Recent content by Shisha

Shisha listened; the little mage seemed to have a brilliant sense of direction despite her scatterbrained nature. She was to be the navigator on this trip then. Shisha wasn’t sure about the portal stones; she’d heard of them, of course, but she’d never actually gone through one. Other devourers...

Shisha eyed Zana and the Commander. Was this what was expected of her? To wait for payment? Men like this didnt have enough gold to pay her with all the men they employed and their gigantic stone fort? She huffed and moved away from the body of the vampire as the men set it alight. Of course...

Shisha stood back as the warhammer swung, sighing. Revenge didn’t answer anything. Revenge for what? Men were complicated in their morality, and humans were often on the wrong side of the equation. Never before had a species been so insistent on stepping on the necks of others to get a few...

Tess lost Shisha three sentences in to the explanation. Shisha had a grand command of the Common tongue, and she’d been rather proud about studying it from her mother, but some words were just...too complex. Two-legs had names for everything, sometimes five or six names for the same thing. Words...

Shisha let her speak. Thankfully, the person was a coward. Most prey animals were when they were caught. The Devourer spat out her feet, glancing at Commander Farrus. Why just the commander? Why all this for one man? She scribbled furiously and nipped the vampire sharply to get her attention...

Shisha watched the exchange with some small note of approval. Torture was a good way to get information, but it was also a good way to shut someone up permanently if not done correctly. Annette had been caught but they didn’t need her, they needed her commander. Her pack leader. Humans panicked...

Shisha tilted her head, but took the fang back and slid it into her pouch. She wasn’t about to have that trophy nicked, not for the damn world. She eyed the bag suspiciously as it bounced towards the little mage and she withdrew what looked to be a coin pouch. Shisha had never known exactly what...

Two vampires, two monsters. One controlled by each? How did they sneak in to your fortress? I barely got in, and I had to play the stupid dog. Shisha wrote quickly. If there was another vampire then time was of the essence. He asked her if she could track by scent, and she nodded her chin. She...

Shisha stopped as Trajan held up his hands to her. She’d seen two-legs stop horses in the same way. Did he think of her as some dumb animal? Some cart horse to be stopped before she ran someone over? He was going to be in for a big surprise when she asked her price for killing the Wargheit...

Shisha lifted her chin a little higher. Humans were attacked in their fort by monsters. I was getting a suit of armor. The humans panicked and many died. I killed it. She wrote, proudly waiting for Tess to read what she’d written. She had come in at the perfect time to solve the humans’ problem...

Shisha shrugged her shoulders. She didn’t really know human settlements or cities. She stared at Tess for a moment. Vel Anir? Two leggeds had all sorts of names for their giant nests, and they were often complex. Maps were something unique that showed all of these names, as though a god were...

Shisha seized Iber, and was about to turn and bring him back. He was a foolish one for running away when there may be more Wargheits about. She understood his panic; being chased down by something of her size wasn’t anyone’s idea of a good day. She was bigger than most war horses. Two-legs...

Thank the gods, the scream had been interrupted! Shisha knew that getting near the creature and staying close for any length of time was dangerous. She’d seen it fling guardsmen to and fro, and immediately backed away from it when it turned its attention toward her. She growled, warning the...

You are always hurting yourself. You’d be less hurt if you had a guardian. Shisha pointed out, a bit arrogantly. She listened, cocking her head, and wrote in the chalkboard with a flourish. Her handwriting was improving dramatically with these new tools. Devourers didn’t do well with the...

Two-legs do not pay attention. Run at scary noises and spook like deer. Shisha pointed out. I will find a patron. It is an honor to have a purpose. What purpose do you have? So far all she’d seen of this little mage was the typical two-leg panicking. For a supposedly powerful creature who...