Khy'eras

As the Cleric worked to deliver a cup full of tea to him, he seemed to shake off the reverie, replacing the sour scowl with a genuinely warm smile in gratitude. The hand that stroked Asfaloth’s fur took the piping-hot cuppa. ”My thanks, lady,” he spoke, eyes taking in her face-sans-visor for the fir...

Khan grumbled as the rage within burned brighter with the shapechanger’s mention of knowing the past through others. The apology was as meaningless as could be, falling upon ears that cared not to hear anything further. That was the rub in getting older; the platitudes got just as old. With a deep b...

His face turned dark as the druid finished his statement, downward into a snarling scowl. Khan’s thoughts turned to the war for the first time in….a long time. Flashes of fighting, his brethren cut down by Bhelest’s black legions. Months spent on the front lines, standing atop the wall. Like a bolt ...

Far from the forests of Ninraih, Khan was simply a transient through Fellsgard on his journey farther North into the Irtuen Reaches. Perhaps a night, perhaps two had gone by during his stop through the waystation to stock up on supplies for himself and the she-wolf that trotted happily alongside him...

By the time the hunting party returned with an elk of good stock, his bowl was nearing its end, a tragedy by any account of his. The great wolf dropped its bounty on the cave floor, while Asfaloth padded close to nestle against her companion for warmth, still panting from the jaunt. Khan patted her ...

It was only when the dire wolf brought the cleric all the way to the entrance that he noticed she was, in fact, burdened with sightlessness. Khan had heard more than a few spun-tales about blind swordsmen, those who appeared to live with great difficulty until there was a need for battle; then they ...

The ranger held onto the beast’s broad back with his knees, pressed in just enough to keep him secure without digging in painfully. Asfaloth was all-too-happy to zoom alongside, keeping a faster pace just to keep up with the longer stride of Harroc. The journey had been reduced by a factor of no les...

There had been more than a few who used the guise of a noble quest to lure the unsuspecting adventurer into some back alley---or dank cave. Whitewood played the part of a fragile, exhausted cleric quite beautifully. Not so beautifully as to inadvertently tip the seasoned investigator to a ruse. Real...

Before long the middle ground was discovered and met. Khan’s eyes narrowed a bit underneath his hood, taking in the sheer size of the dire beast being ridden as if it were some beast of burden. It was…magnificent; he could see why Asfaloth had been so eager to meet it. She twined and curled about he...

The great wolf’s second howl echoed throughout the valley, Asfaloth cocked her head to the side for just a moment as if considering the apparent question posed to her. Straightening she brayed in response, yipping out a short yodel-ey bark for punctuation, affirming that her ‘master’ (if he could tr...