Recent content by Tadgh Fahalla

Tadgh complied with Erren's request, seeing no reason he couldn't work with his fellow not-detective, when he had no reason to suspect anything of him. He turned back into the hallway, where Polly was waiting. "Just one more thing," he asked. "Did you keep anything valuable in Emma's room?"...

"I'm used to working alone," he said, adjusting his clothes to rest more properly on his shoulder. He hung his jacket on a nearby rack, revealing the green vest and white shirt he wore beneath. "But everyone sees the world in a different way, and with something so sinister, the extra measure is...

The wooden door felt heavy in his hands, like he was moving a wall of bricks as he entered into the two-story residence. The scene inside was oddly warm, candle-lit against the gloom outside, though shadows still lurked in the corners of the room. Two figures stood inside, their silhouettes...

Dark clouds roiled and thunder boomed in the distance in the skies above the Allirian cityscape, casting a dark shadow over the inhabitants and drenching them with a sudden torrent of rain, the moisture glistening on the cobbled streets as excess water flowed into storm drains. Behind a home...

Though he felt a certain joy in his chest from the connection, there was a simultaneous terror lurking just beneath, subtle and pervasive. It clouded his thoughts for a moment; he feared now not only for his life, but for Harper's as well, especially as he had a growing dread of the task that...

While he was glad Harper could find a path to sleep, Tadgh could not; the snow above was worrying for more reasons than just the threat of a potential collapse. It was completely out of season, and that had Tadgh wondering if something more sinister was behind the sudden blizzard. In time, the...

One might not have expected a water nymph to be quite so warm, but that was the first sensation Tadgh experienced when she nestled her way into his lap, making herself comfortable. In kind, he would wrap his arms around her, one around her shoulder and one around her waist. Her hair was softer...

Being alone all the time changed the dynamics of what Tadgh did, and didn't consider to be normal in a relationship with someone else. So, for the two of them to be so close in only a few days wasn't surprising to him--they'd survived something quite dangerous together, and moreover, it wasn't...

Yeah, a good day, Tadgh thought, as the images flashed through his head. The mental image was followed by those of Summer Court slavers, dragging the nymphs away from the water and into the mines, away from even a drop of the life-sustaining liquid. Harper being dragged away from her friends and...

Tadgh laughed at her supposition of his 'talents.' "Well, with snow, you can't go up, or forward... only place left to go is down," he said. "Besides, who would mess with a badger in a hole?" There was at least one answer to that question--the insurgents they'd found at Lake Konwa. Most he'd...

Tadgh found himself returning Harper's embrace as she wrapped her arms around him without hesitation. Though he was lean in appearance, he was actually quite strong, and holding Harper as she was presented no difficulty to him, allowing him to lean into her touch. It seemed to him that though he...

While he couldn't see her until it was too late, he could at least hear Harper, right until she tripped over his badger snout and fell into the burrow he'd quickly made to shelter them from the sudden storm. Not wanting to frighten her too much, as she fell he quickly shifted back into his...

Cold. That was the overriding sensation Tadgh felt when he awoke again. He blinked his horse eyes furiously as he felt the sudden assault of snow against his body, his face, his eyes, everything. They needed to get to their destination quickly, yet it seemed they'd somehow ended up in the middle...

Though he was tired, the first stretch of their journey went as well as could be expected. Now that it was night, they needed to find a place, and Harper seemed to indicate that the small river they had reached would be a good place to stop. Memories of the lake came back to his mind, still so...

Tadgh lazily watched his tea as Harper finished eating. His disassociated affect was part of his persistent ruse, which belied that he was, in fact, quite troubled by their current situation. Though he suspected he was wishing something, perhaps simply more time with Harper, paradoxically it was...