Recent content by Voe

It was with almost religious reverence that Voe tended to his equipment. The day was bright and clear, the air had just the right amount of chill left in it for him to like the taste of. Today was a hunting day, well, a hunting morning. With Otho's help to flush them out of the long grass he...

"I'll be back." Few words but each one meant and spoken with utter seriousness. Malakath was on the other side of the world but after what Esmoria had told him about others of his kind being there Voe knew he wasn't going to be able to rest until he found it and her whom Esmoria seemed to take...

"Well, I don't know about all that but, I'm not really one for meet and greets, this is something of an exception I am making." Voe hoped it was not a vain one. "Our kin..." Perhaps it was the way of priestly folk to be able to see through to the heart of ones intent as Esmoria brought up the...

The chair squeeked as he stood and with single minded motivation made a beeline for the pink table. He was there as a joke, it was just a fun thing to do while he was in the city. Nothing committed but he had tried to meet more people and there were certainly many people there. He could lie and...

Warmer blood was both blessing and curse in the cold. Voe was as wrapped as any of them and in it all he was at risk of overheating but that was better than freezing, much better and Otho looked fetching in his tight wrapped scarf. The Drake-hound did not strictly need it but he jumped a bit...

Otho indeed wants to play and give a very encouraging *garuff* at his new playmate, nipping widely and going tail up head low to give chase. Voe's eyes followed the conversation and tried to come up with something solid in his mind, something he could work with. Hopes and dreams and the...

Voe had listened and waited until he had something to add, he did not like to waste time with idle words. He had let Otho loose to get him warmed up and the Drake Hound bounded about them, pretending not to want to play with Sigrith and instead be interested in smelling a patch of nothing near...

Voe woke early, often did but decided to lay in. It was indulging a stereotype, he admitted that much to himself even as Otho nuzzled into his arm and tried to coax him up, but he thought that Bula might hurry herself to rise before she was rested. It was a while before she stirred, the...

"Just ignore him Voe!" He muttered to himself only having eyes for his task and trying not to let the reference to his heritage, one that so clearly defined him in the faces of others such as Karskgorak as a thing of evil for what else may come from hell but evil, lay unaddressed and looked down...

"I couldn't agree more." Voe stood and began to prepare for the night, he set fresh wood to keep the fire going a bit longer and laid out his sleeping blanket on the ground then lay down and began to get comfortable. "Otho will keep watch. He's got sharper ears and nose than either of us. We'll...

Otho happily nestled into Melfa's attentions. Crooning as he did and nuzzling her back, scratching scale on scale in satisfaction. Voe however made a fumbling stumble down the stairs and slipped half the length of himself along the flagstones almost to the edge of the great bath. "Breath, of...

Voe thought, rubbing Otho's head and neck. "Belgrath is the largest by far. It's got people, supplies and near enough anything else you could want. If I was a betting man I'd say that would be where they'd be heading but it's a good long hike to get there. Crobhear is closer but it's a fort, not...

"This one certainly does." Voe smiled as he saw Cassi, small and genuine while he reached his hand up to scratch Otho's chin to stop him pulling away to get to her and Cadfael. At this size he still acted more hound than Drake and he trilled from deep in his throat and set his tail to wag at...

Ashlanders. Voe had heard of their migrations, seen the evidence of their passing in the earth and wood but had no solid dealings with them before, the odd passing only, as now. If his memory was right there were five clans in total. "I am sorry Bula of the Ashlanders but I have seen no sign of...

"Come on boy." Otho disliked the saddle, especially at first. It meant that Voe was going to feed him that certain mixture ores and minerals that reacted so spectacularly within him. Otho whined but followed unwilling to face disobedience. The bucket smelled of salt peter and lime. Death to...