aviana sabel

Kasim sat quietly within the small encampment that he and Aviana had fashioned themselves. There was a small fire in the middle of a forest clearing, a pile of logs and twigs, a place for the horses, and then two makeshift bed rolls that they had managed to snag while passing through a village...

Kasim sat quietly in a tiny tavern within a tiny village in the middle of absolutely nowhere. His expression was a dead one, pale yellow eyes staring into the cup of ale that had been placed in front of him by an overly attentive innkeeper. He hated places like this. There was something so...