1. Volmar

    Private Of Sundered Beliefs

    Volmar retorts at first with silence. Tilts his head ever so slightly and simply watches Ione seek her inner peace, reminiscent in a way of those times he’s seen her at the wishing well. Of times when she’s re-emerge from the brooding evergreens verging on Astenvale, when the forest seems to...
  2. Volmar

    Private Of Sundered Beliefs

    “Why, that almost sounded like an order.” A short, sure flick, and out flies a pebble to land amidst some gnarled old roots. “I don’t believe you out-rank me, Syr Ione,” Volmar adds, continuing on to Asche’s rear leg. “But I do believe reconnoitring and assaulting an enemy position falls within...
  3. Volmar

    Private Of Sundered Beliefs

    Volmar swings down out of the saddle, his black riding boots squelching between knee-high tufts of cottongrass as he leads his horse toward those willows. Aschevüerri is a proud dongola stallion, near sixteen hands tall, black with white sabino markings splashed up his legs, belly, and face. He...
  4. Volmar

    Private Of Sundered Beliefs

    And a pleasantly tranquil few hours’ silence it had been. Volmar was happy enough while it lasted, being the sort who prefers no talk at all over forced, idle chatter. He’d but watched the scenery shift past as they’d slowly, but surely, followed the land’s descent from low hills and grassy...
  5. Volmar

    Syr Volmar zu Astenvale

    Born as fourth son to the von Liesenbourg line, Volmar isn’t just a spare heir twice redundant. He’s a bastard to boot, the spawn of a castle maidservant who’d had the bad luck to be refreshing the old man’s bedchambers when Lord Helmut returned earlier than expected from a fruitless hunt, only...
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