Recent content by Sam Fairbridge

Sam nodded, the die cast and the game firmly afoot. If this was the task undertaken, it would have to be rendered complete with utmost efficiency, Sam did think. Quickness requested, quickness delivered. Vines did rush in serpant motions, deep greens coiling about those who stood arrested...

Blood drawn from precise slices, the beast spilled blood that failed to clot as Aeyliea's own injuries had. Years of evolution and primal tests had not brought this creature to the present moment of survival, rather, the magi had forced limb and mind to inhabit this beastly amalgam of designs...

"You have not the wit," the cowled one hissed as magics in motion did surge towards Sam, "nor the Way!" A wave of dominating will did manifest in a wave of vertigos and claustrophobic panics against Sam. White points for eyes did darkened and flutter, their hands wracked from the sensation...

Efficient movements from companion so roused from rest did captivate the merchant, equal parts curiosity and shock as slick strikes made bodies shudder. Standing some small distance behind, the want to help collided with the unknowns of the nature of what was transpiring. Contested wills and...

Sam looked to Zxandor with softness in their eyes, a doubt and a troubled nature behind them. Soft light that did look to their companion, and then to the distance. "Concerns...more for myself than of you. This is your element it seems. I'm, I'm just," Sam said, and clasped at their palm with...

As words spoken of a tongue unknown to the mage did reach his cowl, a shimmering of enchantments interlaced in the fabric did provide translation, speaking clearly of answer delivered directly into his ears. A sound of balking, a gutteral remark at the final statement from this huntress. "That...

The deluge of the weight of responsibility, the onus of choice, the argument of theories only read of clashing with practicalities, all this and more did become heavy within Sam's frame. As if a floodgate had been finally opened, the rush of pressure finally expressing itself in the cerebral...

A quiet marvelling from the dwarves as the Zxandor did with alacrity arm and gird themselves with a briskness that was firmly refreshing to them. Their eyes had seen many a palm test the weight of weapons before coin had been weighted to be more pleasing to retain. Zxandor moved with a...

As the fellow with green eyes did place a thumb to the nose at the request, rubbing it as dwarves were somewise want to do to show that they were indeed thinking about something, a voice rumbled from the back of the shop, alongside heavy tread of iron shod boots. "A flamberge is it you're...

Once explanation was provided, scholarly recieved and exactly communicated, Sam did give exaggerated nod of their head, the hat indicating in pitching forward and back that it was understood after but a moment of consideration. "Well explained Zxandor, I can appreciate why you'd want such a...

"Ah," Sam said softly, "Ah," again, softer still, a wealth of possible tragedies hinting themselves in the dark trove of the past. Sam looked to the ground that did course, the movement of the quadruped casting shadows that Aeyliea did ride, the dark that danced across the plains in contrast to...

Sam considered the scales of everything, the weights and measures, costs of ingredients in effort and resources and how to explain such things. Checks and balances to prevent upward expansion of ambition from getting away from fuels to provide for such things. From basic component of bone meals...

This pondering came with some conclusions, Sam did think to themselves as the fellow animate did give voice to their mood about the circumstance. This talk of uniqueness, becoming, satisfaction. Sam felt a welling of strength from such statements, finding them to be bolder and more confidentally...

Sam in hearing this assumed the question wasn't pertaining to the locale, rather their formation. Sam adjusted their hat as if the question was a strong wind that might snatch it, fixing it down with an affirming pull, and securing a few items that still lurked nestled within his robes as if by...

Sam nodded at the accord reached. Boots so discarded, robes ending in nothing, Sam did float and kept pace. The land provided it's allowances and forbearances as they travelled, animals that did peer and keep shy, predators that did with long tooth prowl and hunt. The birds did wheel in...