Khy'eras

Feeling the summoning of the bird's spirit - he'd heard of summoners in his travels and before them, but had yet to meet one until now - Nahele's eyebrows raise slightly in a motion similar to a child's eyes widening at some new marvel. He smiles again at the obviously deep love between these two as...

Nahele nods towards the wolf-turned-man, seeing only the odd change in the breeze and the faint smell of... a mix of smells of nature.... and baking? Odd. Perhaps that was from the one behind him... Colle, his mate. The corners of his mouth turn a bit, crinkles forming around his eyes - unseen, unde...

Hearing the winds shift near the grove, Nahele recognizes the movement as similar to that of a large wolf. He does not turn, instead keeping his ear towards the wolf, and continuing to enjoy this place for a time while listening to the winds for any sign of danger from the wolf. He considers, for a ...

As the faint breeze blows through the deep forest, moving past and down along the tumbling river Ordinuad - such a strange name for a river; naming a river at all seemed odd, to the old, leathery-skinned man - Nahele hears, for a few fleeting moments, the sad song rumoured of this area. The Lament o...