Recent content by Rowan Mars

Rowan’s face was stone. Briseis was right - having a priest here was odd at best, foreboding at worst. Unless there’s something down there. It was a chilling prospect. Both of their cities revolved around their religions, but Thagretis had always been more… severe. They were secretive...

Rowan could not so easily hide himself between rocks, nor did his black attire do anything to help him blend amid the pale stones. Darkness was building, but the shadows were not so deep that his silhouette would not be seen. The brush, then, was his only option. Praying that nothing more...

Rowan started out apprehensive of Briseis' abilities, but he found himself pleasantly surprised that he could not hear her following him. Her footfalls were light and her movements barely caused a ripple in the air. Her small stature was well suited to this, something Rowan acutely noted as he...

Rowan didn't understand. Even a long-range scout should be taught how to remain undetected if they found themselves down in enemy territory. The thoughts of nepotism and coddling of a noblewoman resurfaced, but these didn't mesh with her story. She had not been born into privilege, that seemed...

Rowan was considered well-mannered by most people. Soldiers didn't have the luxury of tact most of the time, but he did make an effort not to be an asshole. That was easier when people blindly followed orders, or had been in the same unit long enough to learn each other's skills and mannerisms...

Rowan’s face was unchanged. It bore a mixture of determination, concern, and a tint of anger. Thagretis had its historic conflicts with Thanasis, but that did not mean that their lives were meaningless. He could feel the mental equivalent of an eye roll at the periphery of his senses, Apep’s...

After determining that neither himself, Briseis, nor their dragons had been harmed, Rowan moved swiftly to the cliff edge. He crouched low, practically lying on the pale gravel that lined rocky ledge. His black coat clashed starkly, but this was no stealth mission. The two massive dragons to...

Rowan's eyebrows raised. From the flats to the plaza was quite an ascent. His eyes danced over her figure once more, but this time was intentional and calculating. She had the glow of youth about her, but an impoverished upbringing often left its marks. Briseis did not appear malnourished, her...

Rowan filed away his initial impressions of Briseis for later analysis. Knowing his fellow riders was important, and he had just met the woman. Thus far she had been polite and focused. She had never used a spyglass... that was not tremendously important, he decided. He worked on softening his...

Rowan still couldn’t decide if he was amused or not. He certainly could not take his eyes off Briseis, watching as she recoiled from the spyglass like it was about to bite her. She was pleasant to look at, and perhaps Rowan could have appreciated that had he not been wondering if he had done...

“If we get much closer they may take it as aggres-…”he stopped abruptly after looking back to Briseis. It took him a solid three seconds to piece together what he was seeing. “…sion.” He reached out to gently, yet firmly, take the telescope and flip it around so that the correct end was facing...

Apep detected the approaching pair before Rowan did. The white dragon did not stand out so sorely in the bright sunlight, but its scales did gleam when they caught the sun in the right way. If Apep was silhouette upon the cliffside, Ciraxis would be a beacon. Rowan continued to observe the...

Apep landed his massive frame with a heavy thud, sending ripples through the earth around him. Rowan dismounted with practiced ease, sliding down alongside the black dragon's forelimb to avoid the large, venomous spines and claws along Apep's hind legs and tail. He walked to the edge of the...