Recent content by Vulpesen

As much as Vulpesen is my main boy, I don't think a conversation between him and his creator would go well. But Varos, I would love to sit with. Share a drink and just learn the mysteries of the universe.

Not for the first time, Vulpesen's gaze swept over the city, taking in its fortifications with the practiced ease of a scout commander. Fortifications and troops numbers rattled around his head, though there would be no report on such things. For him, it was simply a matter of habit. As they...

Fine drink and pleasant company, over time, had brought a pleasurable buzz to his head and Vulpesen could only thank decades of experience for his ability to process the elven woman's words as fast as he might have sober. Though while his tail seemed to sway in discord with the movement of his...

Vulpesen's tail flicked towards the hilt of his sword as Rinvië mentioned her talents. He'd never been one for the forge, but like all Zorrens, he admired a well crafted weapon. Whats more, Elven work was some of the finest, rivalling even his own people and certainly surpassing them in anything...

"Agreed," he said, his tail swaying at the simple truth stated by the elven woman. "But I assure you, your people are not alone in their tribulations. Evil comes and the good of the world wanes. Our lot is to wait until it waxes full enough to continue the fight once more." He took a long...

Vulpesen winced at the remembrance of glory lost. Something which he knew all too well. "It certainly can. And none enjoy the riches or losses more than those who stand as the harbingers of change." He placed his empty glass on a table to focus on the one he had doubly filled. "Veradune," he...

Vulpesen groaned as he stepped down the stairs, his body swaying as if he was back on the ships where he so often made his mortal living. The swirling nature of his head was a fine reminder that whether he served mortals or fae, some aspects of his character never changed. But in his defense, it...

Vulpesen grinned as, with a shriek, the behemoth buzzard was hurled past him to crash into the stone cliff. His own flight circled as he wheeled himself to the dragon's side to watch as a jet of flame racked it with agony. Then he heard her plea for assistance. "I'm on it!" With all the elements...

"A pleasure to meet you miss @Rinvië." His smile broadened as she accepted the surrounding men as her friends and he eased himself against the pillar as he took another drink. "I've been places like it," he offered in response to her question, "but no, this would be my first time here. Rather...

Vulpesen's eyes darted to the glass and his tail swished in response before he quickly relieved her of its weight. "Consider me encouraged." His until now neutral expression broke into a wide grin as he brought the drink to his lips, swallowing down a good potion before using it to top off the...

The Sharydaes order. In terms of creed and rules, it wasn’t too different from his own organization, the Vitae Alliance, though it was perhaps a bit more prohibitive. Still, a hatred of slavery and a desire to protect the innocent was enough to attract the attention of the high council...

Vulpesen tucked his cloak a bit closer around himself as he slipped through the bustling crowd, one hand slipping beneath the cape to grace his fingers over the hilt of a dagger. Greed it seemed, was a powerful motivator, quite capable of moving large crowds with the whispers of a half promise...

Vulpesen growled as he flitted and swirled around the vulture. “Come on, ya fat turkey!” His hand last out, this time shooting not a bolt of fire, but a fork of lightning at its claws and talons. He flew close enough to flirt with death, each snap of the massive beak threatening to shave the...

Vulpesen heaved a small sigh of relief when the woman left his hold to remount her dragon. It wasn't that she was necessarily heavy, but any amount of weight counted when one was riding on the winds without a pair of wings. Unburdened, his body sped up and danced about the stone bird, his fire...

Vulpesen's eyes widened as the massive stone bird took its perch, snuffing out several lives below it with nothing more than a swift arrival. "Wulren guide me," he whispered. Usually more fond of his secretive Patron, Varos, Vulpesen had to admit that wit and guile would only get him so far...