Tazlure

You know, I can't help but feel a bit shocked as I read through here. Especially when I read things that boil down to 'shut it down so that we can start something else.' That's like saying to a parent, "You know, we really like what you've raised here. Wonderful child, smart, capable. But becau...

I know that I'm not the best one to be saying this, as I have often attempted to try and help, but RL has always gotten in the way. But, I believe there isn't a need to truly close down Tazlure. There's a way to scale back that makes it more PC-centered, cutting back on the amount of mod work requir...

Gaelena nodded as Niles announced her father was ready and asked if she wanted anything. "Some tea would be lovely," she said, though she should probably spike it with something strong. This wasn't going to be pleasant. "We both know why I was away, Father," Gaelena replied as sh...

Gaelena shook her head. "I have been living in an abbey for several months. I'm used to the bare essentials," she reminded Niles, forgetting that it had been less than a yahren since she had lived in much more opulent surroundings. "But thank you." His next words had the frown re...

Gaelena handed over her pack to Niles as he stated he would ready her room. "By dinner will be fine. I will need to get reoriented with everything and that will give me some time," she replied with a smile, though it didn't fully reach her eyes. She didn't want to get too comfortable. She ...

Gaelena smoothed back the blanket around her mother and sent up a small prayer to her deity, asking for some way to help the woman who had given her life. She paused, before rising from the bed, to brush back a tendril of black hair from her mother's brow and softly laid a kiss there. Finally, she m...

Gaelena had her mother take a sip of the ghastly concoction before laying her back, soothing her brow and telling her story. She motioned for Niles to stay, as there were some things she wanted to ask him before heading down to face her father. "Well, after many moves, I ended up on Dort, at th...

The caress of her mother's hand and the easy way she quieted down worried the red haired healer even more, though Gaelena didn't allow the frown in her eyes to reach her lips. She continued her careful ministrations, using all her training to pick up on the most subtle of clues. There was no fever, ...

Gaelena brushed a few stray hairs out of her mother's face before speaking softly, "Ssshhh, Mother, there's no need to fret. I'm here now and I shall take care of you. My turn." There was a small smile on her lips, a softness in her eyes as she remembered the times her mother had sat by he...

Gaelena was a bit curious as to the goings on between her father and his accountant. In her childhood, she didn't remember there ever being a time when he had acted nervous or lied around the others. Why now? It seemed rather strange, but she couldn't focus on it now as she needed to see to her moth...

As if she wanted to 'catch up' with the man, unless it was to tell her he had changed his ways and let all those poor women go. Gaelena didn't voice these thought, instead nodding to Davide and then her father. "Of course. I shall be down in about a mark," she said, giving the vague time f...

The flash of urgency and the quickly spoken words had Gaelena's suspicions rising, but she said nothing, merely smiling and bobbing her head at Davide. "A pleasure to meet you," she said, ever the proper daughter. While warmth had never infused their household, proper manners had. The cold...

Gaelena wanted to pump Niles for more information about her mother's illness. What symptoms occurred before its onset, if there was a fever, shakes , pains and such, what was given to help heal her, and such. But she didn't, instead opting to find out directly from her mother. The patient was the on...

That her mother wasn't able to take care of the household worried Gaelena, as Renata had always been very particular about everything. Turning over the running of the household must mean that she was terribly ill, the baroness healer decided. She tried to decide if the cool air in the house was help...

Gaelena took note of the changes in the Citadel that had occurred during her time away. Imperial Guards in the Patrician Circle, visible. Her brows knit as she wondered at the implication. Were the streets that unsafe? And if so, how many were injured in whatever danger lay out here? Those questions...

As Amber headed down the opposite hall, the sounds of sex for sale would soon meet her ears. There were moans and gasps and grunts and laughter. Squeeking matresses and creaking headboards. One room she passed, she heard a feminine voice say, "Oh, love, now that's down right disgusting. That'll...

Gaelena didn't hand over the letter, the folds well worn, as if she had taken it out and read it over and over again. Instead she shook her head. "No, no mind altering drugs or magical items," she answered, her smile still present on her lips, honesty shining from her eyes. Oh, she had her...

Amber never connected with Envergine, the woman trained on the weapon in the red-head's hand. They continued to work, moving and slashing, no bodily contact made. For a good several burns, they worked. Envergine pointing out changes in Amber's stance, wrist, foot work, each one meant to teach the gi...

Gaelena stopped in front of the house that she had grown up in, feeling strangely separate from it. She stared at the door, her hand curled into a fist at her side. Could she simply walk in, as though nothing had happened? Slowly, she inhaled, focusing on calming herself, her energy drawing on the s...

Ansil drank his wine and studied Camilla, his eyes growing intense for a few flickers as he pondered her. A female merchant was not unheard of, but it could be dangerous, especially the cargo that she imported. Then again, danger had never scared him. One corner of his lips raised higher at her offe...

Envergine frowned as it took Amber more than a flicker to remove the baton from her hand. When she finally took it, she gave a small snort. Amber would find the rod had more weight than it appeared, focused mainly towards the top. The grip was wrapped in soft leather, giving it a better grip. "...

"Alright then, come with me," the woman barked, then turned and moved out of the room, expecting Amber to follow. She moved them out into the open air, the stench of the close quarters gone. She turned and held out the metal baton. "We'll start with this. You need to know where to hit...

The door opened with a bang. "Okay, lets go. Time to start training. Hope you got some sleep," growled Envergine, holding the metal baton in her hand. "Is that hand your primary?," she asked, gesturing towards the splint wrist.

As you emerged from the portal, you found yourself in a sparsely furnished room, the warm Citadelian summer in full swing, the air around you pleasantly warm. The room was well lit, and apart from the actual portal, contained a simple desk behind which sat a robed man, a big leather-bound book befo...

The unremarkable man nodded. "As you wish, ma'am," he said, putting the flask back into his bag. "I shall be back later. Rest well." He moved back out of the room, leaving Amber to rest. The sky was still dark and would be for a while.