Recent content by Phyrra

Communion made, the gathered warriors went to their posts with the knowledge that relief was on the way. 'All we have to do is hold out.' Phyrra had told them, speaking openly, her voice calm and assured. She had arranged for additional defences to be erected in the hallways and spiral...

The gates were shut and sealed, the hardpoints manned. Unstringing her bow and handing it off to her second, Phyrra joined her kith and comrades as they discussed the next steps in what was shaping up to be a desperate last stand. 'There are certainly more out there than we were led to...

The arrows in Phyrra's quiver were running out fast. By the time the call came to retreat, she was down to a dozen. Hardly enough, she thought, fearless in the face of untold horrors. Nocking, she drew back her bowstring, revelling in the burn as she held, waiting for a target to present itself...

Moving fast and staying low, Phyrra made her way through the Ashen Glades in search of prey. Whilst the army licked its wounds and saw to the furtherment of its plans, she hunted; scouts and ambushers and officers were the targets of the day. Foes worth killing. Aithlin's words. Of course, in...

Phyrra loosed arrow after arrow at the warband gathering around the base of the inner wall. Stone shook. Steel rattled. Keeping a tally became impossible. 'They're going for the gate!' A mercenary bellowed, winding his crossbow, his eyes on his weapon, and not the monster climbing up the wall...

Nodding, Phyrra remained silent as they wound their way through the deep woods. Though there was a chance Rhugarol had been lying, there was still every chance she hadn't been. But then could the word of one of Arkhivom's minions really be trusted, and if so, what did that mean for the future of...

With Aera Eäron behind them, the two Aerai warriors made their way deep into the dark forests of Aeraesar. It was difficult to feel safe, even here, amongst the trees and still-flowing brooks. More than once, Phyrra found herself stopping, certain she had seen or heard something move in the...

Phyrra lowered her guard. Shianda! Over a century had passed since she had been listed as missing in action, and yet here she was, alive, if not well. Phyrra remembered her voice, the way it sounded when she sang of an eve. 'What did they do to you?' Phyrra asked, clearly upset by the...

Lightning zipped past her, bouncing, bounding across the stone between them. It gave her room to move, to manoeuvre. Leaping over to the breach behind Vailë, Phyrra wheeled to face her foe, just in time to avoid the scissoring blades as they reached for her throat. Retaliating with a low kick...

Tensing as Vailë clashed with the masked-one, Phyrra ripped her sword free and closed with their assailant. As quick and confident as their enemy was, it was still two-on-one. Lunging nimbly forward, Phyrra lashed out with her bow, using the reach it granted her to her advantage. Vailë...

'I am certain your lord wishes for a great many things,' replied Phyrra, stepping from the shadows, her face and armour coated in dust. Her throat felt dry, and she could feel her eyes beginning to water from all the particles in the air. Wiping them clear, she drew another arrow from her...

Phyrra weighed the question in her head. Should they return to the Conclave with news of what they had learnt here today? Or should they stay, and perhaps discover more of the enemy's machinations in so doing. If you believe it to be the best course of action, she replied having come to a...

Wiping her face clean with the rag proffered by Syr Ilvisar, Phyrra smiled. 'Thank you!' Pinching the now-bloodied rag between her thumb and forefinger, the Aerai warrior passed it back, a somewhat sheepish look on her face. She started to speak, only for her words to be drowned out by an...

Was it luck that put your sword through the beast's neck? Phyrra asked, pleased to see her companion smiling, despite of it all. Don't sell yourself short, Vailë. It was a clean kill, worthy of acknowledgement. Pride was a pitfall, but all warriors possessed some modicum of it. Even Aerai...

Phyrra went right as Vailë broke left. She could feel something coming their way, even though either of them had yet to lay eyes on it. The click and scrape of taloned feet followed. Phyrra's skin crawled at the sound. No, I don't believe so, she replied, setting her bow down between her feet...