Recent content by Sable Pembroke

Well, the first half of the plan was sound, at least. "Unfortunately stealth has never been my forte. Frankly, with how tall I am and with my habit of charging headlong, the proctors sort of gave up on any chance of me being fielded in covert operations," Sable confessed, a wry grin on his...

"We're banking a hell of a lot on 'hopefullies' here, Zael. But...desperate times, nothing ventured, and a hundred other idioms. I can't think of any better way to do this, so we'll do it your way. Just a shame we couldn't have better numbers to work with," Sable replied grimly.

The young man's thoughts turned to his books. The dashing rogue archetype wasn't one of his favorites, but he'd still read stories of a few over the years. He was recalling some of their antics now, in fact. "I think I've got an idea," he grinned. Then came the next hitch. "If you're genuinely...

Mixed feelings swelled within Sable's chest as he listened to Zael's plan come together. There was no honor in a backhanded betrayal...but then, that was the exact train of thought that Samantha had sought to break him from. Sometimes doing the right thing meant sacrificing one's ideals. It was...

Sable pointed a finger forwards and bobbed it up and down--a small "eureka." "Then that's our opening...does he want you working with Stenn, or hunting him down?"

"Hmm..." Sable hummed thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "He didn't leave some way to get back in touch with him? Didn't task you with anything? Did he just threaten Yuna and let you go?" He considered the ramifications for a long while, trying to follow the logic of a man that was certifiably...

Sable ducked inside after Sam to be met by the bustle within like a wall. The whole place seemed to know the lieutenant on a first name basis by the way folks smiled and greeted her as they passed. It served to make Sable realize just how badly he'd sequestered himself over the past months. He'd...

For a few more moments Sable remained on-guard, using his barriers and weapons to fend off any remaining attempts from the predatorial pack at ripping into the groups tendons. As quickly as the wolves came, they departed. Seemed that the strategy of scaring them off worked. Wildlife were...

"Ha! Great to know. I tend to eat a lot, so it'll be nice to have someone like that around. Plus, a cook that can actually fight...I'm sure that's something to behold." In time, the Waterbell came into view. The streets bustled with the night-time crowd, and it sounded like the merriment was...

Lumen Adagio, I would like that very much, though I'm admittedly ashamed that I was not the first to ask. Please, allow me to treat you to dinner! I look forward to seeing you again, soon. Yours, Sable Pembroke. Alongside the letter is a nicely wrapped book, A Tale of Bravery. Skimming...

The young titan briefly caught a glance of Lumen's stare, and he turned his head as if to speak to her, his curiosity getting the better of him. Before he could utter a word, the group was beset by beasts. "Shit!" he cursed, hefting his shield up and unsheathing the arming sword that had long...

"Good practice, I like it," Sable commented. An alleyway passed them by, and Sable scratched a cat that stood atop a retaining wall as they passed by, the cat rubbing up to meet his hand. "Cookie's not too bad. I think I could live with that if I wound up with something similar. I take it he...

Sable shot a sidelong glance at Lumen. Seemed like their little routine worked out well. "We appreciate your cooperation," he said flatly to their reluctant guide, patting him firmly on the shoulder as he moved by. In the brief moment before the duo moved out to follow him, Sable heard Lumen's...

"No, I'm sure I'll be fine," he hoped aloud. Satisfied with his work, Sable sheathed his sword back in its scabbard. "But even if it wasn't, this is a cause worth fighting for. And hell, I suppose I could always head to Elbion with you if the Guard decides they've had enough of me. My college...

"I can play the part, certainly," Sable replied. He was not keen to do so, but he was no stranger to his own imposing appearance. His build was hardly just for show, either. His ideals in the past as a protector had encouraged him to bulk up, and bulk he did. Sable steeled his expression and...