Day 3 (Rough copy)
_Alessandra DuMourier rises before dawn, slipping out of the tent to stretch and see just what the new day has to offer her. If she had any dreams they do not seem to weigh on the woman. Her coat is hung over her arm, leaving her shoulders exposed to...
Tales of Airethe 23: Brawne's Offer
Karbin grumbles something in his native tongue and Alysa can guess by the tone that it isn't pleasant. She has a rogue's ear for languages, after all, and there were a number of them that labored on the docks of Damora, even if they prefer to avoid the...
Tales of Airethe 10: A glimmer in the darkness
Alysa cannot do much more but allow Mira to lead her in her weakened state, not knowing if she is hours, days or even weeks away from death. Posioned, what a cowardly act to fell a woman like her, of all things to take her out it would have to be that...
Day 2 (Rough copy)
_High Plains Drifter rouses Edward not long after dawn, bidding him to retrieve the horses and secure them to the carriage._ _He does not intentionally awaken Alessa, watching her sleep for a time, as he stands there in his dark overcoat that hangs...
Alessandra's Journal- Part 3
Well my lovelies, I promised you we would revisit the rest of this strange scene when I recovered my senses and so I keep my promise. Let it not be said that I am less than a woman of my word. ....but first you must surrender yourself to me.' The...
The Rat's Tale: Prologue
They make a strange pair. She is a tall, curvaceous but still lean blonde, dressed in a flowing but ragged topcoat over the chain shirt under which she wears her corset and shirt. Her tight trousers cling to her hips, upon which rests a belt of pouches...
Tales of Airethe 11: Mira tells her tale
As the door opens, the spirit winks out into nothingness and Mira stands there in the entrance, Lemia peeking over her shoulder. 'Who were you talking to?' Mira asks, more out of curiosity than suspicion. 'Did Dakrom trouble you in my absence?' Her...
Tales of Airethe 5: The Lady's Proposal
'My lady,my mistress has risen and is curious as to whether or not you are still interested in her previous invitation.' If Lucia is curious about what this might be, her entirely neutral expression does not convey this or, in fact, any mood at...
Tales of Airethe 12: The best laid plans of mice and men
Allowing herself to be pulled into a kiss, Mira lets her own hand wander up and down Alysa's body, softly caressing her, tracing the blonde's taut curves through her gown. 'You need not apologize, my beauty,' she says, exhaling a chill breath into...
Tales of Airethe 19: Madame Archelle
Because the structure is actually a derelict vessel listing on its side, all the doorways are set an angles, requiring Alysa to employ her superior dexterity to navigate the corridor. Her guide, who is apparently used to it, deftly makes her way...
Tales of Airethe 21: Krystyna's Warning
'They are said to be exceptionally strong,' Madame Archelle mentions softly, swirling the wine in her glass around with her hand. 'Strong, fast and very hard to keep dead. If you're still considering hunting down one of these things, you are going to...
A summer in Europe
Mohyla is many things; it is a small, quaint village at the base of the Carpathian Mountains in Western Ukraine. It is also the site of a former Soviet outpost during the early years of the USSR. Finally, it has additional historical significance as...