Recent content by Valgir

The Nordenfiir looked owlishly down at the foot resting on his chest, heel pressing into him casually. “The worst news today,” he muttered sourly. Valgir continued to push his thumbs, drawing them in and up in repetition. Despite what she said, the sole of her foot was still soft and...

One eye opened to watch the dark elf scrub herself free of filth. Smart, Valgir thought. He should have done that. But then, he’d have to care more about such things. And he did not. The cold water soothed away his pains and the longer he sat the calmer he grew, all the pain and vitriol of the...

The cushioned blow of the dusty pillow against his body woke him from the half-daze and he started awake, then glanced between her and the pillow. He muttered something incomprehensible under his breath and got to his feet. “I’m taking a bath.” Storming down the stairs in his bare feet, he...

A moment passed after the dark elf fell asleep, where Valgir simply ate another slice of meat and a few berries in silence - draining half the jug in the process to wash it all down. And to quell the nausea left by the poison. Steadily, a humming glow suffused his whole being, bringing back...

A portal stone. He’d heard of them, never seen one - much less traveled through it. The kind which were known about were highly controlled and expensive. However, rumor was that a portal stone existed in the Ixchel. Ruins somewhere west of the Drawa. Not exactly the most useful location, given...

The thrall shifted on the sofa, expression twisting as she used that name. But then… it was only the two of them left now. No need to continue to conceal some secrets. Valgir’s eyes opened and he turned his head to look her direction. “Starved,” he replied, his gray eyes glinting like light...

"If that's your wish, Lady." The taste of alcohol drove some clarity back into his skull and he remembered his place. The way he'd spoken to her earlier... it was a wonder she hadn't sought to lash him for the insolence. But she had patience. Occasionally. Valgir wiped the back of a hand...

"Quaint as fucking gnomehome," Valgir muttered, sparing half a glance for the room's contents, before hounding after the cellar she spoke of. Wine. Or ale. Or even better, mead. Wouldn't that be something. Stepping back outside, Valgir looked around, then spotted a pair of double doors...

He was right behind her. Well. A dozen paces. Maybe two dozen paces. Valgir cursed mentally and swore he would hack to bits any Naga he came across from this moment forward in repayment for their kin's attack. He seethed, but as the hours past the effects lessened. The water helped, but...

The effects of the poison seeping through him turned him sluggish and he shrugged a shoulder noncommittally. "Hells if I know," he stumbled forward, dragging one foot in front of the other. Forcing himself to march, like he'd marched through the frozen tundra nearly twenty years before. A boy...

Valgir raised a hand before his eyes as the torrent of flames burned a brilliant red-orange in the jungle depths, bright as a bonfire. When he lowered his hand, nothing but blackened corpses and smoldering undergrowth remained. Smoke curled into the air. Tongues of flame flickered in the...

He took a wound on the arm from a glancing scimitar, then an arrow hissed from a crude shortbow and struck him in the chest, deflecting off his lamellar with the sound of a stone smacking metal. The impact felt like a solid jab, but left no more than a dent in the steel band. The same could not...

"Too long," he replied, knowing any amount of time would meet with rebuke, whether it be two days or two weeks. In truth, it was far longer. They needed horses. But rare was the horse that would seat one of his kind without contention. Valgir ground his teeth, gray eyes the pallor of drawn...

Far to the east, across the Spine, are the Blightlands of Molthal, a forsaken plateau. Travel south, past the Drawa, and the lands become humid, muggy, and full of enormous reptiles and insects. It was here that the Lady Nath'iarra and her sole surviving warrior, Valgir, fled. Behind them lay...