Recent content by Zana

Zana gave a deep sigh and then heaved her legs off her husbands lap with all the grace she could muster at seven months pregnant. "On that depressing note, I am heading to bed. My back has missed feather mattresses and silk sheets," she sighed. Even as a Dreadlord, her unique skillset had...

Zana worried at her bottom lip, a habit she had not been able to shake despite the Proctors meticulous efforts. "I don't know. I think they trust the dwarves less, and if they are already being hunted in the area they search for prey it might be their nest has been discovered already. It might...

"No... that magic was..." Zana pressed her lips together. The last time she had felt something so other was when the Herald himself had touched her. The very thought that Adelaide could have somehow mastered any magic akin to that truly terrified her. Of course, from what the dragons had spoken...

"You need two to help with your own children?" Zana teased for she knew it took quite literally a village to raise their twin terrors. She fiddled with the odd magic stress ball again. "I should go back to Aniria in the next few days to let them know what we have found," she was always loathe...

Zana's laugh bubbled out of her, reaching a crescendo when Talus seemed to notice his slip and threw her one of those smiles he often did when she caught him licking the bottom of the tiramasu pan. "If anywhere can handle two children gifted in the art of magic it is magic schools," she...

Zana nodded along with his plan and in agreement to visiting the Dwarves under the mountain. Though Talus' adopted family visited often, they always seemed to prefer when the family visited them beneath the mountain. Every time they tried to convince the pair to stay. Zana hadn't dared take the...

Zana sighed and flopped back against the pile of cushions she had accumulated to help her with her sore lower back. She made the little cube float with just a whisp of her magic, letting the telekinesis probe it and pull the little mechanisms in and out in a perfect little pattern. It hovered in...

Zana awkwardly sat up, a hand on her stomach. With her other she gently brushed her knuckles over her husbands cheek and then let her fingers tangle in his hair. "I'll be safe," she promised. She had no other option. There were two precious souls asleep upstairs who needed her to be safe. One...

Zana gave a sigh and rubbed her temples as though the very thought gave her a headache. Once upon a time out of the pair of them, she would have probably called herself the academic, but since the revolution Talus seemed to have found an odd love with research and learning. Perhaps because he...

Zana was just glad to finally have had a shower. The heat of the Iuk-'u Delta had clung to her for the whole flight back along with what felt like half the mosquito population. Showered and dressed in a silk nightdress she draped her legs over Talus' lap and stroked the curve of her belly...

Zana's smile froze in place as she took the small orb. Weak, weak, weak, it seemed to scream at her as she twirled it this way and that to inspect the craftsmanship. Of course she didn't need to. Brigitte always made exemplar work. She slid it into her pocket before Lyra could grab it. "Thank...

Lyra was far more gentle with her mother, mindful of the growing little brother of sister she carried. "Uppies!" she demanded and wriggled her fingers in her mothers direction. Despite her exhaustion Zana couldn't help but smile and bent to scoop her daughter into her arms. The girl laughed as...

Not even exhaustion could dampen a mothers instincts. As the object flew through the window Talus and Zana were passing her magic leapt to catch it. Shards of glass and fractured bits of... whatever it had once been froze in mid air. She pursed her lips to examine if there was anything that...

We shall help, the female dragon interjected before Ahzhrak could earning herself a sharp look from the latter. Zana tried to keep her face composed but during the trip she had begun to suspect the two might be mates. He certainly had on the sulky look Talus sometimes got when she said she...

"Those orcs down there are slaves," she called to the dragon over the wind, trying to ignore the feelings coming from Talus and her own heart. The great beasts would not care unless it affected them again and she needed time to process it. This, though, she could fix now. Seemingly understanding...