Rusted Knight

(Hey guys, I forgot to mention that Virtus is one-handed. Okay, I actually forgot. XD So, IDK if it’s easier to pretend that he has two or to switch, so… erm. 😛 I guess I’ll switch for now, then if it’s too much of a hassle I’ll forget about it. Again. XD)

Virtus’ brown eyes flicked back and forth between Isaac and the lad as they argued.…[Read more]

@joelle-stone

*makes panicked gurgling noise* AAAAHHHHHHHHHH! So infinitely sorry! *throws self at your feet, sobbing* Can thou EVER EVER find it in thine heart to forgive me? And the same with you all? *turns to everyone else, hands clasped together*

*ahem* Okay, so…that was my dramatic reaction for the night.

EVERYONE:

As I more or less…[Read more]

Nithel took a step nearer Alessio, and planted himself there. He wanted to be near his friend. But realizing what that might have looked like, he looked toward Isaac and nodded.

Nithel began readying his mind to treat Isaac like a leader. He didn’t feel anything from the man, he couldn’t read him. Like Gabrel, though their personalities were…[Read more]

“I’m sorry,” the princess replied. A tentative hand found its way onto Riure’s arm. “Do you have any other family? I have a mother and my uncle, but they’re always so busy.” Her voice trailed off, then she seemed to shake herself. “And I have an older brother, Gavril.”

Riure smiled. The brother who was almost as ugly as the beasts they’d fought…[Read more]

“I have some experience in leading squads.” It was the guy with the long coat and weird contraptions who ventured forth. “I prefer to work alone, but I can work with others. My job is rather dangerous for groups.”

“Huh,” Virtus remarked. “My job was designed for groups. Big groups.”

Everyone gave him a weird look. Had that been out of place?…[Read more]

“I have a big nose.”

Riure slapped  hand to her mouth, but a giggle still escaped. At least the princess wasn’t trying to impress her. All the same, Riure couldn’t tell if it was meant as a joke or if it was just the first thing that came to Princess Liorah’s mind.

“I really do,” the princess protested. “Umm, I’m tall enough that lots of boys…[Read more]

“Do…In your world do people usually have…powers or are accepted with their powers?”

Nithel looked toward his friend. The youth spoke as if he knew of magic. As if powersshould be accepted. OR at least he wished they were. 

What did he mean by power– Nithel’s lips tightened against each other.

“Yes,” Brendin set down the book and raised his s…[Read more]

Before Alessio could finish purging the book Brendin snatched it away from him.
“What are you–” He halted staring anxiously at the page Brendin opened. Alessio wasn’t completely sure he’d ripped his own page out yet and he wanted the book back before anyone could read it. Someone called ‘Avatus Coryphaeus’ and he had wings…? Maybe that wasn’t all…[Read more]

Alessio passed the book to Virtus. Nithel stood quietly behind Alessio, waiting.

“I was looking for any maps or clues about this place. The most effectual means of finding a way out would be to accumulate resources and systemize a strategy based off that.”

Nithel blinked once, Such strange words. He had never met someone who spoke that way. Ale…[Read more]

“It’s a record. Dharin and Lytt were here until an hour ago.” The man with the long coat tapped the page, then turned back to Lytt’s entry and handed the book over.

“Just an hour?” Virtus asked, shaking his head. He quickly noted that the man carried many strange apparatuses that looked like they could be used as weapons. (?) Best be caref…[Read more]

Virtus took the book from the lad, noticing the insecurity in his eyes. This one had a past that troubled him. Just like everyone else on the planet, Virtus thought.

“I was looking for any maps or clues about this place. The most effectual means of finding a way out would be to accumulate resources and systemize a strategy based off that.” The l…[Read more]

Alessio was quiet a long time, and Nithel waited, moving his eyes from the youth’s face to the open square.

“Nithel…there’s a lot of different people here,” At Alessio’s words Nithel glanced back to him. Alessio close beside him. “I was just wondering why…What..somewhat warped, train of thought brought you here instead there?” More blushing, i…[Read more]

Alessio stared at Nithel a bit. As if he couldn’t believe the man didn’t know what writing was. Nithel’s brows furrowed moreso. Perhaps Alessio came from a place where the leafed squares were common, and the symbols on them.

Nithel felt a strange feeling wash into his heart, and he rinsed it quickly. I don’t need to know everything, if Alessio…[Read more]

“It’s more logical to stay in the group. There’s a greater safety in numbers,”

Nithel nodded once, and was somewhat glad. He liked people. And he would be relieved, if not for the sweet man.

“The sooner we start moving the more likely we’ll survive. One of the biggest priorities would be to find food and water. It’s also going to be important t…[Read more]

“No, it’s a way of life. And a rather sadistic one at that if you don’t count for eternity.”

Nithel’s steadying chest felt like a blade had cut it. Things had ripped through his chest before, for love, and this hurt worse. Sadistic. Nithel ran his teeth along themselves, looking at the side of Alessio’s face with narrowed eyes. No. Love is self…[Read more]

Ok, I’m back after just about forever!!!!! 😀

@this-is-not-an-alien

That was an awesome explanation and really helped explain why Ehud does things the way he does! You really know your characters personally! 😀

Also, your guess got several things right! 😛 How did you make it? 😀

And I love Ehud’s enthusiasm for…[Read more]

Alessio jumped to his feet, Nithel’s brows quirking in small confusion. He wasn’t going to run.

That didn’t feel normal, but… I just met him.

Nithel stayed low, watching as the new men stood, holding out his hand to the other, as Jaylin had him. Jaylin… Nithel cast his eyes about, where was he? Nothing. Maybe in the rows of shelves.

“My n…[Read more]

Jaylin watched as the boy in the corner and the new man argued. He really didn’t care anymore. He just wanted to go home. Dharin was gone and everyone was being replaced by strangers. He remembered what Dharin had said about fading. It didn’t hurt. He wanted to fade. To go back to Brarlock to his brother and Marrill. He knew where he…[Read more]