((Brief reference to current affairs.)) “I’m extremely annoyed by merely existing right now.” Tove flopped in the chair across from Ambrosine’s desk. The other woman kept carefully sorting her paperwork. (Was that a guardian thing? Like, what.) “Why is that?” Tove gestured to take in the whole expanse of…everything. “I’m still angsty over being single, […]
((Very mild??? current LS spoilers)) “What is it you’re even taking, Rikvi?” Tove crouched next to her cousin, head cocked. Surely there was some reason the Necromancer was sitting on the floor in a remote corner of the Forge? She could often be seen staring off into space, but this was…a strange sort of staring […]
((Living Story spoilers.)) “Well, this looks bad.” Tove surveyed her assortment of scouts and strays and shook her head. A brandstorm had driven herself, another couple of scouts, and a few Priory researchers halfway up a mountainside, and now they milled together absently. Command settled across her shoulders like a coat forgotten in the back […]
Two objects would find their way to the Captain’s corner of the guildhall. The first was carefully wrapped in deerskin, which when pulled back revealed a simply bound book. (Simple, and yet it was the hide of a shark, and therefore fascinating in its own right). This would be Ambrosine’s original intended gift, stolen by […]
Tove emerged from a secluded little grotto, muttering curses under her breath. “Communicating with spirits is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Rikvi was quiet for a full minute before she answered. “Communicating with me is obnoxious. How do you put up with it?” Tove put her hands on her hips. “I’m used […]
Tove managed, somehow, to sprawl in the chair across from Ambrosine’s desk. “I just hate leaving you right now.” Ambrosine snorted softly. “I’m fine, just off field duty. Unless someone comes crawling in on death’s door–again–I can handle anything here. Jin’s on hand and if I need anything major, I’ll call in Mina. Riathan is […]
Imke gathered them in the guild hall–as many as she knew ran with the Vanguard, and those she thought might be useful. Ambrosine, haggard after a lengthy Priory mission and no sleep upon her return. Her wife Jess, standing beside her with a mug of coffee. Rikvi, who was staring off into space…only actually she […]
“I don’t think I can train you, Tove.” Tove flashed Ambrosine an over-dramatic pouty face. “Why not? I know Mina is a student of yours.” “After a fashion. But there’s still key differences between my magic and hers. Most of what I teach her is healing of the more mundane sort, so that we don’t […]
Ambrosine made the climb/hike to Tove’s little corner of the guild hall and…stopped. Until now, it had been just that: a corner. A bookshelf, a fire, a pillow, a desk. A place to be comfortable away from home and nothing more. Now she pursed her lips and had a troubling thought: Tove had moved in. […]
He’s Not Lost We Just Don’t Know That One Of Us Knows Where He IsAnd Then When We Do Know That, We Don’t Know Where She IsSo Basically Everything Tove Learns is UselessBut He’s Probably Not Dead!Maybe. Tove meant to peek into Rikvi’s office with care. It wouldn’t do to interrupt a necromantic ritual or Wolf […]
Ambrosine returned to Cap’s side, glad that her audience had, at last, evaporated. She was actually quite irritated at the people who had decided yelling was the proper course of action–for one thing, healing was delicate mental work on her end, and who operated well when there was yelling? No one, that’s who. It may […]
((Click here to open the song in spotify.)) Many evenings, the members of the Dawn could actually find Tove in the tavern. Sometimes she was bantering with the barkeep, or waging her own personal assault on the ale stores. Other times she would weave tales–teaching stories of the Spirits, or some retelling of bravado. It […]
Awakened corpses lay scattered at Rikvi’s feet. The necromancer let the tip of her greatsword rest against the ground as she tried to catch her breath. “That’s what, twenty today?” Tove jumped down from the rock ledge she’d chosen as her murder-perch. No small number of bodies on the ground were feathered by her arrows. […]
“These grand adventures are glorious, but a bit complicated as a ranger, let me tell you.” Tove stood casually on the edge of the casino’s roof. Behind her, the reef drake Lashtail happily stomped around the fountains. “It’s not very nice to drag your animal friends so far out of their comfort zones.” “I understand,” […]