Recent content by Yuric

Yuric had been... unsure about Natalis from the moment he learned of it. He'd been unable to meditate properly for nearly a week now, and Lilly had taken to constantly urging him to seek out a dance partner ahead of time, far more excited for the event than the boy she was bound to. It would...

The insult was the last thing the solider ever said; His execution of the trapped and wounded Initiate underneath him was swiftly interrupted by a searing blue bolt-- Yuric's spear, brimming with energy as it impaled the Cortosi through the abdomen. With a bloody sputter and the clatter of his...

Yuric's eyes briefly follow the toe of her boot to his books, before looking back to her with a sly little smirk. "Oh, I try to be good at everything." Marcia was putting in effort to be a little more forgiving with her tone now, at least, and it was appreciated on his end; If they were going to...

"Pretty?" Yuric huffed as he rooted through a pile of upended crates that had spilled out of a now smoldering wagon. "That's a new one, though I can't say I disagree." He found beauty in the power he held for more symbolic and metaphorical reasons than physical. Daniella, for her part, seemed...

By the time the words had left Marcia's mouth, Yuric had already begun crossing the street to inspect the lot, the dumbfoundedness he'd been stricken with overriding any wariness as to who or what might still be lurking around in wait for them. It wasn't as though there had been some...

It was a distrubing enough sight to the normal eye, to watch as the defeated were cut from life, one by one. Yuric was no naive child; this was warfare, and he'd not expected mercy to come from either side. Still, to watch as the picture of his youth was repainted before his eyes by those he...

"It's been nearly two hours now, hasn't it?" The two Initiates had been posted up in the Yawning Ogre for at least that long. The cups and plates in front of him and his fellow student had long been cleared of food and drink, and the meal placed in the empty third seat across from them now sat...

Yuric didn't know much about luck, or if Norah's ability to warp it truly was as potent as she seemed to think, but the veil did seem much easier to traverse when the time came to fight. Not that he was so sloppy to have needed the extra wiggle room of course; the paltry handfuls of opposition...

Vittoria could have turned him inside out with one cross look. Yuric knew that, and in that moment he was sure she probably wanted nothing more than that. He'd never backed down from her before though, and even now his actions had been in direct defiance of her overwhelming aggresion and desire...

Yuric kept a stoic look about his face as he listened to Cenric's reasoning. There was some unspoken method to his madness, something he wasn't being entirely forthcoming about, but Yuric knew better than to pry too hard. They were teammates, but there was still a hierarchy, and Cenric's station...

Yuric kept himself in-between the two realities, just barely poking through the veil of death without fully jumping into the realm of spirits. It wasn't the most comfortable of tactics, feeling akin to leaning over a steep cliffside without losing your balance. It was that sensation that he...

Yuric shared in the guard's curiosity, even if he was far more baffled at the bluntness of the query. He was fairly certain it was the first time he'd ever heard a guard speak so crossly towards a Dreadlord. The Initiate followed closely the Dreadlord and Guards, most of whom looked absolutely...

Yuric's head spun away from the edge of the parapet, toward the new voice, a female guard who'd been assisting them throughout the entire ordeal. Two hundred? That was... considerably more than he was used to fighting at once. The Initiate wondered for a moment if maybe he'd grossly...

Yuric didn't think his eccentric superior to be odd for his calm demeanor in any fashion. On the contrary, the Initiate also felt quite at home on a battlefield, if for no other reason than his proximity to them growing up with his mother, a field medic. That didn't make the sight of the...

Yuric was far too distracted by the scenery to pay much mind to the stately manor they'd spent so much time climbing up towards. How could be find any fascination in any sort of man-made structure when the sights crafted by nature herself were so captivating in the sunlight, so broken by the...