Khy'eras

Flying tinderboxes. That's all airships truly were to Ruth. All that cloth, dried in the winds. All the wood, coated in water-resistant resin. All the metal, conducting heat so easily. She didn't even want to think of what was in the cargo hold. It kept calling to her, pleading to be set free – to b...

The girl's answer, simple yet bold as it was, caught the warrior woman by surprise. More of that caustic ire bubbled up but thankfully, the stranger wisely and quickly did as she was told. Ruth paused to give her a narrowed, scrutinous look before nodding sternly. She wasn't yet convinced of the gir...

Ruth took the girl's answer about as excitedly as a granite statue, her mismatched eyes steadily boring a hole in the stranger. A displeased huff followed, before the woman looked up, only to see dangling ropes and bits of board still clinging where the young woman had lost her balance. Few could sa...

They weren't there. Perhaps it was foolish to think that they would be, so close to main roads. Rather, what passed for those so deep into the frozen wasteland. Still, Ruth had that spark of hope that her tribe had come through here recently. They didn't. The icy cavern's walls lacked the Sangra mar...

Thank you very much!

Alrightyroo, Ruth here is done and dusted and as promised, I'm letting ya know just to make sure everything is in order. A few additional notes: I've stepped away from the idea of a non-conventional half-breed as it was pushing too many envelopes and pieces just weren't fitting into place to my liki...