Tazlure

Giang's attention was concentrated everywhere but the company around her. She saw the intricacies and beauty of the different styles and patterns with an outsider's eyes; that is, ones not dulled with familiarity. Was that pattern all just one line, weaving in and out of itself? The mind saw the org...

"Not only does the Watch Dort a great service, they also ensure the safety of each and every citizen of our wonderful city. Highly skilled and continuously trained. The best the Empire has." That bewildered simpleton was the best Dort has to offer? Perhaps we caught him on a bad day... Gi...

In the name of the Dragon Empress! Giang observed in detached horror as her aloof outer shell began to fray. Not for the first time she had to collect herself to think and remain calm. Why does Mai Ba wish for me to negotiate with these men? I am still in training! No, no time to think of that - wh...

OOC: On the contrary, lookin' good Giang felt she had a duty to retain an air of aloof detachment from the streets outside the carriage, a difficult one when she was aching with curiousity. With mixed regrets and joys she tried to breathe deep of the aromas from the stalls by which they passed. Wer...

Catching Giang by surprise was a smile which flickered on her face, just briefly. Mai had praised her! And she had been wound up inside, unsure of herself and what to do. But there was still the matter of Trong... then, why should she fuss? He was older and much more experienced than she, and a cast...

The sudden look of awe which overcame Avery's face prompted Giang to cast a look behind her; for a moment her heart seized as her imagination conjured several disasters occuring on the ship. A very small sigh escaped despite her best efforts when she realised it was the affluent display of their ent...

Dufton, Jarvey... interesting names . Giang wondered how the people here went about naming things ands themselves. Hopefully she wouldn't insult anyone through mispronunciation, not least of all Dort's aristocracy. Hopefully they would feel the same way. "Very good," Giang said, pleased s...

" Caum on, Mai Ba, "* Giang said to her mistress with a respectful bow. "I shall obtain such a carriage for us." She turned to face the city once more from the rails, seeing it now in consideration of the words of her two Sojen companions. "Humans here create poor imitations...

Giang's own possessions were easily separated into those she wore and what fitted in the tiny chest that even she was able to carry. Not that she would, of course. House Ly had been considerate enough to provide servants for their envoy. And Sojen, too. She regarded the pair from the peripherals of ...

About a mark had passed since the sun had risen. Giang gripped the railings firmly, standing by the prow of the ship, her eyes not on the lapping water which had held her interest over the past two weeks but instead the shadow of land they were headed towards. She had enjoyed the incredible solitude...

Late Chyril & Early Jyam: Though the political wheels of the Eastern Empire were slow to churn, the rivalry between the great families has never been a mild affair. With the return of Rioja de Valdepenas and all that she had to speak of, the ripples through court reached down even to the lowly ...

Late Chyril & Early Jyam: Though the political wheels of the Eastern Empire were slow to churn, the rivalry between the great families has never been a mild affair. With the return of Rioja de Valdepenas and all that she had to speak of, the ripples through court reached down even to the lowly ...

Oh well. But this is probably for the best - it'll save the mods work, and all the work put into it will be there in case EE opens up again. Thanks for getting it set up though, Maeve, and it was a promising enterprise - just a bad time.

Our best wishes are with you, Maeve. I can only hope things work out for you soon enough for your own sake. Otherwise, we're all here for you if you feel like a wee chinwag

OOC: Fin?

Giang skipped away, huffing and puffing and regarding Thrang over her raised guard. Nothing registered for the first few flickers, not his struggle for breath, not his gesture for desisting, nor his words. But slowly, her guard lowered, and she offered a jerking bow. "Yes, Thrang Oang . C... Ca...

Sounds like you've been having fun , nice to see you back though. I apologise to go into business so soon, but I was merely wondering whether Ly Gia Giang would (or could) be attending court in the thread, 'A Dragon Hatchling Returned'? Sounds like she would, but I'd prefer not to gatecrash (and don...

OOC: Fin, as well

Thrang was much like Khong Huu then, that he should make such an unpolite attack. Yet thanks to Huu, she always prepared herself for it (especially in light of how she had taunted her current sparring partner). Playing defensive she ducked to avoid the jab, and gave ground to get out of reach of the...

Giang's spirit thrilled even on her knees. Ah, yes! Yes yes yes! She savoured it for a flicker then quenched it. No distractions. She climbed back to her feet and bowed once more to Thrang. "Then I am pleased to have an able teacher, oang aay Thrang."* There, a fine phrase. Easily taken to...

Giang darted in, her rear guard dropping slightly to block the instep with her forearm as she entered its' range, but she also skipped to the side so as to move with the blow. If she got in range, her front arm would lead with a double-jab, head then chest, and then she'd follow up with an uppercut ...

The current posting rate for the EE is fine with, at the very least, myself. But I am compelled to say (something I picked up various other places in Taz) that your posting rate should depend on what your own circumstances allow, not what we would prefer it to be. Something you no doubt know well en...

Eyes wide, Giang hit the ground with a painful thump. She winced. A man of decent skill could have easily blocked or diverted her kick, but to pull that off against a snap kick, even one of hers? Amazing! Oh, if only she could learn a tenth of what he could do, in a tenth of the time! But instead sh...

Ah, singing. Another thing the matron wished her to learn. A lady should be able to entertain the guests of her house, more so the man who shared her bed as well. Not that such a man was likely to feature in her life any time soon. No, not until she could sing like the laughing wind... and right now...

" Suang Thrang Oang ." Ly Gia Giang liked Thrang. Well, that was a lie. She hardly knew the man, and would not trust him with so much as her sandal straps. She liked his presence, his practical appearance, and the pure mystery - who he was, almost a complete mystery, a dash of intrigue in ...