1. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    There had been a lot of time spent examining carrots and cabbages, sun going up higher and higher in the sky, air getting warmer, the shade of trees looking more inviting the more that Simon spoke and pointed. Indeed, Sabinian had to pull out his small leather journal and use pen packed well...
  2. Sabinian

    Private Above the Sea, Beneath the Sky

    "So he's messy...." Syr Silas muttered under his breath, looking quite displeased. Sabinian looked at the Dusker with a look of disgruntled disgust. Sabinian did not get along with Syr Silas Grimnod. Firstly, Silas was always correcting everyone about the most important things. Everyone knew...
  3. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    What a frightening sound to hear. Some Knights might shudder upon remembering the moans of dead comrades or the particularly nasty warning call of a monster. Sabinian was hardly sent on anything such as that so he never had nightmares about demons, monsters, dead soldiers, suffering children or...
  4. Sabinian

    Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore

    Any appetite that the elf had soon vanished. Did he hear the words right? Making fun of his jaw, comparing him to the beauty standards that were trendy and popular now? Elves were supposed to be beautiful enough to rival gods, to rival all of nature's wonders. There was some truth to it, a tired...
  5. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    "Oh," Sabinian said upon realizing that she never had the chance to try one of his cookies. Ruddy cheeks belied his embarrassment for thinking that Syr Osytha had ever failed thanks to the sharp nip of cool breeze and warm sun. Clearing his throat, he added, "I had always assumed they were...
  6. Sabinian

    Private Above the Sea, Beneath the Sky

    "All the more reason to have brought Syr Margot over me," Sabinian grunted after retching, spitting pitifully into the churning deep blue-gray waves below. One good thing about the sea, Sabinian supposed quietly, compared to a bucket after a long drunken night, he didn't have to look at the...
  7. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    A sudden warmth folded itself over his chest like a blanket. It wasn't often that a human reminded the elf just how similar they could be, even less often that a sort of kinship could form after a shallow wave of nostalgia from one's youth. Mistakes were always made, regrets always present...
  8. Sabinian

    Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore

    Sabinian's brows plummeted low over his eyes, darkening his entire expression that had been generous towards the bard moments before. The elf leaned back, crossing his arms, frowning at her and then to each of the young Knights in turn as they danced around the bard with words of appeasement...
  9. Sabinian

    Private Above the Sea, Beneath the Sky

    Incorrigible, Sabinian turned towards Syr Cydonia who looked as fresh as a spring, sunlight limning her hair with a soft golden halo. If he didn't know any better, he'd have thought her to be an angel. But she did not answer his prayers in easing his swaying seasickness and sensitive stomach...
  10. Sabinian

    Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore

    Stubborn hand waved Syr Caelia's offering away, careful to not turn his head to the brew that held the alluring smell. Sabinian preferred tea, drinking it hot during summer. He had a small collection of tea leaves that he had curated with the same sort of pride that a scholar felt when passing a...
  11. Sabinian

    Private Above the Sea, Beneath the Sky

    Astersaar Archipelago, Lasaretinkari 20th of Jarum, Night Books lay open revealing diagrams of the human body, hand-drawn skulls and torsos neatly sliced open to reveal the placement of blood vessels and veins over sharp bones. Bundles of herbs were tied to a rack to dry, other bunches of the...
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  12. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Guffy. He'd be sure to remember the name. Sabinian was a Field Sworn of Dawn, trained fully in the way of the Wylds. He didn't have the knack that some Knights did in being able to directly communicate with animals. He was jealous of the sort that could, like Syr Noa who was always talking to...
  13. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Evensong managed to get one step ahead of Forbitter, propelled by Sabinian's unsaid duty. Field Sworn of the Wylds, Sabinian had a soft spot for any creature and in return they also seemed to get along well with him. His talents always lied within the wild beauty of the equine beasts. Sure, they...
  14. Sabinian

    Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore

    Smile fell flat the more the bard talked. It wasn't because her voice was unpleasant, on the contrary, she had a lovely voice, the sort that could persuade songbirds to perch on her finger. Such a shame that she sullied it with profanities. Sabinian knew that was just how bards were, he had...
  15. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    "Mothers are always care for their children, always willing to sacrifice," Syr Sabinian agreed. Syr Osytha would be a wonderful travel partner. The elf could tell, it was obvious. The horses liked her, even the spirited ones. He felt certain that Midnight might like her as long as he didn't see...
  16. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Taut shoulders relaxed enough that no one could accuse Sabinian of having a broomstick up his tush, though his posture matched a royal's nonetheless. He reached for the toy wrapped in swaddling cloth, a corner of his mouth twitching into a crooked smile. One horn had been ripped off completely...
  17. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    The smile that had been flirting with Sabinian's lips fell like a young man that tasted rejection for the first time. It a bittersweet reminder that there were rules, and that Syr Osytha truly was not like that vagabond Syr Noa. At the very least, the woman was kind enough to act as if it were...
  18. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Dark brows rose in surprise at Syr Osytha's response. Sabinian had been at the Monastery a long time. He did his best to remember names and faces, when a squire turned into a knight, when there was a new field sworn peeking into his stables, and even did his best to remember how people liked to...
  19. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Like a dark storm, Sabinian raced out to the stables. He believed Syr Cymbaline meant no harm, he believed she meant to do well by searching for Midnight in the early morning hours and thinking she could coax the unicorn back to the stall. But as she followed after, pleading and making excuses...
  20. Sabinian

    Private An Antidote for All Abnegations

    Priscilla always woke him up before the sun rose. She had learned that meowing at him would do very little unless she only wanted him to turn over this way and that or maybe cover his ears with a pillow. If she wanted to wake him then she would paw gently at his face, mostly at his cheeks but...
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