Recent content by Verys Synsere

Verys was staring at the runes, her lips moving rapidly as her fingers traced along the strange writing that she could see, when at her side Willis stumbled. The redhead looked over at him with surprise and concern etching across her face, reaching out to steady him with her hands as he said...

“Just because it’s your job doesn’t mean it isn’t also brave,” Verys reasoned, her eyes taking in the state of his skin and the look on his face. She didn’t like potions, especially if they had this sort of effect… but at the same time, she couldn’t argue with the results. If that triangle had...

Verys watched as the potion coursed through the air, such a nice arch on it, and then -- -- landed in his palm. He guzzled it down and the redhead took another slight step back… and then immediately a step forward, because the fire-ring was getting smaller and smaller now, at a much faster...

The redhead didn’t even bat an eye as the dark-haired man chided her for angering the demon even more, her emerald eyes on the sigils that she could see. There was -- something -- something more that she could just barely see, about the obelisk -- but before she could discern what it was she was...

Willis’s shout drew her attention to him -- but only for a second, because then there was a large portal opening up in front of her and she looked up at it with big eyes and a delighted expression. “Oh, how fascin--” she began, but then the demon was lunging forward, only to have Wills shove her...

Well, any hope that Willis might have had of Verys not noticing was rather removed when he got a solid whack on the top of the head with the end of the torch she’d just grabbed. Thankfully, it wasn’t a whack to injure, nor was she particularly strong, but it certainly was a decided statement on...

Verys closed her eyes for a second, getting her breathing back under control -- or, at least, she was trying to, because into her attempted reverie the voice boomed again and she looked around them with those brilliant green eyes. Ooh, confirmation that the first trial had been successful, that...

The redhead was touching the various bits of the wall, watching as they lit up, her emerald eyes wide and focused on her task. She kept muttering to herself, under her breath, though he’d be able to catch snippets of what she was saying -- “... terribly unfortunate to get crushed to death… three...

The scholar had gone done in a bit of a tumble, her crimson curls curtaining around her face and the torch skittering out of her hand. She was most of the way to her feet by the time Willis finished off the second undead, bringing her arm up to flick her hair back out of her face. Other than her...

Verys was in the middle of leaning forward to inspect one of the delicate carvings in the wall in front of her -- when suddenly that voice boomed around them both again. Willis grabbed her, pulling him towards and behind her, and she sort of squeaked in surprise, nearly fumbling the enchanted...

As Willis’s blade broke through the bone-jaguar’s skull, the blue glow flickered and then faded, retreating to the source of where it’s heart had been. A small blue gem, rapidly growing opaque and grey as the last of its magic faded, fell from its place onto the floor and Verys ducked forward...

The redhead cast a glance at him as he spoke about shape-shifting magic, a slight tilt to her head that was… well, perhaps a bit impressed by his deduction based on the hieroglyphs. It wasn’t often that one found someone capable of using both their swords and their brains, so she was pleasantly...

Verys was already stepping forward to pick up one of the other torches, lighting it with her enchanted one before handing it over to Willis. He had a tightness to his face that she hadn’t seen in it before, and she looked at him as he grasped her hand, concern bright in those emerald eyes of...

By the time Willis caught up to Verys, the redhead was pulling at several large vines that had grown down over a bit of wall. Or, at least, what had once been a wall, a nice one, too, the intricate reliefs and other carvings that were being revealed by moving the plants were any indication. Her...

Verys picked at the food that he’d brought her with one hand, eating in this absent-minded way as she continued to pour over the map in front of her. It was minimally marked, but that didn’t seem to matter. There was this… look about her, this way that her emerald eyes took in the coarse...