Recent content by Vel'duith Voiryn

One Good Turn Vel’duith crept down the passage leading to the Undercity gates, just a few short miles ahead. Orebith trailed just a few paces behind, checking the rear every few steps. Over the past week, they had bested a hook horror, escaped from an ambush of ropers, narrowly skirted a...

Vel’duith inclined her head respectfully toward the dwarven gate-guard. “My gregarious green colleague Karskgorak means the ancient, mysterious mummy in the back of the wagon, O stalwart stone-son. I am named Vel’duith. And even in the esteemed company of your kinswoman, Sigrun Flintfeet, we...

The Unlikeliest of Allies Vel’duith and Orebith, a tall, agile, muscular girl who had been her bitterest rival at cadre for all eight years she had been there, glared red-eyed daggers at one another as they trudged down the pitch-dark Underrealm passageway. Sulking, each girl was internally...

The Consequences of Confidence Vel'duith was excited beyond words; she had finally been selected for her very first mission at cadre. She and Linthil Ret'linthel, a boy from a mid-ranked noble house known for producing powerful wizards, had been chosen to break into a ruined Dwarven outpost...

The dark elf smiled, waved and vanished, her dark form seemingly folding in on herself, only to reappear a split second later in triplicate, in three different parts of the bathtub, one Vel'duith standing to accept the offered handshake, then vanishing into a silvery mist upon the touching of...

Vel'duith smirked at Karskgorak's little jab. "I have heard some cads tongue-wag that orcs largely follow our example in matters of virtue shown to neighbor-races..." She let her voice trail off before continuing. "But as for me, I have chosen to follow a different path. I have my whole life...

Vel'duith's jaw fell open as they drew near the distinctive, bulb-topped tower. It cannot be... She turned to look toward the town proper and gasped, trying to mouth words but failing. They have added new defenses, certainly, but 'tis the same tower! Her breaths came quickly as she turned to...

The drow smiled at Sigrun's description of her cousin. "I do find myself in the market for a master cobbler, as it were! But Sigrun, you seem perhaps skeptical of your cousin's claims?" "Folt lnaya ib'ahalii!" the dark elf exclaimed as the elk-cart emerged from the fog and the valley...

To Town and Tower Screams and shouting filled the black, moonless night as fire leapt from house to house. But there was no sign at all of the dwarven soldiers the cadre had been tasked to kill. That rather important detail hardly seemed to matter to most of the rest of the cadre, who fell to...

Sealing Fates in Solitude Vel’duith reclined alone on the blissfully hot, smooth-carved obsidian shelf, the balmy volcanic spring water tickling her ears and chin, hands tucked over the scant, barely perceptible pad of fat that passed for her belly, her silken, snow-white hair swirling with the...

Vel'duith had nodded understandingly at Hojen's explanation; it certainly seemed to fit neatly with Sigrun's own first impression of her. And who didn't know of the reputation of the orcs? To the dwen'deles, she could expect to be received at best as some sort of fabled bogeyman... well, at...

The dark elf mulled the orc's invitation over for a few seconds. I did cut my earlier bath somewhat short... it would be a chance to meet other Yaegirs... and as venerable as this orc looks, I might even hear a new tale... Additionally, the dragon-woman from the courtyard was there...

The dark elf's ears perked up at the sounds of some manner of ruckus in the outside hallway... a chase? Claws on flagstones, mrowling, grunting... flapping? Surely it isn't Sse'elah's emissary.... She heaved the tome of rules back onto the table, quickly steadying its rattling, then kipped up...

Vel'duith walked back to the barracks, and then to the bathroom to retrieve the remnants of her slippers to dispose of them, sweeping up the spilled salts and dried petals with the fabric to deposit into what her nose told her must be the middens chute. Then she proceeded to the storeroom. She...

As the ceiling began dropping anew, Vel'duith began clambering upward, using her left arm as much as she could, using the darts as makeshift pitons as she climbed up through the gaps left by the prior collapse. Several times she barely made it to the next stone before the last tumbled away into...