1. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    "Aye, a girl. They gonna name her Ella." The corner of her mouth twitching up. Venla raised her mug at his congratulations. "Thank you.” she said, and knocked back a mouthful of the bitter ale. Venla watched him over the rim of her mug. Auntie, gods that made her feel old... This place is about...
  2. Venla Thiel

    Private Crule

    Venla raised her brows just slightly at the question, then let out a soft, amused breath through her nose. “I’m certain.” she said softly. Trollkarlar might master the winds and the veil, but they still couldn’t read the simplest of woman’s glances. “No strange signs, no glowing hands...” She...
  3. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    Venla let out a low, humorless chuckle, her gaze met Willard’s. "Herbalist? Monster hunter?" She smiled, shaking her head. "No, just someone trying to get home." Her fingers curling around the mug that she had been served. Nothing dramatic, just... life.. “I was visiting my sister. She just had...
  4. Venla Thiel

    Open The Inn at the Crossroads

    “Could have half my face bashed in and I'd wager I still look a sight better than you.” Her eyebrows lifting as the pair tossed barbs at each other like boys in a training yard. Over which of them had the more pretty face. "The Eight save us..." she muttered, half-laughing. "We’ve not had this...
  5. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    'Do you see the man here with us?' Venla stared at Willard. Then she gave a low, humorless huff, more breath than a laugh. "Right. If he was here, I wouldn’t be sitting so comfortably." she shot back. "Broad-shouldered, built like someone who spent his life at an anvil." she began. She...
  6. Venla Thiel

    Open The Inn at the Crossroads

    Venla’s green eyes lingered on the two knights. Folk like that never came through in pairs. Not unless something foul’s on the wind. She let out a slow breath through her nose. The ginger fetched a wooden mug from beneath the bar. Her fingers, nimble from years of work. She murmured, " 'Thou...
  7. Venla Thiel

    Open Up in flames [M]

    A lucky spot. "Keep her safe" the man had said. Venla felt the child’s small hand pressed against hers like a weight. She wrapped her arm around the child. Venla nodded, as if to confirm she would do as the man had asked. She crouched lower, tucking the girl behind her Her own fingers were...
  8. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    “I took the shortcut.” she muttered. “Old deer trail between Arrowdale and here. It’s faster than going the road and over the bridge." While she talked her index finger traveled across the map. Showing him the trail that cuts across the low marsh and then climbs a ridge. Many had stopped using...
  9. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    Shroud Fiends. Corruption and blight. And he said it like someone commenting on the weather. Venla stiffened. How could he speak of it so easy? Like it was something far-off. Like it hadn’t stared at her through the trees. The red head said nothing for a moment. Just breathed. In. Out. Her...
  10. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    The pair of green eyes dropped to the spot his finger touched. She leaned forward. Her fingers grazed the lines of the map, her thoughts trailing behind them. Feeling the ridges of the ink under her skin. That must be Arrowdale, she recognized the shape of the crossroad, the way the buildings...
  11. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    Raindrops beading on her lashes, her chest rising and falling like she had not yet stopped running. Her eyes darted to the map, then to the man, then to the map. Then back at the man again, this calm, polite creature with his fine maps and polished speech. She looked at him properly then...
  12. Venla Thiel

    Open Up in flames [M]

    The archers, positioned on high ridges in the forest on different sides of the road. Venla could hear the low twang of bowstrings pulling back. Her body felt the promise of death as the arrows were released. Then, as if Fate decided to tip the scale, some arrows faltered mid-flight. One snapped...
  13. Venla Thiel

    Private Crule

    Venla watched, her eyes wide with admiration as the wind swirled around. Obeying his very command. Her gaze climbed over the tattoos running from his jaw, the strange symbols etched across his face. They marked someone who had walked a different path of life, who had seen the world in ways she...
  14. Venla Thiel

    Open The Inn at the Crossroads

    She watched him with a faint smile as he took a reckless swig of the spirits, the flush creeping up his face. Venla stood beside Castor's table, waiting for his answer. She glanced over her shoulder when the door flung open again. Travelers usually came from the road with hunger in their bellies...
  15. Venla Thiel

    Private Keep Your Head Down

    The heavy oak door slammed open with force that it bounced its hinges. A wind smelling of evening and damp earth rushed in. Venla stood in the doorway, her chest rising and falling with the weight of her run. Snow and mud streaked the hem of her skirts. She shut the door behind her, leaning her...
  16. Venla Thiel

    Private Crule

    He wasn’t just any man. Trollkarl. The thought of him being one of them, men with the power to weave the shroud, made her pulse quicken slightly. He was clearly no one to be trifled with. Magic could tear apart the very fabric of nature itself. “You train magic?!” she said slowly with...
  17. Venla Thiel

    Private Crule

    Venla stayed on her knees, the cold sinking into her bones like a thing with teeth. The lake was dead beneath her. Her hands pressed lightly to the frozen surface. When the bird landed near her in a hush of frost, she finally lifted her head. Venla's gaze settled on the bird, a perfect thing of...
  18. Venla Thiel

    Open Up in flames [M]

    Shields, swords, spears, and daggers lay scattered among the dead and dying. Venla barely thought before snatching up a spear, its iron tip dark with blood. It felt awkward in her hands, heavier than she expected. She was not a warrior, she had not spent years drilling with weapons. A sudden...
  19. Venla Thiel

    Open The Inn at the Crossroads

    Arrowdale was a small hamlet, so small it was barely marked on any map. Its dirt paths wound between weathered cottages, their thatched roofs patched and re-patched against the elements. Life here was harsh but steady. Her gaze flicked over the man as he collapsed into the chair. The rickety...
  20. Venla Thiel

    Open Up in flames [M]

    Trigger warning: violence, gore, death, attempted sexual assault The first thing Venla felt was pain. Sharp and pounding somewhere deep inside her skull. She blinked and grimaced at the bright daylight flashing as she opened her eyes. The world was a blur of mud, blood, and black smoke. The...
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