Recent content by Raisanu

Raisanu nodded at her companion's explanation. Sometimes she couldn't help but feel a little envious of the magically gifted. The sky was the limit with magic, and she wouldn't have had to buy portal keys if she could use magic herself. But then, magic was also risky from what she heard...

Raisanu arrived at the gate carrying a crossbow and a few bags of supplies in addition to everything that she'd already carried with her in the tavern. The hunter didn't anticipate the crossbow being particularly useful against a displacer beast, but one never knew. So many things meant the...

Raisanu looked out the window. Her ears flicked in surprise, then she laughed. "Ah, lost track of the time," she chirped. "Well, if you're up for starting now, I'm no stranger to hunting at night. They're most active then, so it would be much easier to lure, at least. Staying in the trees would...

Raisanu's ears pricked at the confirmation of the bounty. Good enough for her. That'd feed her for a good bit of time and allow her to restock on potions and maintain her equipment. The hunter turned her head to look the one-armed woman in the eye, tilting her head slightly and turning her ears...

The merriment of a tavern—as well as the occasional bar brawl—always lifted the griffari's spirits. Better yet, the gossip and tales that flowed freely from lips loosened by alcohol got coin in the hunter's purse. All Raisanu had to do was listen. Her tufted ears swiveled and her long, feathered...

Raisanu almost felt sorry for the grounded folks who had to trek up winding mountain trails to reach this old castle. It was something she rarely thought of, as she often worked by herself and rarely had to take others’ flightlessness into consideration. As she watched from her perch, though...

Raisanu’s ears pricked as another stranger made himself known, but relaxed at his gesture and introduction. The young hunter noted that he had no ranged weapons that she could see, and she was still on her perch above, so she at least held that advantage. She nodded and listened intently. “I’m...

Just past the Spine was the Ixchel Wild, but the marshlands on the other side had their own unpleasant character. Bloodsucking insects, the rustling leaves that gave away animals scurrying in the undergrowth, and the shrill calls of creatures in the night were just things Raisanu had to get used...