Khy'eras

"Gone where?" Mila's father simply shook his head. "I know not." Her eyes narrowed. Her mother had never been a maternal type - she had left Mila's upbringing and education to others, though she had always been there to teach her to throw a blade effectively - but now she had ju...

Mila near snarled, and put a hand to her dagger. "We could take em." She said, turning her gaze to the ruffians. She looked back to Artemis with a glimmer of something unpleasant in her eye. "You said it yourself, Black. You wanted to see my skills!" In a quick, fluid move, just ...

Mila looked him in the eyes for an uncomfortably long time. She turned her head slightly, her eyes narrowing. The whole room seemed to be holding its breath. Though she would never admit it, she had missed Helo. Most of the scum around her had less brains than a newborn mule, but Helo was inventive,...

"We are fucked." Out of the darkness, a knife whistled through the air, flying so close to the Kelbé guard that the man jumped back in surprise, turning to look in the direction where it had come from, lifting his blade and turning it horizontal. With a delighted laugh, Mila Glade sprung ...

Mila crouched atop the building, eyes on Torren as he made his way through the streets. Across his back was a bag that contained the very precious ledger the Sparrows had managed - against all odds - to get from the White Hart tavern and the prideful Elves that worked from there. It had been interes...