Eiyuu Kishi Den

Ryna cradled Callin in her arms as she hid in the alley with him and Leaf. "We have to get him to a healer," she murmured, stroking his silver hair. "I know," Leaf said and glanced around the alley. There were no Yoroi, but she did see Fenix and Mia. "Psst! Hey guys, come over here!" Deasa slowly p...

Akaria clapped and cheered as she listened to the speeches. Shatterstar was resting in the crook of her arm. She smiled up at Ariakan lovingly while she clapped.

A number were looking around for maids to serve them and Deasa frowned. They would need some help. She looked to the three younger priestesses. "Girls, why don't you do our friends a favor? We could use someone to serve drinks," Deasa suggested to Ialin, Thalia and N'shara. Thalia and Ialin agreed r...

After Ariakan went downstairs, Akaria turned to the dark elves. "You should probably come downstairs as well for this meeting. At least one of you," Akaria said, then left the room, quietly shutting the door behind her. Akaria returned to her room and found her luggage. She searched through it and d...

Akaria's elven ears had nearly stood straight up and her hands tried to cover the bloody tear in the dress when her fiancée came in. As he embraced her, she quickly nodded and held him close. "I'm fine, we're fine. The wound was high and Sister Cyrla healed it," Akaria assured Ariakan.

After the death of one maid, the rest had gone home or decided to leave the city. The innkeeper handed the keys over to Deasa personally and left to pack. Dabagon Inn was theirs. Thalia, N'shara, and Ialin were on their knees scrubbing blood out of the wooden floors. Cyrla was exploring the inn and ...

The priests all nodded. Luc, the priest of Marfa, spoke up. "Indeed, I don't know how that innkeeper will put up with us now. The elf, I do not know her name, she was the one Sister Akaria would not allow us to heal. She was unconscious until this morning. There really isn't much left to do but burn...

Akaria sat at the foot of the bed watching Kiran. She had no idea when or if Moryssa would wake again, so whatever she told Moryssa earlier, wouldn't be repeated to Kiran. "Kiran, Ariakan and I must take a leave from the war. We were planning on going to Blue Dragon Island, we think it would be a sa...

Akaria rubbed the spot where she had been stabbed. She'd never been wounded like that before, but she could only thank Marfa for the power to heal. The elven priestess followed Jinn and Moryssa upstairs. They passed the barmaid who was slain. Priest Luc had covered her with a sheet that was now soak...

The six Marfa priests hurried across the room, then hurried into the cellar, loudly stomping down the stairs in their rush. Luc dashed upstairs to check on the person fallen up there. Deasa took Dantcobs, The priest's tunic was soaked in his blood and it was pooling beneath him. His abdomen was ripp...

Deasa took over after Aiyanna. "Well, the way I heard it, after the wyverns, the Air Mage, Vesper came. He told everyone they had three days to prepare before he came again. They tried to fight him, but it did no good. Then, he opened that hole in the sky." "Then, last night, the creature came. Sevr...

Akaria came downstairs not long after Ariakan had left to find a meeting gathering with the new comers. She didn't know anyone, but she gracefully curtsied to them all, then quietly squeezed through their line to sit with her sisters--and brother--of Marfa. Cyrla passed a knowing smile onto the elve...

Akaria couldn't stop smiling. She hugged Ariakan tight, then scooted onto his lap. "We should probably leave soon, if we want to be safe. They said Vesper gave them three days. Maybe we should go tonight, and take Moryssa and Toan perhaps?"

Cyrla chuckled. "Remember, I'll be willing to help you birth when the time comes. And I'm always here if there's anything you need during the pregnancy," then Cyrla's voice grew dark and concerned. "I do hope that you won't be around for much longer. I don't want you risking your baby's life." Akari...

Cyrla sat down beside Akaria and placed her hand on the elven priestess's stomach. Cyrla closed her eyes and prayed; "Holy Marfa, mother of Creation, lend me your power to see the life your child has created." Cyrla's aged hands glowed with holy light and a smile crept across the priestess's face. A...