Recent content by Réalta Folaithe

The air surrounding the she-fiend was thick of abysmal cold and dark will, twisted in manner so perverse the very being resembled a demon rather than anything spawned of Terra Firma. A matching monster to the cruelty and bleak nature of Eirelunn. Her eyes remained fixed to the darkness beyond...

The Queen's head tilted to the side, as the King's words were spoken harshly. Her pale face expressing no mortal emotion, to their echoes. Her black eyes no longer having pupils with which to focus the vision that now travelled beyond the reaches of matter. Her hearing no longer made of flesh...

Cold was the shrouding mist that reigned over the sharp stones of the ravine. The long claws caressed the edges, cutting the hanging moss in their touch, as the ethereal pacing of the feather-dressed She-Druid brought her out of the narrows, to the openning where the hunched Fey squatted over...

CAW CAW CAW The blood-drenched mud was a garden of the crows that feasted upon the dead and dying. Some of the fallen, spiked by arrows shot from above the walls or half-melted by the acid poured upon them while they climbed the siege ladders, became alive, by the twitching and shaking caused...