A LITTLE WHITE LIEA fledgling knight struggling with the truth crosses paths with a prodigal daughter homeward bound.
Syr Osytha & Xenovia
Early 349 EOD
“Y’know, th’ quess-chyun — righ’? Th’ ques-*urp*-ssschyun I have, is, is: is this.
“Wha’ the fuck. Y’know?”
“Uhuh,” says Frank...
HUSH, O BABE
While the red bee hums
The silent twilight’s fall.
Syrs Helena, Innis, Faramund, & Osytha
Summer of 352 EOD
A continuation of Now Hands That Build
Quite possibly no other knight has ridden so far, nor so hard, in search of a flower.
Hurt-sickle. Also goes by basket flower...
NOW HANDS THAT BUILD
But the dead are still just as dead
A… something thread, with Syr Faramund and Syr Osytha
This isn’t right.
Osytha should be allowed to ride her own horse. It’s her horse, damn it. Do they know how long it took to get Forbítter’s trust? Weeks and months of daily effort...
HOME AWAY FROM HOME
Rustic hospitality comes to aid a weary soul or two
Slice of life featuring Momoshiro Komori and Syr Osytha
It’s a fine, autumn morning, by Osytha’s standards.
The clear and cold sky feels like you could fall right into it if you stared long enough. She sees the Wayfarer...
SYR OSYTHA
North Ilica — Kingdom of Altalusia — Knights of Anatheum — Sanctum of Dusk — Knight Sworn
Interested in:
Knighting it up with her knight pals
Adventure!
Intrigue!
Slice of life!
Tragedy! :(
Shenanigans! :)
…& probably more. You can always ask!
Open to romance/mature themes if they...
I. HistoryBe told: an act of violence and a death described herein.
Osytha was born on a chilly Noniruth morn in 324 EOD, to Merifrith, the local midwife of Hræfn Leah, in the Kingdom of Altalusia. The girl never knew her father, Syr Grymmund; he had been a brave and daring Knight of Anatheum...
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