Recent content by Iren Brightmane

He waved his hand. "Why do you think I gave you that advice, my dear?" Iren said dryly. "I would not be coming after you with relish and pleasure. I simply do... what I must to survive." It was fairness in a way. He knew that one day he might be pitted against his companions. The best he could...

Iskra "I suspect they do not trust me enough yet to employ me in such fashion." He said simply after watching that exchange pass between the two. It was a long time ago that he had first learned Kaliti and even then he had been rusty at it. Now he barely could follow the exchange besides the...

Iskra It was clear that every fiber of Iskra's being wanted it to be true. Iren sighed and shrugged softly. "How far do you think his ship will make it with you onboard it?" He absently gestured to the very persistent captain behind them some distance away. "What is going to happen to him...

Elide He considered slapping her in the face until she woke up again. But that was the human inside of him talking. Iren didn't often let him out of his cage and he would certainly not start doing so now. Instead his mind pressed into Elide's, but not for the purpose of extracting any...

Confident Iren. Polite Iren. Charming Iren. Oh, his name was already spreading, because the ancient creature was making himself comfortable. Whereas Iskra was keeping her head down Iren was making noise. He wanted to be part of the Wardens... or perhaps he wanted to push them off of the ledge...

He didn't interfere in the original exchange, because it was frankly none of his business. This wasn't a smart move at all and Iren was suspicious of the entire situation. Then the lad tried to press forward by offering gold in turn for her assistance. Iren had followed her close-by but hadn't...

It was too much. He recognized it instantly. It was like taking a sip from a glass of water, except the glass turned into the ocean and the ocean's current drew you into its depth. Iren didn't know where pleasure ended and agony began, but every part of his body was simultaneously screaming and...

Izoldë He blinked as she showed him the defenses of the tree. "Why the fuck does a tree need knights in armor with swords?" And then Iren sighed because obviously the leopard wouldn't know this. "It's fine... at least I have fed otherwise it would have been a problem." Knights in armor were...

Elide He breathed her in as he grabbed her by the back of her head. His fingers curled into her hair to tighten the grip he held on her. "Who would I be..." Iren murmured sweetly as he breathed out once more. Again making her experience just how hot his being was currently. All fueled up by...

A soft laugh that sounded like music to an ear tuned to the bliss offered by a vampire's bite. "One such as I doesn't grovel, my dear. Usually... I am the one being begged." Iren murmured casually as they wandered through the streets in search for a bar that was good enough for them. Presumably...

His head tilted there in moderate surprise. This was unexpected. Unexpected but not unwelcome. "Mm, darling..." And he leaned in there, allowing his lips to run along the vein under her skin. Already Iren could feel the pulse beat into him. Without taking a single bite he could practically...

"We should deliver at least one of them to the Wardens." Iren said simply with no care for their eventual fate. He recognized it would presumably begin with them being strapped into one of the nasty devices in the dungeons and end with their broken bodies discarded in a corpse pile outside the...

It was helpful to have an apothecary on hand. Iren assume as much anyway. His vampiric self meant that he didn't really have to worry about those kind of things. But there were vague memories of ailments and aches that could only be soothed by the correct application of this or that herb...

Elide It wasn't like dirt on his shoes. It was like sheep to the slaughter. In truth it was how Iren viewed the world in general. There was food and there was non-food. Food was any living being that was weak. Non-food... it included his companions to a certain extent. You wouldn't eat your...

Manage or not Iren was there regardless. His arm going around her waist. It was a rather possessive move, the way it clung around her hips, but it could be chalked up towards concern after failing her just a moment ago. However... there was just something about the way he glanced at her every...