Recent content by Zana

The older Dreadlord didn't look convinced. She gave the orc the same kind of withering stare she had given many cadets in her time and - most recently - the twins when they had something truly disgusting. The orc shrunk back under the weight of it until reluctantly she followed after her...

Zana folded her arms over her chest and pressed her lips into a thin line. From the look on her face she seemed more inclined to let the dragon rampage across the jungle. If they had been sure there was only one Archon she certainly would have advocated for it, but two... Dragons were strong but...

Zana tried not to look as concerned as she felt. "Have you seen a dragon?" she asked the orc next, reaching down to draw an impression of the beast in the sand. The orc nodded vigorously and, as he had with Talus' drawing, drew chains around it causing her heart to sink. At least it appeared as...

Zana grimaced when she received a stream of shouted gibberish back. Had she congregated the wrong word perhaps? Said something she hadn't meant? She raised her hands up to show she held no weapons when the orc began to show true terror. "Hey, it's okay, look--" she glanced across to Talus when...

"I... think you're right," Zana's frown deepened. Old Anirian she might have understood; Nassau had had a deep interest in Old Alliria and the first Dreadlords, but Allirian? House Luana had taught her many things for the various diplomatic missions she would be sent on but her Old Allirian was...

Zana managed to step back just before the orc covered her new boots in vomit. She scrunched her nose up and covered her mouth as her own stomach heaved. Usually she was not so squeamish but pregnancy made a lot of smells offensive. Orc vomit apparently was one of them. She stalked a distance...

"It's the best idea we have," Zana sighed and pushed off from the tree. It took three steps to reach him. She brushed her knuckles gently across his cheek and then slid her fingers into the silken tresses of his hair. "Just... be careful," it was a quiet plea. No matter what either of them had...

"I suppose killing them would create a bit too much attention," Zana sighed and leant against one of the trees, her arms folded over her bump. Unlike her husband there were parts of the Dreadlord upbringing she hadn't quite shaken, including when it came to resulting to killing if it made her...

Sweat plastered wayward whisps of hair to her face and neck as they came to a stop within the underbrush just out of sight of the busy workers. Zana sent a tiny spark of her magic out to zap a mosquito that had landed on her hoping for an easy meal, her lips turning down in disgust. Trying to...

Zana rolled her eyes in playful humour as he pushed her behind him. "Your father is a tad over protective," she murmured to the swell of her belly, but with a huff of a laugh she set off after him without further protest. If it soothed his worry just a little, she would walk in his shadow. Her...

Zana's lips twitched as Talus shouted her own thoughts back at her. It was a common occurrence with the soul-bond he had forged between them making it hard to decipher when a thought was wholly theirs of shared subconsciously. To know someone so completely... there was something comforting in...

If Azhrak was hindered by the weight of two people on his back he did not show it. The dragon flew swift and true over the mountain range the pair called home and took the warmer Southern currents towards the East. Amongst the cloud cover the dragon seemed to favour it was hard to map their...

Once Talus had finished Zana stepped forward to give the other Dreadlord her own tight hug. Into the embrace she whispered her quiet plea as she always did: "Look after my babies for me," she only let go when she felt Brigitte nod and offered her a weak smile. From experience she knew if she...

Zana sighed into his shoulder and the tension left her body. It was a comfort to hear him echo her own thoughts in a roundabout way, and a bigger comfort to be held in his arms. As much as she loved the house he had built for them, it was Talus that was her home. His arms where she could truly...

Zana let out a sigh of relief. "Maybe tell her to park it out of the twins' view," she winced, seeming to have read her husbands mind and voice his own concerns out loud. She glanced down the corridor where the twins had run and then began to follow whilst speaking. "I've packed our bags so we...