Walter Thornley's latest activity
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater."Shit, shit, shit," A willowy woman caught the glimpse of golden glow from Aelius' hands and gasped. "Hey, your paladinship - what's the... -
Walter Thornley reacted to Agatha's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Love.
Common sense was not so common in the Free Cities, apparently. Agatha could have named a half-dozen captains with less scruples than the... -
Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.With a soft sigh, Walter bit the tip of his tongue and avoided voicing the opinion that someone had dancing huntresses occupying most of...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The touch was electric. It pulled into itself, burned the nerves with cold as it radiated Shroud for a beat longer. Perhaps, there was...
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“We want to honour Momoshiro Komori.” Just because Osytha knew it was coming, doesn’t make it easier to accept. Momoshiro Komori. She...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The flames colored everything orange and red. Only the flames themselves were golden, eating through the prime material to keep that...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The turning came like a soft wave, numbing every sense until it was gone with the overwhelming chill. Sword pierced the dirt, free of...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.The lord chuckled. It was a quiet, deep noise that was also somehow devoid of humor almost completely. A brief glance aside, following...
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Osytha winkles her nose against the reek of eau de la pourriture. “’Er Ladyship don’t ken t’ half of et,” she laments of that smell...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater."You aren't on your own. I am right here," he let the words run out for the time being, they were not needed and he was resigning to...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.He leaned back, making the posture comfortable. Sharp eyes, used to spotting things, especially on the Captain and the lieutenants...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The hand was warm. Walter stood there, quiet, for as long as the touch lasted. He could say a lot of words, to everyone who was hurting...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The figure on the street watched the house go up in flames with Aelius still inside it. Beyond the flames' roar, an exclamation from the...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.To his relief, it was not too bright inside. A group of Huntsmen were drinking together. Cheers went up as they spotted him, the faces...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The baron caught that all-too-quick reply. Did not smirk. Did not huff. Only his eyelashes lowered, gaze turned away from the radiant...
