Recent content by Trix

"It's a shame that mutt isn't with us," Trix sighed, thinking for the first time since Graduation of Davi. The shapeshifting magic had always made her sneer but there had been upsides - tracking one of them. "Unfortunately, my plants are not sniffer dogs, and so many rich nobles here use...

Trix's brows rose at Kitra mimicked her voice. Freaky. There had been a student in her year who had been able to do similar, changing his whole appearance and pitch to copy his subject perfectly. She hadn't liked that much either. At least the truth sensing was helpful, even if Trix enjoyed the...

The woman's cry was a sweet symphony to Trix's ears. She gave a contented sigh then leant back on her elbows to make herself comfy to watch the show. "N-no! Please, I swear it! I don't know who killed him," she sobbed, her body shuddering as the waves of pain from Alistair's simple cut racked...

Trix kicked her feet with barely contained giddy excitement. Al was so much more fun since he had shucked off that girl of his. Getting angry. Threatening helpless women. Usually she liked to be the one to coax secrets from tightly pressed lips but she found herself enjoying watching for once...

"So he likes torture," Trix nodded and tapped her bottom lip as though this discovery explained many a mystery about her old friend. Unfortunately for Alistair the discovery made him far more interesting to Trix than she had been before. "Come on," standing, she left a few coins on the table to...

Trix's laughter had people in the cafe glancing curiously in their direction, hesitant smiles on lips as though hoping to understand what had caused such mirth. She managed to get her giggles under control however soon enough for them to hear the next part of the conversation. "I can do that...

Trix's brows raised and she glanced over at her companion. "Shall we place bets on our fair friends kinks, cherie? His last love was the religious type... perhaps he likes being whipped for penance," a wicked smirk cleaved her face in two.

Trix sniggered into her cup as the conversation continued. "You're not paying me for what I like, Sugar," she gave him a bemused look and opened the door, standing to one side so he could enter first. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable and I'll get us some wine? Always helps on your first...

Trix gave her tea a thoughtful sip. "Perhaps the Madame was not telling us the whole truth," the Dreadlord seemed delighted at the prospect, as though she had been waiting for an excuse to take the questioning to another level. "But why would she agree to time off? To protect the girl? Or to...

Trix rolled her eyes at the dramatics coming through the flower. The woman on the doorstep at least seemed a little more convinced. She eyed the bag up again as it jingled and a hungered look took over her features for the briefest of moments. With another look up and down the street she sighed...

"Ah, mon ami, you should have seen him at the Academy," Trix shook her head with an amused smile as the two women watched the door open. A woman matching the description the courtesans had given filled the doorway, leaning against the door frame and running her eyes up and down Alistair like a...

"How so utterly boring," Trix sighed as Alistair presented his plan. "Not even one, tiny little deranged kink to tempt her?" the stony look in her direction was enough to tell her what he thought of that idea and she sighed again even more dramatically. "In future I think you should leave the...

Trix practically skipped along the road. There was something about getting Krixus into these situations that was just simply... delightful. Perhaps it was because he had been dating that Pirian girl with her deep religious sense of morals. She had rubbed off quite the bit on Alistair who until...

"Or they are protecting their own," Trix countered to Alistair's point. It was always hard to tell which way a whore house would go. The sisterhood that was formed in places like this could become iron tight with women happy to take a good beating if it spared another the noose. From the...

Trix raised her glass to Alistair's countered words in a salute before taking a sip. Winning, she could agree, was just as fun. She just hoped it was not over too soon. It was so rare they let her play with others on a mission now, calling on her talents more and more for the type of work that...