Recent content by Trevan Soithiel

Trevan gave her a firm quick, only slightly awkward handshake before giving her a *look* regarding her comment about playing with his hair. "It seems to me that we have the same hair." He would remark. As he held the tome up he smiled, then flipped through the pages until he came across the...

"Three of them, and how many of you? Did you have any mages?" Trevan pressed, snapping his fingers to try and draw her attention. "Look at me. Focus." And Trevan would keep his gray eyes locked on hers. "Where did they go? How did they get in?" Trevan's trained soldiers stood their ground...

Trevan turns to look at mistress Zel when she makes the comment about him being a tailor, giving her a grin. He then steps into some fine silk pants, and slides his arms into a loose thin robe, both materials a jet-black color. He leaves the robe open, exposing his chest, as he then slides on...

Trevan stood and turned, eyes examining the scene once more before his soldiers brought him the lone survivor. Trevan peered at the drow woman, then instructed his men to tie her hands behind her back and sit her down on the ground. Drow were not friendly with opposing houses, and Trevan had no...

The soldier that had followed Blazh down as his liaison stood silently in the corner, a smile upon her lips, watching as Blazh worked, showing interest but remaining at her post. The sight was a cruel act, and something nearly all drow would enjoy, and it likely greatly pleased the spider...

"Then we have struck an accord, Ashryn of the woodland elves." Trevan says, with formality. He would then do an unusual gesture for his kind, but had seen it among the slaves in the underrealm. He holds out his hand for a handshake. Whether or not she would shake his hand, Trevan would then...

A small smile creases Trevan's lips, a smile that was familiar to those who knew Trevan the closest, which was usually his subordinates within the guard. His gray eyes seemed to shine with a bright knowledge as he took a moment to search Zel's form, then spoke "You are a beautiful mistress, to...

A decisive victory, to be sure, but Trevan did not think the war was won. He mentally checked off a tally in his mind and then turned to regard her. "As I have already said, you are an enigma to me, so I am equally curious. Shall we amend the agreement that your clothing will remain on? That...

Trevan was beginning to see the value in binding and gagging a captive, but he did not express those thoughts out loud. Stepping back and pulling his cloak with him, he would extricate the fine cloth from her grasp. "I find it difficult to understand just why you traveled alone to Alliria."...

Trevan gave little in reaction to her words, not confirming nor denying her accusation. Instead he simply turned and began climbing the cliff face. She had come this far unbound, should she flee now he would likely catch her, though nothing was certain. Except he certainly didn't want to have...

In the moment of shocked silence Trevan barked a quick laugh, pleased and grinning now. With her snide comeback he turned his gaze on her and remained grinning. "Everyone is guilty of presuming, even myself." He says, with a small admission. They approached a cliff face with a difficult flat...

The matron simply gestured toward one of the guards, and the guard snapped a formal salute, and without question began to follow Blazh from the room. The guard woman was a drow, beautiful and strong, and apparently the silent type. She did not speak to Blazh, only followed him down to the...

This elf woman insisted on playing a game of words and wit, it seemed. Trevan obliged her further. "I have rarely tasted the pleasures of being selfish, perhaps I should indulge? Though it is interesting that you assume I would derive pleasure from your nakedness." His eyes gaze at her, and it...

Trevan ordered his men to enter the estate cautiously, and to remain in pairs. He had ten men in total, though some were actually female drow, for the drow did not see women as inferior, rather as usually too important to use in such a way. Entering the main hall of the estate, Trevan gazed...

There were many things that were on Trevan's typical daily routine, but the only one that was really important so late in his day was to check in with his own soldiers, as was his custom each day. So he did, stepping into the small barracks that house Soithiel kept. He greeted a few of his men...