Recent content by Siena

Her head spun, her vision blurred. Head lifted from the cobbles, thin lines of blood soaking through her hair as she slowly looked around and pulled herself from the ground. Fingers, scraped up and bruised, pressed against the broken road as she began to look around. She heard Lysander call...

Siena frowned slightly as Drederick spoke. Though his words made sense, there was something about all of this that made her hesitate. Lips thinned, and she couldn't help the prickle of goosebumps that ran up her spine. For a moment she wanted to say something, but it quickly passed. "Yes...

Siena briefly glanced at Lysander. The suspicion that had settled in him was the same that she felt now, but...there was nothing she could really do about it. Being part of the Republic meant following it's laws, and Siena had sworn to uphold those laws. She wouldn't stop now. Despite how much...

This was where things might get complicated, depending on Drederick's disposition. "Dreadlords have a choice." Siena explained. This was a subject she was more familiar with. She had been heavily involved in the transition of the Dreadlords, and had lead several missions to capture arrest those...

"Of the Republic?" There was quite a lot to explain, and in truth Siena was hardly the best one to do the explaining. She knew enough for it to make sense to her, but all the ins and outs escaped her. At the end of the day she was a soldier, not a politician of a clerk. Still, she could tell...

Siena tensed slightly at the words. It was a question that she had asked herself dozens of times over the last year. From a military standpoint she understood the usefulness of Dreadlords, knew why they were necessary. Yet for many of their kind she couldn't help but harbor a level of distrust...

She nodded as Lysander gave his explanation, and then shifted into step. Frederick responded just a moment later, and she noted that he had good ears. Siena listened to the story closely. She remembered the incident, though only barely. Such things had been common in the old days. Great Houses...

Siena tensed slightly as she noted the arrival of another Dreadlord. She quickly glanced at the woman, looking her over and trying to ascertain whether she would be friend or for. Lips thinned for a brief moment when she demanded Drederick's house. A sigh of relief escaped her as the boy slid...

Siena almost quite literally slid into place as she entered the market. Her two swords remained in their scabbards as she happened upon the scene, glancing at the Guardsmen surrounding Drederick and feeling a hint of panic hit her chest. Lips thinned as she assessed the situation, eyes...

Vel Anir was a city like no other. Though it had gone through a horde of undead, a revolution by Dreadlords, the people here were still themselves. Men and women both knew what to do when a fight was about to break out, and that was a simple procedure; get the fuck out. As soon as the sound of...

"So you let him go into the city?" Siena said abruptly, staring at the Guardsmen with a gaze that could melt steel. The man in front of her seemed to stammer slightly, his mouth opening as he stuttered over his words and rubbed at the back of his head. "I err...well...Ma'am he's a Dreadlord...

Siena's jaw tightened as the Dreadlord threatened them, her lips thinning for a brief moment as she simply shook her head. It was a minute thing, barely recognizable. The tick was offered to the two Dreadlords. They couldn't respond, anything they said was just walking into more of his...

As the Initiate dragged Barrin from his cell Siena watched carefully. She had been charged with bringing the man to trial, even after her strong urging against such a thing. It would have been better to simply execute him, see him dead in his cell. The Governor and Councilor of Vel Osgen had...

Vel Osgen "The Demon King, huh?" Siena said the words as he stared at the man behind the bars, her expression neutral as he looked up at her. A wry smile touched his face, the chains around his throat and tied to his hands rattling slightly as he slowly shook his head. He had the look of a wolf...