Skylarynn

(Sorry about the delay, I was spending the weekend working/celebrating my birthday)

“It looks ‘safe’,” Alessio said slowly “in the most stridently relative sense of the word.”

Brendin eyed the corridor keenly, noting the needle-points lining the walls and ceiling.  It looked terribly unfriendly to him.

“This place looks as bad as my expectation…[Read more]

@the-inkspiller

It is a fairly great weight (2,400-2,800lbs) but luckily for him the weight is fairly well-distributed away from him so it’s not all on his leg.  As for the deformation and loss of function, would he need a walking aid or might he only have a slight limp?  If this helps any he’s about 17-18 years old.

@the-inkspiller

How would a broken tibia and/or fibula be treated with medieval medicine?  (They were broken from being stuck under a great weight)

@rebekah12

Well…

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Startled, Nadia only barely caught Ada’s arm as the girl tried to flee to the gate. The gypsy cast a glance back at the wyvern. It was rearing, flailing its rugged wings in an attempt to keep its balance. She could see now the lance protruding from its arching neck and the black blood flowing down the haft. Something pan…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

Thank you so much!  Though I must say, scrumptious is a new one.  I usually get told it’s vivid or descriptive.  And since you said something, here’s more!

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It was a dark mottled grey lurking in the shadow of the donjon.  One leathery wing was unfurled in the sunlight.  In size it was perhaps smaller than expected, thou…[Read more]

@mischievous-thwapling

Yes, Nadia is someone who looks out for Ada.

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Casting a wary glance at the fettered sky, Nadia slipped her hand into Ada’s. “We ought hurry,” she half-whispered, then forced a shy smile across her mouth. “Elsewise we would be late.”

Ada again nodded, slower this time. Following Nadia’s lead she stepped down from the…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien @hannahrenner @erynne

Sorry for the absence, my world’s been a bit tumultuous of late and I haven’t had much opportunity to catch up on this story.  Since there’s no sign of the tumult lessening anytime soon, I’m going to gracefully bow my way out of this story (but I’ll try to keep an eye on it).  Hopefully I can return s…[Read more]

( @kimlikesart @this-is-not-an-alien @joelle-stone sorry for the delay, I got really into writing my own story again and forgot about this one)

“How do you control your fire?” Alessio asked finally.

Brendin thought a moment, glancing down at where the black mark was hidden just under his sleeve.  He hadn’t always carried the syne, he knew…[Read more]

<p style=”text-align: left;”>@mischievous-thwapling any and all of the above</p>

@joelle-stone Yes, I did change the plot somewhat.  Forgot to clarify that, sorry.  And I do switch between Nadia and Ada a fair bit, but I make an effort to only pop into Nadia’s head (for reasons you’ll probably only learn at the very end of the story…).  And Ada is mute, so Nadia is always the one who does the talking.

Now for a third in…[Read more]

@rebekah12

Since you asked politely:

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As was her nature Ada first jumped at the call and whipped around, looking every which way. Her blue eyes were wide and startled at the sudden noise. Nadia turned slowly to look up the steep cobbled street that ran winding along the river, her brow creased slightly in confusion. Her lips were still…[Read more]

@kimlikesart

I’d appreciate your input too, Kimmi

@joelle-stone @this-is-not-an-alien

Alright, let’s try this again

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Ada Warin was beautiful in a wild, hunted way, almost as if she were a faerie fawn in the guise of a girl.  Her narrow face was sharp and fearful.  Trepidatious.  It was framed with waist-length knotted brown curls that tangled in the lightest breeze, and shaped by high an…[Read more]

@melancholicwriter

My usual strategy is to take names from whatever real culture I’m using as inspiration and occasionally making up things that fit with those names.  Or to look up the definition of the word I want the name to mean and use either synonyms or a root of the word (usually for place names).  Ost Tarn is the name of an observatory o…[Read more]

Oh is the passenger Karayan?

@this-is-not-an-alien If you must know the passenger is Fyrian, the pyromaniacal nature spirit.

(Sorry it took me so long to post, my family’s elderly dog got sick all of a sudden and was quite a handful to take care of.  We ended up putting him down.  He was 15, we had him for a good 9 years)

“How?” Alessio asked softly, a guarded tint in his eyes.

“Any way I can,” Brendin answered honestly.  “Just tell me what you need.”…[Read more]

For the heck of it I’ll do this for Karayan and Þorunn and then hopefully the castle will actually start again 😛

Character Name: Karayan
Age: He’s not sure; his personal memories and world history have merged at this point.
Occupation: Reclusive bookworm
Family Members and Significant Others: Daughter named Chaaya (bit of a trouble maker,…[Read more]

Why’s it called ‘passenger’ btw, is it because of the clear mental image that evokes?

Kinda?  Not quite sure what you mean tbh.  I say passenger because the particular entity is kinda chilling inside Brendin most of the time (kinda riding around in him while he goes off and does things).  He rarely possesses Brendin unless he’s trying to use a lo…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

Oh, good!  Mildly worried about Alessio if I’m honest…  And yeah, Brendin is really sweet (at least, when he’s himself).  His passenger luckily isn’t a megalomania, just a pyromaniac (not that that’s much better honestly…), so he isn’t consistently inclined to set everyone nearby on fire so long as something else can cau…[Read more]

@this-is-not-an-alien

Brendin isn’t causing Alessio to freak out now, is he?
(also just commenting that for all his previous abuse, torture, and slaughter, Brendin is a remarkably friendly guy at his core.  It’s one of the traits that stays with him even when he’s questioning who he is.  His…passenger…on the other hand could be seen as the o…[Read more]