Recent content by Thalia

It was times like this Thalia wondered how on earth the Band functioned. Half of them were chomping for a fight and the other half wanted to get through the work to get to the drinking bit at the end of the day. Of course, Renn stepping in proved exactly why the Band functioned but it still made...

Thalia put a hand on her stomach and tried not to heave up her hurried meal from pure relief. There were more than a few sour looks amongst the others when the idea was shot down and she made a note to remember their names for some serious karma when they got out of here. And it would be when...

"Well, the stories say they prefer virgins." Thalia was busy looking down at her feet sheepishly after Renn's sharp look to have noticed the slow turn of heads in her direction. It was the long silence that eventually made her look up and then the words slowly clicked into place. Her cheeks...

"I didn't really get a good look..." Thalia shifted uncomfortably as the bands heads turned towards her with interest. How did she explain that she knew exactly how many there had been inside the cave without actually having looked? Or that she had just had a weird feeling in her stomach that...

"Something has brought them together," Lorein intoned in his deep voice. "No shit Sherlock," one of the other men snorted and a few chuckled amongst themselves. The giant of a man merely sat there, staring, but Thalia noticed the way his hands clenched on his thighs. A lot of people made the...

The young girl didn't need telling twice. Unlike her brothers she didn't have the cocky attitude that came with knowing you were physically strong and quick. She was small and had been put on her backside more times than she could count in the training rings. Orcs and trolls wouldn't have a hard...

Thalia lost her footing on the loose stones under her feet as Renn threw out an arm to bar her way and ended up on her arse with her back against the stone. She shot him a reproachful look as though it were all his fault before gingerly getting her feet back under her and settling into a better...

Thalia glanced behind her in the odd chance he was pointing to someone over her shoulder. With a sigh she reluctantly shuffled forward as the others settled down to wait. She caught her twins eye as she did so and gave him a reassuring smile but there was a tightness about his lips she knew was...

The men were quick to obey. A fool might had ignored a worried looking hunter, but only a dead fool ignored a worried looking commander too. Lorein raised a thick bushy eyebrow in her direction as he begun to stuff rags between the scales of his armour and she trotted back to his side. She was...

Thalia didn't like the idea of Orcs running towards anything. What was grand enough to offer them the comfort of safety? She suddenly wished she hadn't eaten; fear and excitement made for a bad stomach. "No offence but I hope this time your feeling is wrong," she murmured and squatted down by...

Ezekiel tossed a well-aimed punch at his twin's shoulder but she nimbly danced out of the way at the last second causing him to curse under his breath. She shot him a smug look over her shoulder then skipped a few paces to walk alongside Lorein; the larger man was one of the sweetest she knew in...

Thalia gave him a withering look; the type of look all women seemed to wear in response to anything that came out of a man's mouth. At least, that was what Trystan claimed. But she didn't argue and rose to her feet in a gangly manner more befitting a scarecrow than a young woman. She might have...

Thalia's brow lowered and knitted with its counterpart into a dubious frown. She hadn't sensed anything when she had been half way down killing that last orc. It hadn't taken long, despite her age, to have become one of the Band's top trackers. Some of the older men asked what it was she looked...

"What?" Thalia didn't bother to look up from what it was she was doing. Her temper was a fiery thing that burnt bright and blistered those it was directed at, but it was often short lived as it was now. It sounded more like she had deliberately injected a bit of bite into her voice rather than...

"I do not!" If it wasn't clear from her tone then her face certainly laid out her blustered anger at the insult. Sure, she might have been more legs and bone than curves like the women who followed the band around and did most of the cooking and mending of things, but she was strong and quick...