1. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'Oh, goodie!' Xen smiled, dabbing at her nose with a still-wet sleeve. Sneezes, much like strange women on horses, had a way of sneaking up on you, she found. And a visit from the man in white was the last thing she had on her mind, though, the extra company might not go amiss. The more the...
  2. Xenovia

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    'First time,' the devahni answered with a smile, fingers tapping at the tankard cupped between her palms. 'Xenovia, though, you can call me Xen, if'n you fancy.' Most folk tended to shorten her name. A matter of expediency, she figured, or else just plain ol' laziness. Propriety had never much...
  3. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'You have a dog?' Perking up at the news, Xenovia shuffled a tad closer. 'I wish I had a dog, though, Sitha knows what we would have fed it.' All winters were hard. Xen had learnt that early on in life. During the hardest, it was not unheard of for folk to start eating cats and dogs and rats...
  4. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'My... broth?' Blinking, Xenovia looked down at her empty bowl, confused. 'I, um, well-' Fidgeting, she showed the bowl to Vyn, as if to lend truth to the words that followed. 'I would share, but there's none left. I guess your kin had the rest?' The broth hadn't been anything special. Water and...
  5. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'Exactly!' Xenovia smiled back, her nerves fading away as feeling returned to her limbs. Criminal. The thought brought a lump to her throat. Bad memories flashed across her mind's eye, blinding her to the fire and the soup and the stranger whose kindness had most likely saved her from a wintry...
  6. Xenovia

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    The stouts arrived with company. The first to sit themselves down were warriors; Xen could tell just by looking at them. Not like the armour and weapons are a dead giveaway, she smiled at her own thoughts, noting the shiny silver brooch fastening the man's cloak with a thief's eye. A bad idea...
  7. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    Xenovia thought it a figment of her imagination, at first. The cold did things to a person, made them slow and weak and prone to delusion, like when a person suffering from hyperthermia started to feel warm and fuzzy. Is that what's happening? She blinked, arms tightening around the stranger's...
  8. Xenovia

    Open Shippin' Up To Crown's Hold

    The Wendway Docks Year 349 E.O.D Winter ebbs, Spring beckons... It had been a long time indeed since Xenovia had last set foot upon these docks. Just under a decade, in truth, though it may as well have been a century for all the joy it brought her. 'Man, does this place reek!' Winter was in...
  9. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    Madness. They were all susceptible to it. Xenovia supposed she was too. It was the only explanation she had that made any sense, to the Law at least. Murder is murder, she thought, staring at the stranger's hand as she gestured towards the city. Clean where hers were bloody. They had been bad...
  10. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'Begs the question... what were they doing journeying into the desert to begin with?' Getting lost was one thing. Xenovia had lived in Crown's Hold for nigh twenty years and still the city managed to turn her around. But to go willingly, to a place where water was scarce, where trees did not...
  11. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    'Like so?' She asked, teeth chattering like the rolling of bones. The horse seemed a dainty thing in the face of the storm. And yet it made little complaint as she settled in behind her sister. Too cold to care, thought Xen, pitying the creature, and the woman who had taken pity on her. First...
  12. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    'Of that, I do not doubt.' With one last smile, Xenovia turned her attention to the stage below. Her legs dangled in the air over the two actors' heads. She could not for the life of her remember their names, though she had surely read of them in the screamsheets. None of that seemed to matter...
  13. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    She didn't hear the rider approach, but she recognised a spectre when she saw one. She looks like me, thought Xenovia, gazing up at the stranger through eyes bright with life. She could feel the cold sapping the heat from her bones, making her slow, clumsy. Her tongue was no less sluggish...
  14. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    Xen followed along, happy to be led. The gantry clicked and clunked beneath their boots, the sounds going unnoticed this high up. Not that anyone would have noticed anyhow. The play's about to begin, she realised excitedly, planting herself down next to Tilda, a smile betraying her thoughts...
  15. Xenovia

    Private A Bad Place To Be

    Some time ago in Crown's Hold... It had been a hard winter. Most years were in The Sink. Wrapped up in a heavy cloak and thick winter clothes, Xenovia fought hard to keep her shaking limbs in check as she stomped through three feet of snow and ice. Towards what, she couldn't say. A blizzard had...
  16. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    'Hmm? What was that?' With a not-so-innocent smile, Xen looked up to meet Tilda's gaze, her face warming at such a brazen accusation. It wasn't the first time Tils had drawn attention to her arse, and odds were it wouldn't be the last. 'Why don't you focus on what you're doing, unless you plan...
  17. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    Anger did not sit pretty upon Tilda's face. But the look that followed was something Xenovia was all too familiar with. 'I'd say, what're rules for, if not to be broken?' Grinning, she crumpled the ticket in her hand, cast it aside. I hope I won't be needing that later, she thought, too...
  18. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    'That makes two of us.' Xenovia beamed, sticking close to Tilda as Mabs let them in. Smoke-swathed shadows passed hitherto as the Deva paused briefly, breathing in the sights and sounds and smells of the King's Amphitheatre, noting how her companion seemed to be doing the same. When the shift...
  19. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    'Spoilsport.' Xenovia's eyes twinkled as she tore her gaze away. The magicked exit sign flickered, its dim glow a blessing in disguise. Any brighter and Tilda might have noticed her blush. Since when did I need an excuse to stare at her ass? Locks clicked and clacked, came undone. The door...
  20. Xenovia

    Private The Kingfisher's Dive

    They were certainly up to no good, that was for certain. Smiling mischievously, the bodyguard watched her beau work her magic, star-struck, and all too amused by the knight's willingness to skip the queues forming out front. 'And to think I was contemplating bringing a coil of rope and some...
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