Hello Fenris!The true story of Fenris in Tevinter
Hello Fenris copyright the Danarius Corp, Minrathous Tevinter
Excerpt from an early Hello Fenris press release:
Hello Fenris was born on Umbralis 1st in suburban Minrathous, Tevinter.
He is very energetic and loves to play outdoors, in the streets or a forest. But you can also find him happily practicing with his sword or baking a cake, too!
Fenris lives with his papa Danarius, and sister Varania. Fenris is curious whereas Varania is shy.
His generosity and kindness endear him to everyone he meets. His favorite thing is do tea parties and his hobbies include music, demon slaying, eating the cookies Danarius bakes, and best of all making new friends. Like he says "You can never have too many friends!"
Excerpt from a recent press release:
Hello Fenris has gone missing. His little pink bow was found on the floor of his room, and all his favorite toys were missin
GoodbyesIt was raining again. The soft patter of droplets on the roof tiles woke her, the rush of the tide in her dreams blending seamlessly with the storm until her eyes slid open. The room was dark and smelled of damp wood. She sat up slowly, slipping from under Efrain's arm. His fingers curled around nothing, hand searching for her breast. It caught on the blanket and went still. Celia studied him, her eyes exploring his familiar features in the darkness. Such an odd man, she thought. He was quiet, secretive, but strangely affectionate. Right now his mouth curved in a slight smile, face relaxed. Usually Efrain seemed guarded, an invisible wall set up to hide him from the world. But at rest, he looked happy.
Celia stood, ignoring whatever skittered under the bed, its many legs brushing her foot on its way to escape. She walked quietly across the small room, bare feet scooting clothes and boots out of her path. The shuttered balcony rattled in a wind gust and she glanced back to make su
Brute Measure - Contest EntryThe ogre wiped blood spray from his face and hefted his club, searching the smoky darkness for another opponent. A guttural laugh split his lips. Opponent. What a word for these small, pale menfolk; weak and soft they were. He looked down at the bone pierced filth, the remains of a human warrior. It only made him laugh harder. He spat at the pile of meat and strode on toward the burning carts. Tall trees ranged around this hunting ground, a narrow and pitted path. Merchants and pilgrims traveled it together, afraid of what might be hiding in the woods. They made an easy target for the ogre tribe and their patroness, Hag Segine. Thinking of her brought the echoing of drums through his flesh; the pounding so loud it made his vision pulse for a moment. It was always there, the rhythm like a second heart beat. Somewhere in the forest, the hag was still playing her old skin drum, gripping it with ancient, leathery thighs while she chanted spells as
Letters to Darn - LossMy love, I only just heard what happened! I am so sorry. I know you loved Robert and Karol, even if you did not always get along. I have heard some . . . disturbing rumors. Some are saying - well I am sure you have heard them too. My brother tells me they were killed by the Tirashan. Your brother Nikita may still be alive though. Sometimes they take nobles prisoner.
I know you will put on a brave face while your heart is breaking, that you will swear to do your duty and march on. But I know what is in your heart, and I feel every tear you refuse to shed. I pray even more now for your safety. I could not bear it if something were to happen to you.
I am . . . well. The sisters are not what I expected, but then few things are. Sister Haestia could probably take out a bear with just her fists. I have never met a woman so
Letters to Darn - DepartureI know it's only been a few days since you left to meet your brothers on the front lines, but I had to write you. I miss you so much . . . I have always known duty could take you away but I never thought it would really happen. It's lonely here without you. I know you asked me to stay safe, to stay out of trouble, but I can't just wait here. Every day I . . . well, I am sure you know. You miss me too.
The White Sisters agreed to let me accompany a group of their healers. I will be meeting them in just another few days. Don't worry, my love. They aren't sending us any place dangerous. Just to a field hospice on neutral ground. My father and the Tirashan Queen both agreed it was elysium, safe from attack. So I will be as safe there as anywhere, maybe more so.
I worry about you already. I know you can take care of yourself, b