Khy'eras

Artemis was ‘relaxing’ entirely under orders from Dáire and insistence from Ksenia. He felt restless as he lounged at what had become known as the ‘Captain’s Table’. The heavy wooden furniture had been carved and detailed by nearly all of the crew, covering it in all sorts of symbols and signs for h...

Artemis wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to say to Ksenia’s question. The ride back in the sun had mixed with the salve and the exhaustion of the days to lull him into a daze. He heard all the clatter and noise, even saw the droves of people, but all he could manage to think was that he wanted...

"I love you, and now I have to get you to cum. It's not fair otherwise!" He sounded suddenly very passionate and moved a hand down to squeeze Dáire's length. Dáire grunted, his eyes falling closed as the sensations emitted from that one squeeze vibrated through him in a wave. "You're...

"I- not to- Cecilia’s tits," Artemis stuttered, trying to get his thoughts back into some semblance of order. "I think I love you," he finally managed, curling his fingers into Dáire’s back with all the strength he could muster. Dáire smirked, teasing the underside of the crown ...

Artemis crawled into bed, stopping only briefly to raise his hips and glance back at Dáire before flopping down and holding out his arms. "Come keep me warm and I will answer all your desires," he said with an exaggerated wink. The effect was somewhat ruined by a massive yawn that shook th...

Artemis could feel events starting to slip away from him as he suddenly lost track of what Hannah was saying before she even finished speaking. 'Something about patrols,' his brain offered unhelpfully as he tried to continue listening to her. Moments later, she finished on what was clearly a questio...

Artemis had been talking to the stablehand with large animated gestures about Sir Francis for several minutes now. It was an odd and interesting topic and the thief felt he needed to keep himself busy while he waited. He had avoided thinking about exactly why he felt the need to keep busy, but the s...

“Black’s at East Hall, yes that’s the name, though it is not fully incorporated quite yet, waiting on the final inspections, bureaucracy and all,” Artemis replied, waving his hand as if clearing an unpleasant smell. “And you’re welcome to bring along any people and equipment you might need. I belie...

He watched his companions interact with the doctor as his reality settled into a sort of understanding. ‘I’m in danger, all the time, but now there are people that actually care,’ he thought, and chuckled to himself softly. Then there was movement at the door and Artemis saw the beginnings of tremor...

Fear appeared plainly on Artemis’ face at the mention of organs shutting down. It was one thing for Robert to threaten such, and he’d always been careful to follow the Ritualist’s advice, but this doctor had no cause to badger him and he almost glossed over Artemis’ clear brush with death as if givi...