Recent content by Random Woman

“Oh, if it were up to me, I wouldn’t name this place Alli-rah.” She moved her chin down, allowing it to dig into her upper chest in order to look at the coin on the table. Her eyes went round and round its unclipped edge, until she raised her head up again to stare at her table-fellow. Her...

She rubbed her lower face with the smile still solidly formed by her lips, and prepared to sit down. No attempt was made to pull the chair away from the table, even though she had earlier planted her hands on its backrest. Instead, she moved slightly to its side, and slid between the little...

The smoke-charred door of the inn... flew open! Well, it almost did - but its rusty handle happened to catch on the sleeve of the person who tried to open it through putting all their weight into the action. As a result, the robed woman entered into the establishment face-first, muttering...

She decided to stand up, embracing the verbal challenge with a sneer. "Everyone can hibernate, if they try hard enough. I just finished hibernating some more myself!" ... "This time it was for about... er, three drops of a crow's beak? Nay, make it... four." She crossed her arms...

The woman climbed out of her almost burrow-like hole, shaking off chipped pieces of dry leaves and foliage from her monkish attire. Exposed to the fresh air and elements, she took a moment to sneeze, before returning her attention to the fighting man. "Lower half? Of a woman?" Now taking notice...

"By Maskat's wrinkled brow, what's with that INFERNAL noise?!" The question -demanding as it was- echoed over the sounds of conflict, originating from somewhere near the forest floor. After a brief and unfocused in-combat glare, it seemed to belong to some sort, pulsating pile of leaves? Nay...

The woman took hold of the arrow with both of her hands - inhaling for a brief moment, before pulling it backwards - intentionally loosing her balance so as to let gravity do the rest of the work. And so it was, the arrow was practically torn out of the man.

She smiled, and then covered her mouth; probably out of embarrassment. "I'm going to pull it out, of course! It's not like we can do anything else. You'll bite down on this cloth here, and once it's out, we'll use the same cloth to stop the bleeding!" ... "Then I can walk you to a nearby...

"Oh right, well, yes, of course. Of cour..hmph. That's going to be a challenge." "But I do have an idea." She knelt forward, and reached down to the fabric draped over her legs. With one swift motion, she managed to rip off a modest amount of her lower robe, and promptly tie it around her...

She almost jumped up from excitement at his reply, but quickly calmed herself down. "I'm very much concerned about your life, so, we should get going. Going... Going..." She paused. "You can't walk, can you?"

She removed her curled finger from her chin, and moved her hand to cover her eyes and lower forehead... The sides of her lips moved down, in a brief grimace - accompanied by a soft puff of air. "Another one, just like the others." She then instantly turned around, her hands assuming a more...

The Woman took a step back, staring down at his state. Startled at his sudden smile. Her long pearly robe flowing in the wind, she raised her hand and placed it under her chin as if she was in deep thought. A debate began inside her head, on whether she ought to intervene. Her eyes darted...

Tap tap tap. The outside world was numb to him, and his eyes were obviously heavy. But he could feel something knock on his head despite his dark hair being thick enough to obstruct any light touch. Tap tap tap. It happened again. After a few seconds, she got up and clasped her hands in...