Recent content by Elise Darkwater

“We will of course make sure your meal is taken care of before seeing to our own needs mistress.” Elise said with a quick bow. “If you and Syn would like to go to your quarters I will serve it there or where ever you prefer.” She said politely. Elise had to remind herself that while these where...

“After the battle I was injured. We were helped by some of the guards here.” Elise said continuing to hold her sister close. “You needed time to recover as well as I. Our master commanded it...” Her voice fell short. “I..I waited everyday at this door when I could..When I felt the shift I dare...

“Syn!” Elise was dumbfounded as the door was slammed open with massive force. The girl blew past her in a panicked flurry of speed and strength. “Syn..” Elise said softer as she slowly approached the dreadweaver. “It’s me Syn..Elise..” She said gently. Slowly placing her hands on Syn’s own and...

Listen to your void forget young ones. There are enough things here that will try and kill you without you doing it for them.” Elise said swatting they elf’s rude gesture as the dark elf began to tend to her nose and Serin tended to her sisters cheek. Elise paused. She felt it. Eleanor felt...

“I’m always ready mistress.” Elise said with a small nod readying to lead her mistress to the barracks. They wound through many halls until they came to an old oaken door. “Here we are...Its..Not the best..” She said after a moment. Before further into the room sounds of a scuffle we’re taking...

“Oh Um of course mistress..” Elise said quickly looking away. A blush playing across her cheeks. She waited until Eleanor addresses her again allowing herself to look the other in the eye. “Nah...Luna knew you’d be right for the job...and I trust her more than anything...and after seeing what...

“Yes mistress. It will not happen again.” Elise said stiffly. “I underestimated your ability to recover. Forgive me for that as well.” She said with a small bow before standing from her arm chair and gathering the things Eleanor discarded and folded them to be washed. In her wardrobe she would...

“Maywynn..” Bastellen said those words with a strange tone.. Something that refused to be identified and while not a negative tone it certainly wasn’t a positive one either. “She is more void than human now...Her brain doesn’t handle that ratio very well. You humans are so fragile...” He...

“It seems your keeping up your end of the bargain so far..” A voice would greet her ears. “I’m quite pleased with how things have turned out..” When she opened her eyes she would still be in the throne room but she would be sitting on Maywynns side on a throne of her usual skulls and finery...

Elise returned to her duties long enough to see Maywynn as she took her leave. “Snake..” She said with a cheerful nod of acknowledgement though as usual under her cheery demeanor one could feel the venom in her words. “Creep.” Elise hissed. As they passed Maywynn bumped her with her shoulder...

Elise began her sprint to her mistress when the dagger was involved but was quickly back to her post by her side as Eleanor returned. “She may be trouble, but I see the same positives I think you do..by the way...I’m trying to sleep tonight..leave acting like that to Maywynn...That was scary..”...

Elise watched the fight with disgust plain in her features however she sidelined her personal opinion of the pit to speak to her mistress. “Pyros...both of them...” Elise commented kneeling at Eleanor’s right side. “Their entire family has history with it. Out of all the prisoners here they...

“While she was a dread weaver she was also void forger at her time of....death..” Elise said. The last word carried a bitter tone to it. “One of my greatest mistakes..and the mistake that tore me from my position as Head dread weaver.” Elise said grimly. “Void forger is chosen from one party...

“As you wish mistress.” Elise said glancing at the elf with a look of distrustful annoyance. Elise didn’t like new comers until they proved their loyalty they were a liability in her opinion. But the child was pure. And she was marked. Had the whispers not told her themselves. “Come on love...

Elise began to relax further as the blanket was thrown around the both of them. “Yes child..” Elise said ruffling Syn’s hair gently before giving her a playful boop on her nose with her unarmored hand. “Like a jeweled tapestry..” She finished pulling her closer. Then Syn’s next question set...