Resting her elbows on her knees, Nythianna opened both palms and placed her face into them, almost weeping at the next intrusion. "Doesn't anyone rest around here? Well, obviously Alaric did but I mean for more than an hour or so?" She mumbled to herself, keeping her voice low so the man o...
Nythianna listened to Alaric ramble, raising her eyebrow as he continued his monologue. "Okaaaaaaaaay... That went well." She turned to Raos, "And now do you honestly think I was nuts for mumbling earlier?! Do you SEE the type of conversationalist I've been putting up with all bloody ...
Celedia pointed to a scroll laying open on the side of the table. "That one looks to be in ancient Elvish. I can make out some of it but..." she shook her head, "My dad was killed shortly after I was born so he didn't have a chance to teach me much." She peered more closely at th...
Nythianna met Raos' eyes while he was speaking but he turned his head towards the door before she could get a single question out. "Who in your past has made you so afraid of people accepting you?" she asked while rising out of her seat and walking towards her front door. Brushing past him...
did you hear that New yorkers are paying for "experiences' on farms? Crazy fools are paying $125 to help bale hay. $350 to help make cheese, which they don't get to keep, the farm does, etc. craaaaaaaaaazy city folk
Having seen the rider and dragon safely to the infirmary, Celedia and Liora decided to take their chances with the scrolls. If anything, it would be helpful to know what exactly they were up against. Wandering down the long corridor the thief girl and her dragon held a short conversation about what ...
She shook her head as if shaking off her unspoken questions. "I haven't travelled that far, so I have no idea what other magic users do. And what is this mana you speak of?" She peered curiously at him, meeting his strange yellow eyes with her own. "Someone else mentioned that before ...
Hahaha. I apologize. If you guys want to set limits per day just let me know.. But as I said earlier if there's a conversation with another person I tend to post shorter but more frequent posts. >.<
Nythianna studied the man more closely now, too bad he had closed his eyes or she would have looked into them for signs of deception. "Nythianna... Nythianna Pyra," she stated her name as her gaze wandered over his scales. What in the world was he? Wings... Scales... Dragonkin? But she had...
Haha mostly I just post lots if in a conversation. Like the whole thing in the tavern, it seemed like lots but it was actually a short conversation if you read it.
And I can rarely be on earlier. The earliest I would ever get off work is 5, home by around 6 (est). Latest is 10!
Name: Ilarasinria Lanlynnar (Nickname of Ila or Ilara to make it easier) Age (must be 18 or older):115 (early 20's in human equivalancy) Race: Elven Profession: Healer, herbalist Description/Picture (picture is preferred but words are fine): http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y98/kellybe07/elvenhealer...
Nythianna narrowed her eyes at the man, her smile from before quickly turning into a frown. "My reputation would hardly be called into question no matter who I spoke with" she told the man, "But today has already been an odd one so I guess I have nothing to lose." She turned quic...
Nythianna sighed inwardly, expecting one of the two men from the bar to be following her. "Maybe now they actually feel like giving me more of an answer..." she mumbled to herself. She looked longingly at the door to her house, which conveniently sat right beside her workshop, before turni...
Nythianna shook her head and pushed her hair away from her face again. She still didn't trust this man and didn't think he'd be honest with her no matter what she said. "I think I'll stick to Belfast then. It's shorter than 'Paddington' and I can't imagine anyone calling you 'Paddy'." She ...