1. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    Could he elabortate? Yuric shifted his weight uncomfortably, his tongue hiding in his cheek as he averted his gaze. Nobody had ever really asked him to before. The few people he did share that tidbit about himself with tended to make themselves scarce not long after, and Yuric guessed he...
  2. Yuric Vale

    Dare What is dead may never die

    Yuric hadn't been a Squire for long, but he'd made an effort to introduce himself to as many others as possible, if only not to seem like the stand-offish type. Maybe he hadn't made many friends yet, but they knew his name. That was a good enough start. But he hadn't seen this woman before...
  3. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    It was strange… the way Haelyn spoke now, so poetically, so vividly, about her bond with the Wyld, whatever that meant. When she talked like that, she wasn’t so bad. Beneath that hardened temperament, Yuric suspected she wasn’t all that different from him. “I probably wouldn’t share that...
  4. Yuric Vale

    Dare What is dead may never die

    He had long stopped counting how many nights he’d spent here. What had once been disquiet, the way Astenvale seemed to listen to itself after dark had become something like ritual. The hush between the monastery’s walls wasn’t empty; it was full of breath and memory. Full of the weight of lives...
  5. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    Protector of the Wyld. Yuric crossed his arms over his chest, brows knitting with a hint of doubt. It sounded like a lofty title, and while Haelyn was strong, she didn't seem so powerful that he'd think her some grand protector. A quiet hung in the air between them, and his gaze slowly fell to...
  6. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    Yuric would've almost preferred a further pounding from Haelyn to her walking away from him. She left without another word, leaving him sitting in the dirt surrounded by equally bewildered onlookers, now with nothing to gawk at but a rookie squire with his ass flat on the ground. It was...
  7. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    Yuric was either oblivious to how he'd irked Haelyn with his last ditch effort at offense, or he simply didn't let it bother him. Either way, he met her icy stare with only a smile as he pushed himself back up to his feet and took a moment to brush the dirt off his trousers. "Thought maybe I...
  8. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    "Huff, I dunno..." Yuric barely had the breath to spend on words, Haelyn was making sure to keep him moving at all times, not giving him a second's reprieve. "You trying to hurt me or undress me?" He really shouldn't have been taunting the girl, not when the hilt of her dagger continued to...
  9. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    Everything seemed to come easier to him with every strike of steel against steel that he deflected. Each time Haelyn swung her blade, Yuric felt as though he understood her just a little more-- How she moved, how she thought. It wasn't enough to mount any kind of reasonable offense, but the...
  10. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    He didn’t actually care whether he got stuck with mop duty, but Haelyn clearly did, and that alone was enough to make her swing like it meant something. That flicker of seriousness in her eye was all the motivation Yuric needed to rise to the occasion. He wasn’t under any illusion that he’d win...
  11. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    For all the potential Yuric had, and of that there was plenty, his inexperience was obvious as his steel met that of Haelyn's. She was faster, and could have damned well been stronger. The raw determination she came at him with nearly knocked him on his ass within seconds, and the next thirty...
  12. Yuric Vale

    Private Flowers For Their Grave

    "She's pretty strong for her size." Yuric, like many of the others around him, had been treating the display more like a spectator sport than a lesson, chin resting on his arms as he peered through the shoulders of his peers. He hadn’t gotten to know many of the other people in the few months...
  13. Yuric Vale

    Yuric Vale

    Touched. You say that I am too. Yuric Vale was born surrounded by death. The son of a respected Knight Sworn and a young medic named Erris, the first thing that Yuric saw after birth was his mother. The second was the corpse of the man she'd just failed to save because she'd gone into...
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