool of sticky-syrup she'd put on her plate. This beat any kind of food at the Academy. The Weiroons actually had french toast very close to this...

"I need more supplies for rituals," she muttered between a mouthful of eggs as she offered a piece of toast to Bes beneath the table. "And...some information." She finished without expounding more on it. But like Sybille, she too needed coin. "Money would be nice," she agreed with the...

"Rawuffff...wuffff!" Bes barked as Shiloh knocked on her door. Her black, spooky companion clearly excited about the idea of breakfast. And the nose picking up the sizzling smell of fresh bacon. Osha groaned with one pale eye cracking open as Bes' front paws clawed at the door. A low whine...

Osha found her room, having picked the right West facing window. With Bes walking by her side, she managed to make it to the bed. Boots kicked in different directions as she flopped onto the top. Her head spun lightly and she felt as though she were rocking on a ship. Perfect. No ghosts...

Bes licked Osha's hand, bringing the girl teetering on the edge back from a quickly building drunken wave. A groan as they were motioned to follow Gus. Osha nearly fell off the stool if it wasn't for Bes' mass keeping her up. At least the voices around her were getting quieter - those...

Osha took a healthy sip, tipping the bottle back and letting the alcohol burn down her throat. "Ahhh," she smacked her burning lips together and flicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth in a satisfying sound. Still gripping the bottle in one hand, she swiveled on the bar stool and...

Osha found herself staring at Osbert again before turning her attention to the shots. Finally took a step away from him. "Thanks," she said to Shiloh, surprised he didn't take the entire bottle for himself. Without any hesitations, she downed the burning liquid. A moment later the tiefling...

Inside there were two ghouls sitting at the bar. Drinking from ghostly mugs. Their iridescent skin and clothes of their past life water-logged and bloated. Her pale eyes blinked as she realized they'd been drowned. Bes growled lowly as she stared at the same seemingly empty spot at the bar...

Osha blinked and stared at Shiloh. For once, the last thing he said made a lot of sense. Bes perked her ears forward then silently turned to Osha for scratches behind them. Osha complied. Then stood, looking to each of them. One last pat to Bes' head. Would they help her if she asked them...

Osha turned to give a firm nod of agreement to Sybille. It seemed the two girls had similar views. At least when it came to space. Sharing space had never bothered her brother either and for a moment, she felt a sharp, rawness within her chest. Followed by a flash of anger. Pale fingers...

Bes promptly trotted around the room. Tail wagging in the shared company. Nose to the ground sniffing everything. Osha felt tired. And sore. Pale eyes met Sybille's. A teeny, hesitant nod to the other girl. "Bes prefers piles of news pamphlets but she would like a big bone." At the word...

The Kiven that had tripped over her, lay prone on the ground as the feelings of the burns finally settled in and the adrenaline began to wear off. The other one had its throat ripped out by Bes. "Good girl," Osha muttered and gave the dog's blood-spattered head a quick pat as she pushed...

There was a lot of clicking going on. And for a moment, Bes' eyes were trained on Osbert. But then fire. Screams and burning flesh in the air. She felt a watery-tentacle slick around one of her ankles too late. Then a tug and she was pulled to the ground toward the pool of water. Bes...

Why was the redhead blaming Os for the water? Osha couldn't spare enough time to wrap her mind around it. Osha blinked as Shiloh made his move and quickly whispered beneath her breath as the kivren's spirit flickered to 'life' above its suddenly dead body. Only she and Bes could see it. But...