Jared spoke strangely. It was as if he was much older than he seemed. He seemed prepared to leave her alone and move away some distance. She wasn't sure how to feel. As much as she had confidence in close quarters, it would be difficult to preempt an invisible moving target that had some distance t...

She would grow increasingly worried about the young one. It was beyond keeping a stone face, and her emotions were openly showing. It was hard not to feel some degree of pity over the broken mind. He seemed cordial enough, but his instability couldn't be understated. Whatever she felt about the boy...

Her eyebrows would slowly come up in confusion at the quickly pouring words. She had met similar people before, but they had all been old, broken or dying. It seemed quite strange for a young human to be so pressed with the world. That was the true blessing of humanity – you got to die young, befor...

When he was revealed to control invisibility at will – this was terrifying. When she recognized the usage of Nightfall, this added to the mystery – but she hadn't felt outmatched yet. The sand started shifting below her feet as the light added to it. Someone with two, possibly even three marks woul...

She would visibly twitch as the figure came into view. It was difficult to judge what exactly it was. It reminded her of a human, but its features were slightly off. Mages she had met in the past often showed some signs of mutation, which would separate them from a more regular appearance. This obs...

Seeping in like sand between his paws, he could feel the scent washing over. It was getting thicker than before, the hider approaching. Instinctively pulling back towards the makeshift pack, he would snap the readied vine – fear betraying him. The yelp of pain reminded him of his own cries of submi...

Never having felt a true summon before, the Runt felt unease at the caller slumbering. There was fear that with her eyes shutting, so would the stream of sustenance. He could feel his assigned role – small, weak, and cheap. He would serve. He would eat. He would grow. He would make them call him by...

Leeward and tucked between the small outcroppings, she'd do her best to further ensnare herself in blankets. Nights were cold here, and it had been many visits since last she had been unprepared. The boiling days often provided false translations into freezing shadows – skittering away from the sun...

The 3rd of Frost, 4623 https://youtu.be/jZ8yl0uCupQ Humming equalled safety on the sandy road. So she did. Personal quiet was useless, as the landscape ate all, and what it couldn't, the nomads claimed. It was better to be ready than silent. Every inch of time accompanied in melody, ready to be bou...

She watched the gnome work without interrupting. Focus was important for an artisan. The dismantling process was much like watching doctors work on those you cared for. Each movement was necessary but brought forward unnecessary restlessness. When the gnome voiced the name of the device’s creator, ...