Recent content by Sol Minerva

His final request was delivered with such nonchalance that it was hard to believe he had not been looking for the most convenient opportunity to suggest he partake of certain services. While Sol should have predicted that, she had not, and she was taken by greater surprise when he asked to stay...

Sol was tempted to roll her eyes at the man who had introduced himself as Kaelen. She had meant the identity of the person who had suggested her to him, but she cared not to elaborate. It was of no real importance. “I have none that cannot wait for tomorrow,” she said and yawned languidly...

Sol watched the man sniff the wine handed to him and her brows twitched upward just a fraction. It was now safe for her to assume that the man had likely been born in nobility or had been significantly exposed to it as the lower classes generally cared not what the quality was, as long as it...

As the conversation progressed, the amount of gold that Sal offered the courtesan continued to rise; with each proposition presented, another coin was placed before her. Whether it was a learned behavior from her profession or simply her love of luxury, his display of generosity with his coin...

Sol watched him as he immediately went about collecting the ingredients he already had in his possession that were listed. He informed her that only one was not within the shop and she smiled, pleased. She had expected more trouble locating what she needed. “Excellent,” she replied. “And I...

Sol approached the cabinet where her wine and alchemy ingredients were located and took out the opened bottle to refill her cup. Setting it aside, she grabbed another cup from one of the cabinet’s shelves and filled it halfway with red wine. After she put the bottle away, she picked up the cups...

Sol had no use acting interested in a man who had not come for pleasure and in any case she was far from in need of whatever he offered, unless he was much richer than he looked. She was a highly sought-after courtesan, one of the most commonly known ladies in the upper classes of Alliria, and...

There was a short pause in which the owner of the shop seemed to be lost in thought. Sol raised a brow but did not interrupt him. “I brought it,” she said as she pulled another piece of parchment from the pocket of her cloak. This one was larger than the last and stained by unknown substances...

May I join you all?

The humble elf relaxed considerably when he spoke of his work. This indicated passion and comfort in his skill which, in turn, hopefully meant that he was an alchemist of quality. "I require a remedy for an illness within the chest. My client's life is in danger and time is short, however...

The exhaustion that Sol had accumulated over the course of the day was beginning to catch up to her. With her elbow against the velvet arm of her sofa, she propped her head against it and allowed her eyes to rest. Just as she was beginning to dose off, the chambermaid from earlier woke her by...

At the beginning of Sal's tale, Sol wondered if the subject of his story was himself. He had taken on a demeanor that was unlike the one he possessed before and while the change was slight, it put Sol on edge. The atmosphere had become eerie in its own right. Sitting back properly in her chair...

The young man whom she had addressed was nervous by nature, she could tell. “I’m in search of a new contact for supplies. Mine has moved from the city and I’m afraid most merchants have few options. I see that you are not one,” she said as she gestured to the cluttered shelves around her...

Sol made it a point not to look down at his hand. She could feel it, the texture and form, and that was enough. If she reacted, she would appear to be rude. It was not as though it repelled her so much as it had taken her by surprise. She grasped it firmly for the brief moment in which they met...

Sol smiled. She enjoyed his attitude... so far. It was possible she might find more than a chore in her time with the man. She would undoubtedly enjoy the gold later. “How polite,” she said, this time out loud and with a much different tone. “I suppose it is.” She stood slowly and stepped...