[01:52:19]Aleyna sulks nearby, but doesn't try too hard to be as quiet as she can be. She sometimes rustles grass and pads quietly behind him.

[01:53:04]Wilhiem strolls up to one of the murlocs, easily darting in and catching it by the throat. Life drains quickly and easily from the creature- and it is sentient, so four times the kick. Another and ( Read more... )

[21:00:53]Auspice shifts slightly to the side. "Wil, when I met you, I thought you wanted me to help you leave the violence you indulged in behind. I saw the tears and the anguish that it wrought you firsthand, closer than anyone else had seen before."

[21:01:33]Wilhiem licks his lips. "Is- that what you think it entailed?"

[21:02:07][Auspice] ( Read more... )

[00:02:01]Wilhiem snorts. "I don't wear 'panties', what kind of slang is that!"

[00:02:29][Aleyna] says: Sure you do. You must! Frilly, uncomfortable, and knotted.

[00:02:42][Aleyna] says: That's the only way to explain your demeanor some days.

[00:03:53]Wilhiem snarls at her, but doesn't respond otherwise. He shifts around uncomfortably- then swears ( Read more... )

[23:58:28][Aleyna] says: Remember that gnome?

[23:59:21][Wilhiem] says: Hard to forget.

[23:59:27][Wilhiem] says: What did you do to the poor thing?

[23:59:42]Wilhiem shuffles about.

[23:59:56][Aleyna] says: I didn't do anything! I kept up my act and let him audition. He's pretty good, all told. I hope he comes by for the real thing.

[00:00:15 ( Read more... )

“So, a little bird once told me a story.”

“You drop the accent when you tell stories?”

“I drop the accent when I need to, and often, an accent marks a man when a man would rather remain unmarked. Will y’listen or complain?”

“I like complaining.”

“I know. We both do. We are ev’n more alike now, and it’s kind of frightening.”

“The little bird…”

“The ( Read more... )

Wilhiem: What did you do to the gnome?

[20:27:07]Wilhiem is to the point.

[20:27:23]Aleyna takes a drink, "He threatened me and Kyrita."

[20:27:33][Wilhiem] says: With what?

[20:27:59][Aleyna] says: It's a better story if I tell it from start to finish.

[20:28:11][Wilhiem] says: A gnome - threatening? And go ahead, I am a /wonderful/ listener.
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Here's some background info:

Some time ago, during shadow-minglings, Wil realized that Moira, despite her being an elf, will most likely die before him. The thought terrified him, so he started a plan: to create, through shadow-saturation and frequent scans of her system, a perfect copy of the woman at the back of his mind. He wanted to preserve her ( Read more... )

..."After Mah'rat - you don't know what happened in there, and to some degree, neither did I." She draws her lips together, then glances out over the escarpment once more. She shivers, though not from cold.

"I- I just- no, I wouldn't know. A-and what's happening here is different, though, not as important than what you have here. I'd- like to help ( Read more... )

[Chunks and pieces of observational notes from Wil's notebooks.]

“Shadow is gathered from the living beings - it is, simply, concentrated and detached life as pulled against its (ultimate) will for the purposes of the caster. It, as opposed to Fel and Light-based energies, gathered from the inside of the person. It is, therefore, the purest and ( Read more... )

When Wil returns, the first thing he'd see if Dandelion curled up and tucked in, in front of the hearth as usual. There's a serving of the ribs he had left for Wil, warm by the fire. Moira's off somewhere upstairs - the periodic thump of her staff can beheard through the floorboards.

Wil shuffles, cautiously, his shoulders still slumped by the ( Read more... )