Recent content by Shael

Shael smelled the stench of burning flesh and her sensitive ears were growing slowly desensitized to the neverending chorus of anguished screams. She finally calmed the horse and jumped on its back, pulling on the reins and lining up with the exit. She glanced back one more time to see the chaos...

Shael was in pain, but she knew her injury wasn’t as bad as the Drow’s. What did she care anyway? She was surprised to see him making his way towards where the assault was taking place. He hadn’t said anything in response to her declaration but his actions spoke for him. The Ranger darted to the...

Shael grunted in pain as the arrow was unexpectedly snapped and pulled through. Who the hell did he think he was?! She shoved him as soon as he did it out of instinct, rage burning in her eyes. The wound on her leg sputtered blood and she quickly tore off part of her tunic to wrap tightly around...

Shael was still reeling from the pain of the arrow, but she knew she couldn’t stay in one place. She didn’t bother taking it out just yet, gritting her teeth and she looked around for any kind of cover. She began to rise up to try limping away when another volley of arrows came. The Ranger...

It all happened before she could process anything, seeing a great ball of fire abruptly launching her way. She barely moved aside in time, but it was still enough to send her flying back and landing with a painful thud on the ground. Her sensitive ears were ringing as she looked up with slightly...

Shale was engrossed in the perfect engravings and fine crafting that went into the hilt of the blade. While elves and dwarves weren’t particularly friendly with one another, she couldn’t deny they did an incredible job with smithing. The faintest trace of a smile began to tug at her lips as she...

Shael still found her thoughts returning to Eiflyn even though he had been buried several weeks ago. As many times as she told herself it was the life of a ranger, it didn’t make the grieving process any easier. The others had moved on and Shael never went into how he died. In truth, she didn’t...

Shael watched the mages return and turn on her. She exhaled softly, preparing to face some sort of cruel torment. However, that was when the Drow spoke up. Her head whipped to the side, eyes widening as the mages scoffed and took him away. He was too weak to look at her, but if he did, he would...

A part of Shael was drawing sick satisfaction from the display. Every cry from the Drow was music to her ears for what he did to Eiflyn. A small, louder part of her, however, was worried for what would come for her. She had been trained on resisting mages, but she had never been through it...

Shael scoffed at his response, “Anything in the forest rushing towards you intends to kill you,” She said grimly. Elves had hesitated before only to be mauled by some great beast or by a mage. Yelling at him wouldn’t solve the problem - he was no better than a mindless beast himself. She...

She groaned as she came to, no idea where she was. The cell smelled awful, and she squinted through the dizziness she felt in her head. At first, she spotted a skeleton in the corner, suggesting that the other prisoner had died and rotted in here. The soft scurrying of rats could be heard along...

Her body hurt from the collision, and she felt the Drow grasp her hands to stop her from doing any real damage. Her real victory, however, came from her rolling to the side in a way that managed to shove her knee right up into his crotch. It wasn’t even intentional, but he would probably see...

“No!” Shael cried out as the Drow sliced across Eiflyn’s neck. She wasn’t as slow as he may have expected, however, and she closed the distance before the body ever dropped. She whirled in with her dagger to aim at his neck, putting him on the defense. He would have to drop the body and stumble...

To say that Shael was furious was an understatement. She had her grip on her blades, but she knew she couldn’t move quicker faster than the gutter rat could cut a smile across Eiflyn’s throat. A part of her was annoyed for even bringing him along. She had known Eiflyn was a little greener and...

Shael gritted her teeth as she realized she wasn’t hitting anything. She didn’t hear any grunt of pain or hear any kind of thud. She crept closer to the edge of the branch, convinced there were at least two or three of the intruders with how expertly they were moving. She focused another arrow...