Recent content by Theron

"Fuck." The curse itself didn't have the same release it did with his own voice, for Throgmir had a smoother cadence that was natural and not performed, as Theron had always thought. He stared at Seyah, scowling furiously at this point in their plans. "Don't let anyone see you..." And he...

Dear Seyah , A token of appreciation of your trust and friendship. I have a good feeling you may have already acquired such a bottle to your collection, but it traveled a long way to be here. Thank you for all your help. Enjoy the bottle of Elbionese mead. Yours faithfully, Theron

As soon as he was sure no one would see them, he would release his hold on Seyah. Flexing his hand at his side, Theron glanced between the two choices they had before them. "Want to split up, meet in the middle?" But as soon as he spoke those words, he was shaking his head. "No... no... we...

"Glutton for punishment, I think." Theron knew enough about Throgmir to know that the fae male spoke with an eloquence that had no true part to being affiliated with Polgir. All Theron had to do was slow his own speech, and the words flowed from him. He was taller as a fae double, and could...

"Fucking Throgmir..." He cursed, yet again. The clothing that Seyah had given him to change into were very much in the fashions the fae male liked to don, but on Theron, or rather his conscience, it was hard getting used to the tighter cut and fit. It was evident that the fae male did not exert...

Her gentle touch was enough to startle him from the fog of pain, a welcome distraction from the horrors he was experiencing with his change. Theron wanted to cry out, to yell and roar as he no longer felt like him. There was a strangeness, nothing familiar about himself. He felt his jaw...

Witched. He tried not to flinch, realising he had lifted his hand enough for a cup to collect what it needed from him. Theron had some memory of willingly doing so, but the distractions in this room were far too tempting to keep him occupied of what he was doing. When blood came into play, it...

Was she witching him already? With her smiles and her voice soft, as if he were a rabbit ready to scare, Theron still followed her deeper into the room. His eyes dared to look around, everything held a beauty, but Theron always knew there was betrayal waiting beneath such beautiful things...

Theron took one step closer to the room, only because he moved as Seyah did. He watched her face, saw the anguish she held in her eyes and his shoulders sagged. He closed his eyes again, but not to sleep. A prayer, for someone not so interested in doing such a thing, he felt it best to ask for...

He groaned, pushing away her hand, but her voice broke the barrier of sleep and reality. Theron groaned louder, pulling himself to a sitting position and taking in his surroundings. He found Seyah next, the room she had disappeared into leering from behind. "Fuck." He winced. "Throgmir it is."...

He really should have left the room and found a better face, but the ides of himself going about to shop and browse for something left an uneasy feeling in his stomach. Seyah went into her room, hearing preparations being made for a few minutes. He sprawled across the lounging chair they had...

Theron swore, winced, grimaced, and sighed. It sounded like a bad idea with each word she spoke, but Seyah had an allure to her. It was the promise of trust, that at any point she could have turned against him, and yet she had not. She gave him resources, leads, and even he had to admit his...

He was quiet for a moment before letting out a sigh and leaned back to fill his abandoned glass. "Well, Seyah darling. If you're going to cause me pain..." Theron raised his glass to no one in particular. "Then it may as well be to help another be brought back to safety." He downed the drink...

Theron stared at her. Of course she was not evil, and his face softened when he realised how plainly it expressed his shock at her news and idea. "Fuck, Seyah, I... I know you're not evil..." And she was willing to put herself out there to save the girl. To help a family get their closure...

Theron stared at Seyah a moment, her words ringing in his ears before they began to sank within and he came to a realisation of what she had meant. His eyes then traveled her face, taking in the features and wondered to himself if this were her true face? Did she have a true face? And yet he...