Recent content by Rhory Grimmere

Rhory turned to Everett at his question, leaving Owain and Arn to deal with the sudden appearance of the supposed brother. She shrugged, looking down at the tuft of fur nearby. Certain it was what she thought it was. "I'm... not good with bad smells." She half lied. She was not good seeing so...

There had been a slight shift in her as Everett went above and beyond and approach the ladies to ask them. Her eyes never left him, watching him give them that sheepish smile. Rhory sat up straighter. One of the women laughed and smiled, seemingly teasing the guard, but she did not frown until...

The traps didn't set off in the night, except for the trap she fashioned in hopes of catching fish. Rhory had awoken moments before hand and went to inspect the traps around their camp perimeter, lastly going to the river to pull in the trap she had made. Three decent sized trout. She...

Rhory didn't think she could stomach much after the haunting imagery of her knife piercing the Dreadlord over and over. When the world didn't feel as if it were tilting and rolling, she lifted her head and gave Arn and Owain a weak smile. "I cannot wait to have the hottest bath and wash all this...

"Is it really necessary to have this soft pouch on the end of the lance?" Rhory asked as she came up from behind Arn, frowning at the adjustment in balance to her favoured weapon. Safety precautions, of course, but she had grown up with several brothers that toughened her up to not be aware...

A few guardsmen approached Rhory, stopping her in her tracks and taking away her knife before looking her over for wounds. She was covered in a lot of blood, more than she had been leaving the scene of the goblin ambush. "Is this your blood?" One asked her. "Where is the fugitive?" Another...

She certainly did not want to risk not cleaning the wounds, and accepted the help Owain gave her in the things she needed to do just that. As she sat down, beginning to clean her cuts and bites, she listened to the thinking out loud Owain was doing. That and her task at cleaning her wounds and...

Rhory flinched and promptly hid her bloodied hand. The other boys seemed a little surprised at the sudden appearance of someone yelling at them, and Rhory moved back to stand with them. "We are Guards here at the request of the Mayor. Can we ask you a few questions?" It seemed the better way...

She was free. Her body ached, protested, but the guard got onto her knees, pushing herself to stand. Rhory had gone back for her knife, using it to lodge into the earth to help give her leverage to climb back up. It took many tries, testing her patience and limit, but she would not wish to be...

"I have some!" Only when she was sure they wouldn't need to keep watch for a few minutes, she crossed the camp to her bag, rifling to the bottom where bandages and a kit wefe kept. She tossed the bandages to Felix, remembering he said he had some training... Rhory knew little, perhaps the...

What a bloody day. Already, she had been showered in goblin's blood, caked into her hair and over her face, but this blood was coppery as it spurted across her face. The Dreadlord stared down at her, still alkve for the count, and horror registered in her mind. It would take much more to...

Yes. "Um..." Rhory followed Arn warily, as if something could jump out at them at any time. "I have only seen one..." But her father, her brothers, they had all boasted so much about felling the creatures that she too knew more than she thought she would retain. She crouched to one knee...

"FUCK!" The pain only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough for Rhory to land a measure kick to his knees, sending him buckling before she used all her strength to bowl him over. The secondary trap triggered, causing the Dreadlord to fall into the hole at the roots of the tree. Some animal's...

“Every woman likes a man in uniform.” "You're not wrong." She grinned at Everett. “They might also like women in uniform, too.” "Oh gods, I hope so." Rhory stared at the woman a moment longer, wondering how long she would be sitting there and if it was even worth approaching her to talk...

"And I thought my five brothers would have prepared me for such a stench." She added, trying to lighten the mood after such a gruesome assault to their sense of smell. She had never been anywhere that dealt with animals or unsightly smells, having been privileged to learn to fight under the...