If there is anything I have learned so far, it is that no one is without flaw. What…surprises me, maybe, is that I am aware, and have mentioned before, that Brembal himself is most certainly one of those people. I love him, but at every step of our relationship I see more of the whole. […]
Hands to skin. Whispers. Sighs. Soft sounds. Passion. Touching, lips. Intertwined. Touching, a smile, another whisper. Warmth, a hint of greater heat, brushing of hand to skin again. Whispers. Surprise. She smiles at him, from above. A blush of innocence where there is little innocence to be had in the moment. “Will you heed me?” […]
I need to be strong. Brembal is many things, deceptive, complex, honest. Cruel. Angry. But loving, in his way, and as he always says, passionate. He is a tempest of a man and I am a very young woman caught up in his storm. His words of accusation have struck me. He is right, in […]
I am not sure what to make of Brembal sometimes. I love him, I do. I see the good in him that others do not, and it did distress me to see how uneasy my friends were when they were forced to land on Tattooine due to the captain’s injuries. *I* know he would never […]
“Listen, Lord so and so, I don’t much care for what was promised, what I DO care about is my money.” Boots kicked up on the edge of the holoterminal, and a chair leaned back. “You red skinned devil woman….” “Oh, please, go on. DO go on.” A cigar was jammed in the corner of […]
What joy I have. Brembal has spoken so deeply and fervently of passion, of how it moves the Force…and I have spoken to him, more then once, of how it is not the one and only motivator. But oh, I have felt it! There were waves. Waves upon waves, as we lay together for the […]
Bedisa awoke slowly from her slumber, frowning as she did so. How strange, she thought. There was a dark thread, half a vision, half a feeling, that troubled her rest, enough so her eyes finally flicked open a few moments later. How strange. She rubbed her eyes and looked blearily out her window. Things had, […]
Bedisa looked out from her apartment window over the cityscape of Coruscant. Her calm was absolute. It must be. It must remain so. But it had been so hard to do lately. Be the good girl. A model Jedi. A graduated knight, even at her age. Commendations during her schooling, high marks usually. Her early […]
Wallaroo lay on the bed, curled up in sleep. Stirring, slightly, as dawn approached, and the soft, cool air of Westgarde blew in. Her dreams had been odd. Half remembered, voiceless, and all but sightless, vague images that drifted across her vision as she drifted through sleep. They were not the sharp, cruel images of […]
I must begin making my plans. I suppose that when I started all this, when I first left Tython, when I decided to come to Coruscant to begin my training and research, that I didn’t imagine my path would lie in this direction. No, I *know* I had no thoughts of what has happened so […]
Wallaroo fell into the bed in the Templar’s Stormwind quarters, tired to a point she hadn’t been for…months. Healing wasn’t her forte, but she knew the basics, she knew how to keep people alive. She’d had to keep Kanta alive. And, she thought, she’d just managed to do that, thank the spirits. The realization slowly […]
The letter is left lying in the Nar Shadaa flat, on a simple generic datapad, although a small paper card is left beside it signed “Bedisa” in a neat, flowing hand. Dear sir, I suppose I shall be clear from the beginning, as I have tried to be in our interactions together so far. I […]
How I wish I could bring this before the masters… my head is spinning, and for once I am unsure on how to proceed. My whole life, nearly my whole life, I have been taught that passion, attraction, are things to be moderated and controlled, and that they have no place in the proper procedures […]
What is the nature of the Force? Of all things, I did not imagine that a Sith would be the one to spur on my studies after leaving Tython. That I was going to was a certainty, of course, but with the galaxy ahead of me I was planning on taking some time to enjoy […]
She took a deep breath and tried to focus. *Again*. Bedisa gave a sigh of frustration and stared, for a moment, moodily out the window over the bustling cityscape. She hadn’t returned to Halonan’s apartment, preferring now the quiet coziness of her own modest flat. Small, yes, but as a knight now she had enough […]
Issy bit her lip, fussing and worrying. This was…new, new and unpleasant. She didn’t *like* being uncertain. Himself seemed to be in a bad way, had been ever since the news about the girl him and Konse had known, and gods knew the battle hadn’t helped…she thought. And of course he had to go get […]
Fire and blood. Isoldei paid the mage his fee and was off to Northrend before the magic had finished cooling her heels. She grabbed the extra lined cloak out of habit rather then need; her face was burning and she needed somehow and something to burn off the heat. She glanced up at the towers […]
Isolde shifted uneasily, hunched on a branch on a tree somewhere in the woods to the south and east of Wintergarde. Where he’d… She shook off the thought. Focus. It was a tad warmer here, but with the rain dripping past her muzzle, the rustle of the leaves as water and wind tossed them, the […]
Wolves. Her blood burned, and the shades fled. Wolves. Fear and blood. Issy tossed and turned in her bed as the memories and the nightmares assaulted her again, as they had so long ago now. Or not that long, by other’s measure, for she was still young. Wolves. Shivering during one bad night when she’d […]
Issy snatches up the note the moment she sees it lying in her quarters. Scowling, she very slowly, over the course of an hour, tries to read it. She misses a lot. Her hands shake a bit, in pretended outrage, embarrassment, and frustration. She has to read over a couple paragraphs, again and again, still […]
Somehow, she had known There’d been movement about the keep earlier, but there always was, and far off on her cliff side perch she hadn’t been able to make out the figures wandering back down and behind her to the patch of sand. She’d even looked away, following her usual route, and then… a twitch, […]
Lost. A whirlwind of pain and loss. Clouds. Water. Wave and foam. Skies. Hints of… lost. Losing. She shook her head, striking her temples with clenched fists. They wouldn’t be quiet, they wouldn’t they wouldn’t couldn’t… Hand on her back. Shook off. Nothing familiar. Crashing again. Waves. Sky overhead. She couldn’t feel. No centre. Thoughts […]
Snow lashed about her shoulders, tossed and whipped by a wickedly blowing wind. Another day, another night and moon rising as the eerie “night ghosts” of Northrend began their dance across the sky. The other lads of the convict camp called them that, and it seemed apt. Beautiful but so unnatural. Isolde could feel the […]
The following journal entry is longer, but so badly misspelled and blotted with windblown dust, that a transcript follows: That gawl! That barstid! Sittin’ ‘ere, freezin’ me arse off, waitin’…waitin’ on ‘im. Searchin’. Ain’t fair, it is, that he spouts off about me bein’ a soldier and all and then I’m forced to act like […]
She huffed, burying her chin within the thick layer of fur around her face and throat. Even in worgen form, the cold was bitterly deep, and the extra layers were needed. After spending all that time in the scraps of leftovers Stormwind had left her, the solid clothing of the Templars was a blessing. Another […]