mercenary

A few light droplets of rain fell from the cloudy sky and the leather clad woman looked up. The sky was dark, celestial bodies covered by a thick blanket of clouds. If anything, the near total darkness it brought was good for business. As long as a torrential downpour of any sort didn't come...

He'd already drank a full mug of mead with breakfast when Gerard remembered that today was the day he was supposed to be protecting that girl; he'd wandered to Oban after his lover had lost her memory, and he couldn't bear to return to Alliria to see the smoldering ruins of his former...

Rou Stonewall had been on the road for two days and finally she made her arrival in The Outer City of Alliria. The sun had already set when she arrived at the Lords office who she completed the job for. Once Rou got her handfull of gold, she immediately found herself at the closest inn...

Jamira peeled the makeshift hijab from her face, the centuries-old curtain stiff and hard to breath through. The sand fell from it in cascades of faux-gold dust. A ruinous dowry for a bride of the deep desert. Like a figure of unearthly promise, she rose from the dune behind which she and her...

"You run this sort of job often?" The monster-hunter grumbled his question toward the mercenary he patrolled through the wilds with. "Murdering for petty lords, I mean," he smirked. And if he were asked in turn, he would tell her true. He wasn't fond of this sort of work. Not that monster...

Several weeks of marching and what did they have to show for it? Nothing. Nothing but sore feet, blisters and sunburn. Having called a halt for the day, Captain Agatha of the Blackshields marched into her quarters with a look of quiet dismay written upon her face. Several weeks of slow-going had...

"Time to go." Nugai tossed the piece of grass he'd been chewing on to the ground before he clicked his heels into Bato's flanks. He'd gotten all that he needed to know from this little scouting mission. It would be a long trek back to the camp, and he wanted to arrive before the Captain could...

Allir Keep, Alliria, 370AC "Anyra, get your arse to the captain's quarters. He wants to speak with you." The man had to crane his neck to look up at Anyra. Even for a Komodo, she was tall. Her stature as a person, however, was in juxtaposition with her stature within society. Clearly being...

There were certain jobs that Elodie hated taking and being the bodyguard to a noble was high on that list. It wasn't just the guarding a noble that irritated her, it was the fact that most of the time they didn't have an end date and she missed out on other jobs. The upside was that she was set...

Julin There were few things in this world that were as enjoyable as a cold mug of ale after a night of running around as a bipedal wolf monster. A single sip was enough to wash out the taste of blood in your mouth, and the whole mug was nearly enough to make you forget about the whole incident...

Thunder growled outside, and the girl looked up from the thin stack of cheap paper in front of her with a hint of nervous energy. It had been raining for three days now; one squall barely cleared the slate roofed city before the next was calved from the brooding clouds clustering around the...

Her breath was rugged because of the snowy landscape around her, yet the cold didn't seem to bother her at all. It had been months since Sienna Barok had last set foot in a city or village, her travels had taken her from Vel Anir to Alliria during a job to protect a merchant wagon carrying some...

Uruk Brightsmile Biographical information Birthplace Bhathairk Born Died Age 32 Home None Physical description ...

Himitsu (Mitsy) Biographical information Birthplace Falwood Born Died Age 32 Home Physical description Race ...

Poppy Rowan Biographical information Birthplace Alliria Born Died Age Eighteen Home Her ship Physical description ...

"I'm looking for a Mercenary. Big fellow named Gunnar, lots of tattoos, carries an axe..." Maude didn't think there would be a large population of men that would fit the description, but she was either asking the wrong people or the city was much larger than she thought. "I know 'im," said a...

At least that was what the clues kept telling her. She'd been on the road for nearly three months now, traversing from the fishing village at the far north and down along the spine through the burnt town of Knottington. From there it was near far as south goes until she hit the impenetrable...

Haften Wood Allir Reach Corvus picked his way over a body, the blood-black earth beneath yielding to his boot as he leaned down to rifle through the dead bandit's pockets. A diagonal gash, shoulder to hip, told the story of his death, and the gape of his mouth told the story of the surprise...