Summer AfternoonDarrien sat in the meager shade of some low pines, watching. The field in front of him was the bright green of fresh grass, dotted with flowers. Butterflies and bees flitted from one to another, and the undergrowth stirred with the movement of small creatures. None of these held his attention. His eyes were fixed on a small girl running after the butterflies, red hair streaming behind her. She jumped over clumps of grass, giggling as she snatched for the pretty winged creatures. Darrien smiled, wondering if his mother was ever so light hearted. He didn't think so. Even as a child, she had been fierce.
After nearly an hour of chasing and jumping she ran to him under the trees, cheeks flushed. "I almost had one," she sighed, plopping down on his lap. She was always like this, he thought with a little smile. Always wanting to be close. He hugged her, "They will just fly higher when you chase them like that, Sarael." &
Plague in Neverwinter pt 3
The sound of her breathing seemed so loud. Zara shivered, wondering if they could hear her . . . if the undead were waiting. She waited, shifting every few moments, straining to hear, but nothing came. Eventually she stood up, brushing herself off. "No harm done," Zara said softly, trying to smile. She'd gotten away, after all. "Wonder who lives here," she asked, peering around. There were no windows on this floor, pretty common for the Nest. Furniture sat askew on the floor, the cupboards and desk open, and not a single thing left in them.
Looters, maybe, or the owners taking what they could before fleeing to safer territory. She hoped they made it. After a thorough look through the downstairs, Zara climbed over some debris to the upper floor. A row of small windows let in daylight, illuminating the two small bedrooms. One held two small beds and a chest, the other one a large bed and some shelves. A book, a torn bear, stuffing half gone, and an old, moth eaten blanket were all she fo
Plague in Neverwinter pt 2
Zara wasn't sure how long she hid in that barrel; past the point her fingers and legs began to buzz, beyond the moment she began to go numb. She managed to hold still when her limbs woke up and began to cramp, muffling a surprised cry of pain with her fist. Outside her tiny wooden sanctuary, she could hear the zombies shuffling around, bumping into things. The temptation to just stand up, to give in, was hard to resist. Zara flexed her legs experimentally, pushing up and nearly laughed. She wasn't entirely sure she would be able to get out of her barrel. After a moment of intense pain, she pushed herself partway up to peek out.
Sure enough, the undead still shuffled around the doorway, dead gaze unblinking as they searched the darkness. Zara shivered, slipping back down despite her body's protest. They would just stay there, she realized, following their last order until that horrible man came back, or they found her. And they could
Plague in Neverwinter pt 1
Zara stood at the window staring toward the Beggar's Nest. Smoke from the funeral pyres stung her eyes, but she barely noticed, blinking the tears away as they obscured her vision. "Child, you are late for
evening meal," the Dawnmaster said from the doorway. She didn't look at him, instead fixing on the fat, round shape of Selune. "I'm not hungry." "You do no one any good letting yourself starve," he replied. Always so kind, Zara thought, and so wise. She let out a heavy sigh, surrendering to his good sense.
"I will not need to discuss this with you again, I hope," he said as Zara turned from the window. "No, Dawnmaster." The sun elf nodded, golden gaze drifting to the window for a moment, serenity
disturbed. "Can - can I ask you a question," Zara ventured. "As we walk," he agreed, taking her elbow. "Could I go to Beggars Nest with the paladins? I can heal now and I promise I'd do whatever they said.
Heart and Home Chap. 9
Fenris didn't mind being on the water. When fleeing from Danarius, there was always a sense of peace for him there. You could see for miles, until cloud specked blue and foam capped waves met. If anything was on the horizon, you could see it coming and be prepared. On the run with Riese, he felt much the same though now the danger was more hers than his own. His hands were sore from pulling and tying rope - it seemed like that was endless on a ship - and his hair stiff from the salt water, but none of that mattered. The elf glanced over to Hawke, a faint grin on his lips. She was pacing again, cursing under her breath. Riese didn't see the ship as freedom, but instead as a floating prison. She hated the salt water, the tasteless, stale rations, and the freezing wind that drove them forward.
Isabela shouted at her from quarterdeck, but Fenris couldn't make out what the pirate said. Hawke made a face and went to untie one
The Easy PathAn icy breeze cut across the harbor, blowing out of the mountains north of Luskan. The dark waters roiled, waves splashing down over the bow of the ship. The Captain stood at the helm, looking to the cloudy sky with a grim smile. "Perfect weather," Vel said softly, steering them out of port. His passengers had no idea what was in store, but he was certain if he played his cards right, he might be able to get the price on his head lifted in Luskan and Neverwinter in one smooth move.
Haunted Log 2Kyle tells the group after Simon gone" but I doubt it! because...."
"Of course it won't be easy" Mari sighs. "But he is trying not to scare us"
Kyle grins, "Now what we must confront should be put in second place. Cause I am going to make some food, my stomachs rebelling"
Darn cradles baby a bit in hands "Well this place and lack of sleep could make up many things for nanny...however I just dont think we are that lucky."
"I think he might be afraid we will leave if he tells us the truth," Zara says, looking around.
"Does the goblin friend have a name?" Darn asks the child
Mari looks at Kyle "You want me to go with you to the kitchen?"
Kyle glances at Mari mischievous 'so you can steal a few good foods right? On your way princess. And can you two stay here a bit; do you want something about meal?"
Darn looks to Kyle "I am good and but if you can bring something for Zara,"
Kyle looks at Zara then "Zara, want something special?
Darn answers before Zara does "She wouldn&
Haunted Log 1Zara sits down at the bar, looking a bit worried. Her hair is messy and coming out of her braid, and she has a smudge on her dress
Mari looks at her confused. "What happened, Zara? Have you had trouble?"
"What makes you so terrified?" Kyle asks
Zara smiles at Kyle and Mari a bit tiredly. "Ah . . . it sounds silly to tell it. I was . . . babysitting."
Mari raises her brows. "What? A troll baby?"
Kyle rolled eyes and avoid the problem of babysitting "do you need any food or drink?"
"No, no! This woman came to the temple for counsel and I watched her children while the Dawnmaster offered comfort. But the kids aren't what worries me. It was her story!"
"The woman's story?" Mari asks
"Horror story?" Kyle echoes.
Zara nods, getting a glass of water to drink. "She is a nanny in Blacklake. She had a job for one family but . . . she says the baby is possessed."
Mari drinks her ale. "Most babies sound as possessed, sometimes"
"Yeah, but she says this one will disappear. Right from his crib . . .