Recent content by Yvaine

How many times had she watched him from afar? Even still, despite the looming darkness of the path ahead, she felt the flutter of infatuation, the same sheer adoration that swelled in her chest so entirely that her ribs ached. There was a quiet intensity about him as he sat by the fire, his...

It was a strange sensation to feel the presence of another in her mind, but Tinuviel was easy company and despite the memories that she relived, she felt at ease, if not intrigued, during the process. Golden eyes slowly opened to meet his gaze with a solemn smile, and Yvaine took the drink...

Yvaine's surprise was evident as she realised Tinúviel's potential to see into her visions. Her brows rose in a moment of astonishment, but she didn't question him. Instead, she nodded hesitantly, offering him her hands as she sought guidance on how to proceed. "I... Do I just...?" she asked...

She did not feel particularly wise. If anything she spent most of her time confused and questioning her past and her path ahead, and so when Tinuviel complimented her in such a way she laughed under her breath and gently shook her head, but she wouldn't offer any argument. Tinuviel was wise, and...

Yvaine's gaze remained steady under the weight of Tinúviel's examination, his piercing eyes holding a complexity of emotions that intrigued greatly, and that might have unsettled her were his presence not so much of a comfort. A breath. And then he spoke, and the solemnity etched onto his...

Her mind was quiet, and no shadows played with her mind as they made the walk back, their movements the only sounds spearing the silence that seemed to have long since settled over these lands. Soon, the voices of their companions found her ears and she smiled with a soft sigh. She still felt...

Yvaine laughed softly as she tightened her lace and tied it. She doubted the men were fools and it was more than likely that they had been respecting the couple's rare moment of privacy. Her cheeks warmed, but she would not apologise for taking such moments when possible. They were heading down...

Yvaine would never tire of the sound of his whispered sweet nothings. Only, they were not nothings, they were everything, his voice a sweet tonic, soothing her mind body and soul with warmth, and love, and hope. She hadn't known she could love so deeply as she loved Faulkin, nor that anyone...

She, too, felt that rush of heat as he kissed her. They were rarely alone, and so it was difficult not to sink into such memories. Yvaine sighed deeply as she thought of those precious few days, and though she had not taken a single second for granted, she wanted so, so many more of them. This...

"Faulkin.." she breathed, her expression warming at the ever welcome sight of him. Still her heart fluttered against its cage in attempt at escaping her chest, and she settled a hand over it as though it might settle at her touch. "Sorry.. I didn't realise I'd wandered so far.." her head shook...

It felt difficult to breathe here, though it likely had more to do with her fear than the smoke and ash in the air. Her mind crowded and she sought silence from the din of chatter, for her surroundings to quiet in order to listen closer to the whispers that came and went, pestering desperately...

Yvaine could do little to disguise the sense of dread that caused her skin to pale slightly as her golden eyes swept the landscape they'd arrived upon. The very air felt different here, the sounds and scents unsettling. Faulkin's voice dragged her mind back to where she stood, and her gaze from...

She stopped in Faulkin's path and her brow lofted at the expression he wore, the first few bolts of tension loosening as her fears were dowsed. Her head tilted to look past him as he spoke, following the jab of his thumb toward the hooded figure, and she knew before seeing his face who had found...

Hey Scuthe! Yeah, discord isn't essential! We do some plotting there but it's easy enough to do so on the board via LFG and direct messages too. Happy reading / writing! :D

The courage was taking some time to muster, but the moment she had finally found enough to do what was necessary to cross through the portal, a voice jolted her and her head whipped around, unable to see who had called, or why. Her brow furrowed anxiously as Faulkin's hand slipped from hers...