The soft skinned woman introduced herself as Igni. Her admitting some intimidation did a bit to ease Vayden’s suspicion but he resolved to be careful none the less. His hand fell from his dagger hilt as he curled one fist against his armored chest and bowed. As his wings stretched out to their...
Astrid did not fail to meet climbing standards for one who lived in the Spine. Vayden Grunted as he lifted more from pain then strain and in no time she was up the rock wall. A few tumbling pebbles marked where she disappeared from view and Vayden visibly sagged. He felt awful. His pride...
A voice rang from the fog feminine and welcoming. Vayden lay one clawed hand on his dagger where it hung at his waste instinctively as he turned toward the call. “Hello?” answered the man as he took a few steps toward the stranger in the fog. In little time he came across the woman and was put...
Onward they pushed through the cold quiet of the mountains. Vayden focused on his moving to hopefully avoid anymore embarrassing falls but he did not altogether ignore Astrid. He recognized the tone of one relishing the thought of home and it reminded him of all he had lost. All the friends, all...
The air was heavy today with chill and mist. Fog hung so thick it was surprising a dark scaled draconian’s breath didn’t make it dance and flow. That man, by the name of Vayden, wondered idly if his heart fire would do the trick. With no one nearby to discourage his curious thought he let it...
With every aching step Vayden regretted his injured wings more and more. Still he did a better than average job on the snow and rocks. Clawed feet and experience both helped the man keep his balance as their trek became a careful downhill thing. Astrid admitted to growing up in Belgrath as they...
Vayden’s arm looked something like he had stuck it in a loose pile of blades. Jagged black scales surrounded the deep red splits in flesh. As he pressed snow to it the loss of feeling led him to push a little too hard and a fresh albeit small stream of draconian blood dripped to the snow. He...
When prompted to sit Vayden allowed the small stranger to help him as best she could. A tense jaw was all that kept down a grown of pain. Everything hurt. He took in more cool breaths and realized how chilled his body felt. With the blood loss and icy wind buffeting him during the fall he felt...
Blood loss intentional and otherwise had Vayden’s mind a little fogged. Were it not for a warm gentle slap he may have let himself slip into unconsciousness on that cold mountain. Unfocused eyes of fiery amber rolled up to regard a woman crouched over him. Was she attacking? It would be just his...
The days hadn’t been kind recently. Not in the least. Part of that was his own foolishness but not all of it. Each aching wound he had could attest to this fact. So it was on a quiet contemplative walk through the forests at the base of the spine Vayden found himself today. The wind was cold and...
OoC: Detailed list of injures can be found on Vayden's Profile.
At first sensation years of flight training kicked in. Vayden rolled by flexing his wings and moving out his arms and legs. This would also slow him some. Due to how hard he had been squeezing his scriptor during the accent it had...
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