Recent content by Zulryn Oknu

Zulryn shrugged. “We just applied the poultice on you. Thank the lady at the apothecary, she was really quick.” The guards looked at each other, then nodded. The older one said, voice slowly becoming calmer, “Still, you helped too. We owe our lives to you both.” He pushed at the younger one and...

She stared worriedly at the melting stone, hands clasped. Soon, the rock dripped into nothing and the guards turned to skin and blood again. They collapsed on the ground, breathing wildly. Zulryn awkwardly patted them on the back in sympathy, before looking at where Calvin went off to...

As Zulryn lightly jogged back to the city, she caught the tail end of Garrod’s and Calvin’s conversation. The baby was already so scary, a mother basilisk would be terrifying, but she willed herself to focus on getting to a healer for now. They can handle themselves. Asking around yielded...

She ducked her head at the warning, only moving when Sir Garrod called for her. She really appreciated his presence with them. Sending a sympathetic look to the guards, she ran up to the group. She nodded and gathered up the fangs, planning to run to the city. She had some basic knowledge in...

“Ah!” She jogged after the two, cringing when her eyes caught the mangled bodies but never stopping. Following the cry, she came upon the fallen form of Sir Varo. His face was the picture of distress, and she didn’t pay her surroundings (or the fact he didn’t really have clothes on) any mind...

Zulryn blushed at Sir Garrod’s compliment, before coughing and replying to the guard beside her, “It’s called a leshy.” She pointed to the slain beast. “It derives it’s power from trees and plants. Unless you get it’s heart like we just did it will keep getting up.” She remembered Sir Garrod’s...

ulryn struggled to not gape at the beast before her. If not for the blue eyes looking down on them with brilliant clarity, she would have never realised this was Sir Varo. However, a part of her still doubted his identity, so she stood, locked in one place, ready for a fight. No fighting...

The only thing she felt was the chill down her spine. Zulryn stared at the man who spoke before turning away, sickened by the sight. She felt relieved as Miss Aeyliea stepped in sight, putting out her hand in front of the girl. She called out into the forest, “Sir Varo? Can you hear me?”...

Zulryn drew another arrow, driven by Calvin’s cries. As Sir Garrod flayed open the monster’s chest, revealing the trembling heart beneath, she channeled all her magick, breathed in, and released it at the heart. It embedded itself firmly, making the leshy finally fall down amid rolling dust...

Zulryn felt a waterfall of relief wash over her as another person joined the party. Confidence surged by her magic’s effectiveness, she concentrated more on it, roots and thin whips from the earth grabbing the leshy in it’s feeble grip which the monster easily cut off, only to re-grab a second...

Zulryn looked around wildly. It seemed their ambushers had dropped as soon as they came, lying motionless on the ground or struggling to get up from it. She glanced at Sir Varo. The man seemed to have completely changed, ripping into his opponent with a brutality that seemed to consume...

“Sir Garrod!” With Garrod fallen, the leshy then turned it’s eyes on her. Her trembling form curled in on itself as she panicked and nudged the earth even more, willing it to do something. The enraged monster went to strike her, when one of the tree’s root shot out and wrapped itself around...

Zulryn bristled at Varo just…running away, though she understood. She wished she could do the same, somewhat. Her bow stretched taut but trembled as she took aim at the man, who seemed to have gone mad from rage. The arrow embedded itself in his side, and he staggered back a bit. She screamed...

Zulryn yelped and barely managed to dodge the bolt, which embedded itself in the ground nearby. Men and women, some of the same ones from the fight, stepped out, looking drunk with both beer and rage. Before they could even do anything, however, Miss Aeyliea took the lead, neatly landing a...

She barely managed to not scream as the monster stumbled towards them. Hearing Sir Garrod, she got behind him and withdrew her bow, keeping an eye on Sir Magus at the same time. The leshy walked towards them with increasing speed, bringing down a clawed hand upon them. Before they could act, a...