Recent content by Seretha ibnat Rezhe

If anyone reads this, I must make clear that we all have different abilities, different strengths and weaknesses. I can only truly speak from my own experience but I assure you that my experience is long, earned, and provided to you with the utmost of sincerity. Failure to follow any advice may...

Seretha ate some more, though had noticeably slowed down. There was, after all, only so much her body could handle even with her myriad energy stores spread over her jewelry and clothes. At the end of the day there were definite physical limits, though truthfully she hadn't been so close to...

Seretha smirked at little, interjecting with a quick, "I'm sure that single thinking being would rather be behind a wall of a hundred unthinking. But I wouldn't want to try to sell you on the idea." She listened to his proposal, somewhat surprised by the idea that she immediately work to make a...

If anyone reads this, I must make clear that we all have different abilities, different strengths and weaknesses. I can only truly speak from my own experience but I assure you that my experience is long, earned, and provided to you with the utmost of sincerity. Failure to follow any advice may...

Seretha had never been one to remember the names of specific lords and families, but she did know them ambiguously by their lands and works. Her familiarity with Nah'hla was passing compared to Annuakat and Elbion, as her trade rarely brought her here, but his epithet jogged her memory well...

Preferably the chicken would have remained with the room, so as to not risk outing her skills in a company many strangers, some of whom were unlikely to be of sound mind. But the Handsome Man diverted attention easily and seemingly with no question from those assembled. His word alone seemed...

For Seretha, Crossroad Mire was since its inception a place to dig through boring tomes for the exact research she wanted only to inevitably find that the writer of the "forbidden text" had themselves not done sufficient due diligence. And, moreover, the writer was typically on the deranged side...

The Handsome Man's request was an interesting one, testing several aspects and even including something on the more difficult scale difficult - searching for, identifying, and making use of something that could not currently be seen. Seretha carved commands and descriptions into the bones with...

"Rotisseried is much harder, I admit," Seretha said as the chicken was laid before her. As she studied the chicken and placed her hands on various parts of it, she spoke slowly to the Handsome Man, responding to his insistence for an answer. "And one might suppose that I have less interest in a...

Finally, the Handsome Man spoke plainly, which was Seretha's preference. She had always struggled with social cues both within her own tribe as well as abroad with humans or elves... or anyone else, really. It was not, as one might say, her forte. Her general approach was to be blunt and honest...

He was a talker, that much Seretha could say. And he had allowed to her he was royalty - somewhere nearby, certainly, and that provided only a few possibilities. That did, unfortunately, mean he was tied well in to the Empire, an organization she was no fan of even if she had been a mercenary in...

"Well," Seretha said, leaning forward. She grinned. "I had meant what if you were in my position." Like him, she let the silence hang for a moment. "But I suppose since you've given it such easy thought that you've considered it before. Being that's the case, let's say you are...." She drained...

The question hit her surprisingly hard. Seretha suddenly realized that she had never actually considered the "how" of getting to where she wanted to be. She had thought of hundreds of devices and designs, and tricks of illusion, but never once to where her city would start and how she would...

In the time that the Handsome Man spoke, Seretha grabbed several kebabs and ate them quickly. Her hunger was quickly becoming ravenous as she kept tricking her body into believing it would be sated before immediately draining herself. Still, though, when he finished speaking and gave her time to...

Seretha nodded thoughtfully at the Handsome Man's words as she continued eating, every bite seemingly disappearing into her with no effect. Indeed, there would be little lasting effect, as she reached up to her claw necklace again and squeezed one of the charms, infusing it with more of her...