Recent content by Visha Sofka

Visha's eyes bulged as the steel of Zael's sword delved into her ribcage. Cut into her heart. She could see the endless sky above. Where all the gods dwelled. Where Great Maho himself dwelled! With her fading physical strength, she said, "Great Maho...can you see me?" Then she laughed...

Blood burbled in her throat, in her chest, in her lungs. A strange hissing and wheezing sound was inevitably coming from the gaping slash splitting open her cheek with each breath. Her skin was pale, lips an unhealthy shade of blue, and her whole body felt like liquid. And still she laughed...

"YOU!!" Visha shouted in response. Finally her vision had cleared and she could see that the man before her WAS NOT who she wanted it to be. "What did you do with MY BROTHER??" Zael, effortlessly playing along, said, "He's inside. He said he doesn't want to talk to you though. Somethin about...

Visha recoiled as an arrow found home right between her breasts. "HEY!" she shouted up towards the archers as more arrows streaked past, "I just stood back up, would you please give me a minute??" Another arrow buried itself in her gut, and the head of another slashed her cheek as it sailed by...

Those ogres she was going past were RUINING the moment. Get him! they were saying. Crush him! they were saying. Yeah, yeah, whatever, kill that divvy on the ground, but do it QU-I-ET-LY! Visha so would have shushed them on any other occasion. She was just too busy staring up at the tower. And...

"That one! THAT ONE! I wanna burn that one!" Visha said, pointing her finger at Edric. A good number of the first wave ogres had broken off to fight the human who'd dropped in from the lone tree. And, surprisingly, he was still alive! "Romguul said wait. Romguul said drop yer magic on the...

"Mine...mine! Allllll~ mine!" Visha cooed as her shifting palms and flexing fingers siphoned away the flames of the flying, armored Anirian. She watched him fall. Watched him smack into the outer wall of the shithole town Romguul had decided to attack. Ha ha! Dummy! The flames were HERS to...

"Get your harpoons ready, boys. We'z gonna punch holes in that Tower." "—said keep ya gut tucked in about them flames." "Romguul said get da pyro too. Where dat hume go?" "I heard you the FIRST time!" Visha Sofka, one of the few non-ogre, non-goblin glory seekers among Romguul's horde, went...

"Right this way!" Visha said. She tripped over a barstool, arms flailing madly, but saved her balance in the nick of time and froze. Ah ha! Defeated her old nemesis again! No barstool could foil her now! Down into the fight club. And like a lot of underground, hush-hush places, it was grungy...

THE TREELINE Like anyone with a sharp business acumen and staggering attention to detail, Visha read precisely none of the contract. "Pfft! Soul...smoul! Look, dummy...all I have to do...is never die!" Visha coughed up blood everywhere. "See? Easy! Now watch!" Visha reached with the only...

THE TREELINE Visha was rolling listlessly from one side to the other. Laughing in an agonized, exhausted way. "Who says...lightning doesn't...strike twice...? Ha, ha!" That big scuffle in the desert with Hanuman and the Dead Men. The Empire fighting the whoevers, nobody cared. But! Somebody...

"You know what? You have a deal!" Visha said, making a big show of thumping her fists to her hips and puffing up her chest with pride, swishing her shoulders from side to side. "And I'm the most honest person on Arethil! I never go back on a deal! Except when I do! Will I do it this time? SHH...

THE TREELINE Power! Such! Raw! POWER! And it was all hers. All hers! Now it was her turn, her turn, YES, her turn! Great Maho had passed the torch onto her, she knew it! All she needed to do was find the right cause to get behind and she could show him her magnificent flames! YYYYYYES...

THE TREELINE Visha. LOVED. FIRE! And the forest around her was ablaze! Out from it she came like a composer, arms raised high and hands swinging with the tune of the crackling and popping of the flames. Her chin she held high, her cheeks risen from the manic grin which split her expression...

Mr. Handsy here! But here's a little secret: not all fires were the ones that could burn houses down! Visha wasn't a stranger to the fires that could get kindled between her thighs and in her belly, ohhh no. All of the things Finnick was doing with her breasts she'd done HERSELF! Yeah, you heard...