Tazlure

Calraen turned to Kytani . "No, it was not my sister. I sense her, deeper into the jungle. She lingers on the edge between this reality and our own. She is not powerful enough to travel these lengths." It pained him to say it. It was their weakness. Born from the Aether they could not exis...

Calraen remained stoic in place, turning to look at the two captives who still remained uncomfortably in tow, thus far at least. He had sensed the creature aswell and his vision told him something interesting. "I can't be certain. The island is inhabited by many creatures and I am unsure what m...

"I am certain you will." Calraen's praise was not easily given. But he had to admit that these kit surprised him. They had proven to be sturdy, if not somewhat ill tempered and rash. But then again, had he not been the same back when he was young? When he looked at the kanthrop that surrou...

Calraen walked up front with the others, as eager to get awy form the village as the rest. His spirit was one that needed freedom and he could very well identify with these kit that had joined on the hunt. Or rather, that had been sent on the hunt by his mother. Their mother. His eyes were closed mo...

Calraen noticed the shift in Kytani before the magick started taking her over. Her anger was feeding the animal within. A sensation he had witnessed often. It filled him with sadness that recently more and more of his Kanthrop warped under the pressure of anger or desperation rather than a peaceful ...

A loud clapping sound came from the doorway. In it stood Calraen, who had entered without anyone facing away from the door even remotely noticing. He stood leaning against the edge of the door and was now clapping his gloved hands together, like applause. Though the reason for it was not meant in th...

Calraen still stood outside, waiting for the two kanthrop to exit the inn. He was a patient being by nature, being draconic, though not by heart. He had a temper and was always quick to lose his cool in the face of adversity, compared to his brother and sister at least. His age had stretched the bou...

Calraen disliked small spaces. He would never admit it ofcourse, but he did not like them at all. Within the dreaming he could create anything his heart desired. In the Tether he had always stayed outside, under the watchful eyes of the stars and admidst the comforting sounds of trees and animals. A...

The approach of the guards seemed to trigger the group into action. Xenovia took it upon herself to divide chores to prepare for the trek into the jungle. Scarlet was a fierce one, her thought lingering in the space between their minds. She was testing him. But he remained silent. There was a struct...

Calraen nodded. He did nothing more as Xenovia rushed for the Bane, shoving her fellow Kanthrop out of the way, who in turn displayed an array of color in her aura, ranging from anger to rage and back to frustration and anxiety. The daydream visible to the Dreamweaver's eyes as her mind created, for...

Calraen was a spirit. He had been so forever. His birth one of the Aether, his mind and body a reflection of the magic his mother had once posessed. As such he stood within the world with different eyes, gazing upon the Tether as if it were a strange and hostile place. For yahren had he felt complac...

He could see her anger, feel her fury. The words she formed in her mind were almost audible to him. Yet she composed herself, kept it in. She wished to dismiss him and walk away? "What kind of Kanthrop is this? Have they learned nothing from us?" "Foolish whelp!" A gloved hand re...

Calraen smiled, or something close to it. His lips parting in something of a careful smirk that indicated amusement. Xenovia had spirit. her aura radiated irritation and curiosity and yet she managed to compose herself in such a way that she stuck to the question she had asked him before. It never o...

"Are you coming with us, or are you just going to follow us the whole way?" Calraen had lived among the Goldenback tribe for many yahren. Ever since it was first founded within the confines of his old home. During those yahren he had seen many of the Kanthrop grow up, leave, send their chi...

"You were looking for me?" Calraen approached Xenovia from the shadow of a nearby building. He was now in human form, a quite sizeable one at that. He still wore the dark cloak she had seen him wear before, and the "vibe" he gave off was similar, but he was more human now. More.....

The Bane had been awakened... For yahren Calraen had sufficed in remaining unseen amidst the shadows of Ursa. He had watched and waited as the Kanthrop people flourished on the sanctuary isle. For an eternity had they prospered, ever since the day they had made the Crossing. Until that faithful day ...