Recent content by Quoril

Quoril casually strolled through the merchant district, occasionally stopping to peer into the windows of the various shops. He had avoided the city like the plague ever since the burning of Elbion. But that had been ages ago, and now, it seemed like, was as good a time as any to venture back to...

Quoril sulked at the comment and glare from Melani. He didn't really have any idea what he had done to deserve that except maybe for shouting. "Was it really necessary to kiss me to save me? Melani's clearly a skilled healer. There must have been some other way to get me to swallow the medicine...

Quoril was startled when Melani shoved a piece of paper in his face. First the massive creature, then a loud crash, and now this elf girl. He signed the paper not really having idea of what was going on. Quoril knew she was healing him, but he was still in shock from the kiss to really process...

A grin spread across Quoril's face. "Yeah! I did!" he whispered excitedly. "Maybe I was wrong about her," he thought to himself. "She doesn't seem like the uppity mage type I thought she was, and she seems to be knowledgeable when it comes to potions and their ingredients." His thoughts were...

Quoril's eyes slowly fluttered open. The unpleasant taste of a liquid mixed with... blood? filled his mouth. It took a moment for his brain to register the fact that Melani's face was really close to his. After another moment, his face and all the way up to the tips of his ears flushed red as he...

Quoril fidgited as Abrielle talked to Melani. He hadn't had much experience being around when somebody was opening themselves up and didn't really know what to do with himself. He recoiled slightly and blinked a few times. It took a minute for his brain to process what had just happened. "Did...

Quoril stood in shock as the small woman shouted angrily at him. He was glad when Melani pulled her away. "Maybe that was a bit too much" Quoril mused to himself feeling guilty for putting the others in unnecessary danger. Quoril tensed as Melani put her hand on his shoulder and smiled. He...

Mutt root extract...? Why mutt root extract? And how did she know he had that in his bag? Quoril popped open the bottle and took a quick whiff. An almost overwhelming antiseptic smell burned its way into his nose. Yond wort tincture? A fairly common but highly flammable antiseptic. Mutt root...

Quoril's heart started thumping loudly as the elf threw her arm around his shoulders. "How did she know about the Oblist?" Quoril wondered to himself. She seemed more like a mage-y type person and not somebody who would be out in a graveyard searching for mushrooms. "Y-Yes! I w-want to...

Before Quoril could reply to the woman's question, a pretty, short haired elf ran over and grabbed him by the cheeks. Quoril shook his head dumbly in response as she checked him over, a deep blush covering his face the entire time. He was not at all used to having somebody obsess over his...

Quoril clambered over the crumbling stone wall of the abandoned cemetery. Once used by a necromancer as a supply of "volunteers", it was now vastly overgrown with moss and ivy. His quarry was Oblist Vond, a rare mushroom with a dark navy cap and a mud-brown stem that could be used in many types...

“I’m an alchemist by trade,” Quoril said as he plopped down onto the ground and looked up towards James. “I am able to use some basic elemental magic, but I don't think it’ll be of much help.” Scratching his head, the elf leaned back against the wall and tried to think of some way to destroy the...

Quoril also stopped, putting his hands on his knees coughing, struggling to catch his breath. What was the plan? The elf hadn’t really come up with a plan and instead had just started running. “Didn’t really have a plan,” Quoril confessed. “Personally, I would rather take my chances against an...