Khy'eras

Sitting in a booth, book on the table, paper and pencil in his hand (entirely unused), Raen Silver was completely and utterly bored. He shouldn't be, of course. Someone had broken into and stolen from the Kelbé... that had never happened before! Everyone was on edge while the 'investigation' (which ...

It was almost as if he had completely forgotten his affliction, when he smiled in delight. "Of course you may visit!" he said, his voice full of enthusiasm. And then, his smile faltered a little as if he suddenly remembered his condition. "If your time allows, then why don't you come ...

Raen was relieved when Calem put the foul smelling liquid away. Grimacing a little. "I couldn't live with bad breath and a hideous face! I'd never work again? Well ... perhaps in a freak show." He complained. The young Elf allowed himself to be guided to a chair. It felt good to have someo...

With his eyes opening a little, then taking a deeper breath of the very odorous liquid, they snapped away and he groaned. "By the stars, man! What on earth is that?!" The Elf rubbed his head and sat up, for a moment he looked a little confused, and then remembered why he was here. "My...

"Thank you." He mumbled. Usually, the Elven Bard would have spent a good while flirting with this woman, who still seemed to have a twinkle in her eye when she saw him, as sickly as he was. Maybe if he removed his scarf and showed her the hideous rash that covered half of his cheek and ch...

“You’re sick.” Elara said, glancing up from her heavy book. ”Sick?!" Raen groaned and rubbed a hand across his face. ”That is an understatement, Quimellë. I am dying , is what I am!" Elára did not look up. “Your penchant for the dramatic never ceases to amaze me. Go see a healer, since we...

Raen was miserable. Huddling in the corner, he clutched his harp (with a few broken strings and a strained neck, now), along with his pack, he had tried to get through the journey as best he could. Dáire had been miserable, and any attempts to talk to him were met with short answers. Had Raen done t...

There were gasps from the crowd as this woman stepped forward, all eyes suddenly turned to her. The woman spoke first. "If the heir refuses his role, then one of his bloodline has the right to his place." She intoned. "I Zaleria, of House Súra, recognise you, Princess Dessielle, as He...

There was a hush after the arrow had flown that had tried to kill Dáire still stuck from the man's chest ... though not all were silent. "This is a great betrayal," said a woman, stepping forth. She was dressed in fine silks, gleaming with jewellery "I am Varni Myantha of House Núrin ...

"To the prince! To the princess!" Calls came all around as blades were unsheathed and bows drawn. A protective circle was formed around the four nobles and their wounded prince, while people zipped off to find the would be assassin. Raen knelt by Dáire's side, having no clue what to do. &...