Tales of Airethe 13: A hero appears and Alysa's confession
Alysa is so drunk off both her own pleasure and the effects of Mira's blood that she almost forgets an important detail, Mira removed her necklace. The bandit can hear a nagging whisper in the back of her mind coaxing her to find the keys. She wants to...
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 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 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...
Tales of Airethe 9: A Horrifying Revelation
'We have much to discuss and you are running out of time to make your decision.' The implication in Mira's words is dire and Alysa wonders if it is possible she is not yet dead but perhaps close and this woman is giving her one last chance to prove...
Tales of Airethe 8: A strange and sinister banquet
'If you've any appetite left,' Dakrom says, 'then let us go to dinner. I am certain that the lady shall be pleased to see you.' Alysa can only nod weakly as she holds onto his arm. It is clear to her now that she must recover her strength and run....
Tales of Airethe 7: Dakrom's Lessons
It is the light of the lantern that awakens Alysa but it is not sitting on the bedside table any longer. Instead, it is held in the gloved hand of none other than Dakrom, whose dark wavy hair is tied back into a ponytail by a dark green ribbon that...
Tales of Airethe 6: More Questions Than Answers
'...never share.' 'You...those girls...your business is your own.' The voices echo in the darkness and, for a moment, Alysa may wonder if she is dreaming. She certainly feels very weak, exhausted and utterly drained. 'Mother will not like this,'...
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 4: Exploring the Manor
A loud metallic clanking awakens Alysa less than an hour later. At first, it seems to emanate only from her own room but soon she can hear it echoing through the house. However, she cannot see what it might be as the bedroom is plunged into complete...
Tales of Airethe 3: Welcome to Redclyffe
Even from a distance, Alysa can see the twinkling lights of Gornmont. A city whose central industry is composing of mining and quarrying. it has changed little over time, even though, as she and her prisoner draw nearer, they can see the towering...
Tales of Airethe 2: First Impressions
As the horse is the same steed with which she had conducted her training, an important factor, Drevard had explained, in her duties, that she and her mount function as a unit, the beast is loyal to Alysa and does as she commands. Much like Alysa, the...