Recent content by Ras Sorane

Ras had no time to notice whatever changes the girl was going through. He was far too busy rushing to topside, pushing past people, making his way to the bow of the ship. From there, he had an excellent view of everything. Aside from the pillar of light erupting from the water, at least 100 feet...

Ras distinctly heard the sound of tearing flesh behind him, and the sounds of pain that escaped his companion. Fuck... She was in trouble, and he had no space to go and save her. The monstrosity before him continued slamming the ground, Ras continuing to jump back to avoid the devastating blows...

The next several minutes were comprised of Sharon, or who Ras thought was Sharon, tearing off bits of fabric from her clothes in an attempt to wrap his wound tightly, hoping to stop the blood that flowed forth from it. "It has more control here than I could've ever imagined. It's not aiming to...

Ras, simply giving a smirk at the child's timid response, dove a hand back down into his satchel, retrieving a handful of blackberries and reaching out to drop them into her hands. He better examined her scars. Deep, jagged... She'd likely seen a lot of pain in her life. To think that someone...

The riders grew closer and closer to Ras, the man drawing two throwing knives as he got into a somewhat sturdy stance. Closer and closer they came, until he could see the gleam of their swords through the thick, billowing ash. They rode to either side of his body, swords positioned to properly...

Little more interaction occured between him and the crew, and even less so among the refugees. In fact, many of them were depressingly silent. Ras couldn't imagine what kind of things they must've experienced prior to their arrival on the ship, and in all honesty, he didn't want to know. He...

Ras listened to Sharon's rebuttals, and watched as Flint left. All of her concerns were fair, and he couldn't deny the fact that their theories could have been completely false. However, the only other option was to turn tail and let the bastard go about its massacre of the rest of the guests...

Ras glanced at the woman Fenic huddled close to, giving a scoff. "Simply tired of people acting like animals during my peaceful boat ride." Well, that was half-correct. He'd make things very violent when the time came. Until then, he'd prefer the quiet. He had little time or motivation to break...

Ras stroked his chin as Sharon explained her thought process regarding the demon. So far, she had become the greatest ally of his so far. She hadn't yet begun to avoid him at the first sign of his dark past, and all that big talk from earlier in the night wasn't just for show. She genuinely...

Ras eyes' landed finally on one figure in particular, an unfamiliar pang of sympathy hitting him deep in his core. She looked like a child, but her malnourished, zombified visage could've indicated any age from 10 to her late 20s. A sack for clothing, of all things... Shaking his head, he...

As Sharon followed him and spoke up, he slowly turned to her with a soft sigh. Taking the weapon from her hand, he examined the axe head silently, shaking his head. "I don't worry too much about the opinions of idiots. Small-minded men tend to fear things they don't understand." He said quietly...

It seemed that as quickly as Flint bolted into the room and began administering aid to the victim, everyone else was there just as fast. An individual he'd not yet met came to Flint's side, bearing some magical healing that she used to stabilize the woman, and he was thankful for that, as...

He closed his eyes and gave a sigh at the nibble to his ear... She definitely had a way with words, and she seemed to know exactly what to do to get him excited. As his fingers grazed the scar, he slowly turned to face her, thinking for a moment. "It's a deep one. Must've been a nasty wound." He...

The part about living by the minute really did strike him. She wasn't wrong, life was short. Especially for those who didn't live a simple life, like them. He never expected to live long enough to see his 25th birthday, and well... Here he was. He had to instinctively hold back his muscle reflex...

The knock on the door prompted him to look up with a surpised expression. Damn... She wasn't just idly teasing after all, was she? Glancing down at the map, he thought for a moment before rolling it back up, placing the parchment off to one side of the desk before standing and opening the door...