Sylvain Alistair

@sylvain-alistair,

No problem! Thx for telling us. 😀

@this-is-not-an-alien,

My original plan was for him to pop up and walk around with @sylvain-alistair‘s character, but IDK if he/she is still with us… :/ I guess I’ll give it another couple of days. 😀

Alessio touched Nithel’s arm and stared up at Nithel, face concerned, confused.

Nithel pressed his lips together, meeting his friend’s gaze. Nithel’s eyes are pained more than anything else, and disapointed. He just… Nithel looks down, biting his lips, and chest aching for the man. Was he dead? Had he… Nithel cleared his throat and glanced up…[Read more]

“That would be the best course of action,”

Alessio’s words of confirmation stun Nithel, and he’s shocked his words were considered.

“By your postulation, sir,” Alessio continued, “‘your uncle’ could banter from our logic to his as infinitely as pi and would do much better to either choose the box blindfolded or make both of them traps.”…[Read more]

Alrighty, here’s my next character!!

Name: Malvat

Appearance in dragon-form:

(BTW, I’m tailoring these to fit from a section I wrote in my book, so sorry if they’re choppy)

A massive black, dragon with silver eyes. Very long tail. Wings sprout from the beast’s shoulders, made of leathery black hide flecked with silver. The neck is long and l…[Read more]

“We need to eat the ‘sweets’ in neither box.” Nithel speaks firmly, close to the back of the group. His eyes are steady, and his heart pounds with embarrassment that he’d actually opened his mouth.

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“To love,” Alessio answered without thinking “it’s the only thing any god would have to gain by giving humans free-will…”

So you know that to be true. But, how do you live? What is your personal purpose in surviving? And the way you survive, are you loving others in doing so?

But Alessio was moving on. He didn’t like questions being posed to hi…[Read more]

Alessio seemed lost in thought, a bit of pain, fear… but also a small steady confidence… like a great question was just answered, but it dislodged a million more.

Alessio’s head lowered a moment, then his eyes came up timidly to meet Nithel’s. “When does doing what it takes to survive become a sin?”

Nithel’s head straightened a moment, Deep q…[Read more]

“What was that?” Alessio asked, face stunned completely.

What was he talking about? The words I spoke? But the youth was already barreling on.

“Where did you learn about the old religion? What can you tell me about it?” Alessio shook his head, trying to clear his mind. “I thought no one kept the old legends anymore, but no one else believes…[Read more]

Happy Valentine’s Day all!

@rusted-knight @this-is-not-an-alien @joelle-stone @anne_the_noob14 @skylarynn @sylvain-alistair

At Alessio’s small shrug, Nithel relaxed inside. Though, he could feel the secret hurting their possible trust. Alessio deserved a reason for why.

“I don’t use my father’s name either,” Alessio said, as if trying to offer something of his own in exchange for what Nithel had.

Nithel smiled wistfully inside, amused, but also thankful. He was a g…[Read more]

“I’ll fight it, sir,” Alessio spoke quietly.

Nithel looked toward him, the man’s eyes were warm, still kind. Whether Alessio was some strange race that could use fire, or a warlock… He was his friend. The first couldn’t be helped, and the latter was wrong. But a wrong could be righted. Confusion fought in the gates of Nithel’s eyes, but he wo…[Read more]

“Denied.” Isaac already had an answer. “Reason one, I have ranged weapons, explosives and knives, and I know how to use them well. Reason two, you lack any knowledge of the man’s position. This castle changes. Rooms that used to be joined won’t be when you return. Which leads to reason three. If you leave, there is a better chance of you not retur…[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]

“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 nobody’s business,” he said staring at each one of them individually. “Whoever you are we’re all stuck together now and if we start prying into the other’s secrets we’ll tear each other apart. Then we’ll all die, understand?”

Brendin snatched the book from the boy, flipping quickly back to the page with his name across it.  He thought he’…[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]