As Isak explained the situation, it seemed like there was little option but for them to join forces. He tossed Cutter a coin purse and Cutter caught it deftly. When his pupils turned a ruddy hue she was surprised but didn't react much to it. Telekenetics were rare but not unheard of in...
Quellyn mulled through his words in her mind and took her time in answering. A bad business deal, huh? she thought to herself. She didn't like the smirk on Isak's face and there was a sinking sensation at the pit of her stomach. At Cutter's words she felt a rush of goodwill for him.
"Alright...
Their time in Alliria, as grand and gorgeous as it is, had been eventful and not in a good way. So Quellyn was predictably tense when a figure approached them and resolved into a dwarven form. He was smudged with dirt--from a recent brawl or escape?--and seemed to be alone. Yes. There didn't...
Even in the midst of the fray, Quellyn didn't miss the look of casual glee on the young man's face as he burned the mercenary to a crisp. His scream echoed in her mind and she didn't want to admit her reluctant relief when the sound finally ceased. The corpse's charred remains fell to the...
Regular! I'm a female, heheh.
YESSSS I get so psyched for him! He's terrifying but I love him so much. How do you like how they portrayed him in the Netflix show?
The elven maiden smiled in relief. She had half expected for him to reject her offer outright, being strangers and all. Nevertheless, it seemed like they could be of mutual benefit to one another. Both were learning about the world. One had short range capabilities and the other excelled in long...
Quellyn tilted her head slightly. Her partner in conversation was becoming more and more interesting. She decided to probe a bit. "How will you know when you've found that person? Are you looking for anyone in particular? Or someone with a particular skill set?"
She smiled at his answer to the...
Quellyn didn't mind his stare, merely wondering whether he had seen an elf before. As he answered her question after a short pause, she thought that there was something odd about him but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. After hearing his answer, her curiosity was stirred up even more...
A wide smile bled over Kieran's face. "Then please join us, we have more than enough room." There was a moment as Cutter looked for a place. Quellyn decided to sate her curiosity and waved with a friendly grin on her face. Once he came over her owl-hawk Farrou landed almost protectively on her...
Soon enough, the caravan came to the lone traveler and the leader, a rusty-bearded man with a keen discerning eye raised his hand. They slowed and halted. "How goes it, good traveler?" he greeted him.
Quellyn's wagon jostled to a stop and she ceased her melodic strains to get a glimpse at what...
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