Khy'eras

Everyone found their mounts or marching orders and started on the return trek to Black's Hall. Jourin took up her silent vigil once more, mirroring Dáire's position on the opposite side of Sir Francis. She disturbed nothing and no-one -- no-one except for those among the unwashed masses who braved a...

Jourin moved aside to let Ksenia to make her escape. Her eyes followed the woman only as far as the doorway, and then they snapped back to Artemis as if on an elastic string. She would have remained where she was, uninterested in or unwilling to interfere with the wild-eyed panic she'd glimpsed on t...

Jourin observed the proceedings like a monolith. Even when the conversation turned briefly towards her apparent menace and her ability -- or her inclination -- to break the small doctor she remained silent and immutable. As it happened, she didn't feel anything towards him beyond a mild apprehension...

The congestion on the street seemed to thin out somewhat as the party neared the clinic. Even with Sir Francis's considerable bulk and his tendency to let his heavy antlers swing back and forth in front of him, people still pressed in too tightly for Jourin's comfort. The extra room on the street wa...

Jourin's morning was rather dull compared to the events that took place the day prior. For the first time in several weeks she didn't particularly notice the lack of anything to do. Now that she had found her destiny she no longer felt a driving impetus to do something like a tempestuous wind on the...

Self-consciousness is not an emotion Jourin feels often. Her feathers were, by the estimation of those few who spent more than a passing evening with her, very difficult to ruffle. Illiteracy was common among the working poor and her usefulness had never hinged on her femininity -- or the lack there...

As soon as Artemis rejoined his companions aboveground, Jourin alerted on him like a bloodhound. Her head swiveled in his direction at the slightest creaking of the steps, the food she had only been too eager to wolf down a second ago momentarily forgotten. She scrutinized him and his companion, tak...

By Artemis's decree, Jourin became an ally of their group if not an outright member. Trust was too much for any of them to ask for this early on, but the proclamation might reduce tension generated by lingering suspicion. There would be a lot of sidelong speculative glances, but hands would not cree...

On her own, Jourin could have transferred the bodies one at a time from the sled to the ground. If either Artemis or Dáire were inclined to help she wouldn't insist on handling the task alone; she was merely prepared to do so. Continuing to follow his instructions, the deceased were stripped of any ...

While unaware of the trauma Artemis suffered in the last twenty-four hours, she still thought that he appeared to recover rather quickly. If he still didn't fully grasp the importance of what she was telling him or what it meant to her Jourin could only hope it would come in time. At that particular...