Requiem Shard

════ ★ XV ★ ════ [/size] "Obviously, you are swelling and it is painful to bear weight, yes?" , called a feminine voice beyond the velvety curtains. Nivellen wouldn't tell anyone how sore her fingers were there in the kitchen, the knife digging easily into the ripe bananas' flesh, wedging...

There was a confident rap at the door, quite unlike the brute pounding which has found its way to her home as of late. "Yes...?" , Nivellen showed her face once the door was pushed just enough. "Good afternoon. Miss Nivellen?" , a dashing young fellow was there, impeccably dress...

════ ★ XIV ★ ════ [/size] The unsteady gait dug crude trenches in the barren road, there had been very little to prepare Nivellen for the ghastly news upon her return to the Fort. “The hospital being closed makes treating patients a pain” , said Ara, the doctor’s enormous frame positively dwarfing ...

"Tell your chap Fursite the sickles stay sharp for damn long" , Nivellen smiled, twirling her ponytail as she approached James. "Now be a dear and pass word to him I need iron for armor rivets, will you? A good, hearty pile, about knee-high" . She waved briefly, retaking her pat...

════ ★ XIII ★ ════ [/size] At a Hearth and Hale table on a neglected yet cozy corner... "I can't stop eating these!" , a blonde woman grinned, nibbling on another spicy olive from the bowl. "Why, thank you, Brit!" , Nivellen brushed her hair from her shoulder, chuckling. "G...

She squinted under the yellow light flooding the shed, her baggy eyes struggling to keep pace with the wooden wheel spinning before her. Nivellen spent more time in her cramped workspace than home lately, trying to occupy her thoughts with something both mundane and familiar. She'd been edgier than...

Nothing would please me more, and I even advocate the period for said sunset to be shortened within the range from 6 to 8 months. Granted, I hold no enmities among the playerbase (at least that I'm aware of) so it might be simpler for me to reinforce this request, but given the overall quality of in...

════ ★ XII ★ ════ [/size] A rolling mist blocked most of her view, yet she wouldn't be able to see anyway: her real flesh self was fast asleep on her bed, wrapped in a blanket and immersed in burning incense, a better kind than the one she gave to the ranger in the briars. Nivellen's conscience tra...