Recent content by Ser Anya Kinniger

Interesting, "Oh? That's a little strange. But I'm not one to judge, I've had my own share of strange dealings." "Nothing in particular." She shrugged. "I'm just out exploring the world, looking for adventure. Heard there was a town nearby figured I'd go check it out."

She offered him her hand to shake in reply. "Anya, it's a pleasure to meet you." She watched the cat walk off into the alleyway. "Aren't you worried that he's not going to come back or won't be able to find you again? This doesn't seem like a place you should be letting your pet just run...

What a disgusting city. The air was stained black and smelled of smoke, no, not smoke, even the black smoke of wet leaves set to burn smelled better than this. The houses looked normal, but what in the heck were those black monstrosities in the middle of them all? Calling them and eyesore was...

"I'd love one thank you." She said cheerily. "And I would love to join you on your stroll. Perhaps you could help me familiarise myself with the local area? I always find it best to know about where I am." (Sorry for the wait.)

(Hey, don't worry about the late reply. My life is getting hectic too so my replies will be slow from here on out. ) Anya stepped out with her new friend and stretched. As comfortable as armor was, and while it wasn't as heavy as people might think, it still had weight, which meant prolonged...

"I should actually get acquainted with the village. Might prove beneficial and advantageous to know where things are, and who runs what." She said with a smile. "That and I need to know where to buy stuff for my journey." (I'm so sorry for the wait, holy week came up and I thought I replied and...

"If you wish to keep to a moral code, as I do, only rain criminals, or don't drain anyone and feed on several at once. That could also work." She furthered before being asked. She looked as though she was thinking about how to reply. "Sort of. It's a long story. The color isn't significant, I...

"Even so I should have been more cautious in my choice of words." She told her. "But your forgiveness is most appreciated." She accepted the seat and sat across from her hostess. "I find the secret to be staying sufficiently fed. If I drink enough then I won't have the temptation to drink...

Anya frowned, realising that her poor choice of words had hurt her new friend. "I'm sorry. I should have thought more carefully about what I said. And I'm sorry to hear about your upbringing. It must have been hard." She didn't know what else to say. Should she share her own history? Keep...

"No, I just had a meal. The room is enough. Thanks again." She says with a smile. When she stepped in she pulled off her helmet to let her face be seen. She was pale as one would expect from a vampire, and when her helmet was off it showed clearly that she was smaller than her armor made her...

She shook her head when offered coins. "Truth be told they're a bit of a nuisance to carry, consider it payment for your hospitality." She offered her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you Maeanna. My name is Anya." She nodded at the axe. "That's a pretty neat trick. Maybe you could teach me...

"True, true." She hmmed. "I was going to find an Inn if there was one. But sure, it is most generous of you to offer.Tthank you. Might I ask you your name kind miss?" She had watched her wipe down the blade with amusement. He treating the blade as though it would kill her just for touching...

"Uh, sure." She says, appearing confused, but really she knew exactly why she wanted it clean. She handed her the long two handed weapon with it's S shaped guard and what was essentially a really long spike for a blade, it clearly couldn't cut anything, but it would excel beyond anything else at...

The reaction is what got her attention. Not many people reacted like that. Sure maybe they looked at her oddly, but not many simply averted their gaze as though afraid or nervous. Something was up with that woman. Well she'd grabbed a few of the weapons from the bandits and figured that she...

Anya was an adventurous soul. She was a loyal wife sure, but she also had a passion for fights. She loved fighting, and she loved doing it in places that only a few people had been before. So she was an adventurer at heart, clad in her black armor and carrying her numerous stabbing weapons. And...