Those two going to the woods are mother and daughter. The mother goes singing, while the daughter sighs. “Why dost thou sigh so, my fair daughter?” “I have much ire in me, I sense my demise. I am woman by day, and by night a white doe, The hunt is after me, dark brings only […]
“Home sweet home, eh, son?” Fiel was finally putting his things down next to his bed, ready and eager to wash the stench of Orr off him. “To me, maybe. This is not your home,” he scoffed. Farrin’s features twisted in mock grief. “My only son… so eager to toss me out in the jungle, […]
She was meditating, alone between the crates and barrels in the cargo hold of the ship. Anything to distract her from the sound the water was making as it brushed the hull. It was right there, just behind a few inches of wood and metal, calling to her and her painfully dry skin. She endured. […]
“Do you hear that?” Farrin settled against the boulder he was about to climb. A few feet above him, Fiel had paused, finger in the air, his ear turned to the wind. The skaald was sweating. His legs were hurting, the pack he was carrying was straining his back, and could still smell the horrible […]
Air. No matter the cool dampness in the wind of the shore, it still felt uncomfortably warm and dry upon her skin. It was sucking the moisture out of her like a greedy vampiric void. Still, she endured. She would have endured the sun of Elona itself of it meant she would fight a decent […]
“So… this is what you do with your free time?” Farrin was standing at a respectful distance behind his son, watching. Out of cautious deference for an act he did not fully comprehend, as well as out of prim fear of being tainted by the humors that occasionally splattered over his son’s workstation. Workstation. What […]
Fiel told him not to touch the plants. Those giant maguuma lilies and poisoned orchids, so majestic, each pastel petal and frilly leaf exuding the savage and untamed majesty of the jungle. However, he didn’t say anything about the berries. With Mer in tow, Farrin had explored the area around the reclusive pool, and found […]
“Father?!” Right before partaking in the rather rattling paranormal experience in Ebonhawke’s graveyard with the guild, Fiel had been informed that Farrin, his father, had popped up in the Gilded Hollow, unexpectedly, and was now wandering among its golden spires, taking in the sights. After a quick search at the communal areas upon his return, […]