Recent content by Ánië Táralóm

There was a brief hesitation in her. She betrayed very little, perhaps the subtle shake of her head, the flaring of her nostrils, the up curl of her brows. Then a quick downcast glance before she turned away, looking into the temple, hiding the subtle warmth in her cheek. "I understand of...

As they came near, they ascended a long set of lazy steps up toward a tall and wide archway. There, large, ornate wooden doors were opened wide, and from within there were a number of elves that came and went. As they came near the tall, open archway of the temple, those that had traveled there...

The Aerai were a people who did see grey. Erin's words regarding her fallen kin stung her, but she could not deny that there was some truth in what he said, perhaps. Something she had noted among the Aica was that they were very rarely if ever any of the more powerful of her kind, always on the...

She looked him over a final time, and she removed the worry from her features with a wry grin. Like any warrior, he of course would make light of his injuries. She nodded, and thought to herself that whatever powers it was that had kept the dark magic of their enemy at bay would likely have the...

"No, they were not," she said, distracted in studying him with her own careful assessment, then replied, "nothing worthy of mention, you however," she gestured to his arm, concern shown in her eyes. She stepped closer then, even reached to place her hand against his damaged limb. She was no...

The Aica were sorely unprepared to find themselves set against the likes of one such as Erin. Ánië, too, had realized some while into the fight, that if it weren't for his being there she'd have been overpowered. The now dark, and twisted powers that her fallen kin relied on were of little use...

Ánië fell silent in the midst of Silvar's words. She was well learned in the ways of the mind, and the Shoraes' many gifts, but she'd be remiss to say she was as attuned as Silvar was. Thoughts leave marks on places... But what Silvar had to say about his experience shook her to her very...

In those subtle, subconscious waves that intertwined between them more and more as they interacted, those quieter thoughts did brush against her mind... many have come, many are fighting... and it was far too soon to know what costs they were incurring, but there had been those who had fallen...

Ánië remained preoccupied for only a few moments. As Erin felled several enemies at her back, the arrows ceased to come their way, their usefulness having been clearly spent. As they relented, so to did she, and the arrows that hung about them dropped harmlessly to the ground. She knelt down...

And partly, which he likely surmised, her being there was for just such a purpose as to deflect the bombardment of questions he was so quickly subjected to. But not wholly was she here for just a reprieve. "Councilor," she responded in kind, her greeting too of a more casual display, "that is...

A brief look of shock found her features, Erin's laugh at first coming off somewhat disconcerting. But his comment immediately following brought light to his reaction. We are always surrounded... As Erin started forward, from her place behind cover Ánië managed a decent survey of the situation...