Recent content by Yelena Ulfbitenn

Protection? If she had the energy, Yelena would have laughed until her lungs burned. But the absurdity of this entire situation had drained her of any trace of humor. Unlike most noble women among the houses, Yelena had never desired the delicate flutter of a fan or the gentle grace of fine...

If the sight of the nearly raw meat hadn’t already churned Yelena’s stomach, Valragn’s words certainly finished the job. The soup Samhradhan had offered her earlier threatened to resurface, much like the darkness that still lingered at the edges of her vision. She shouldn’t have been surprised...

Yelena had never cared much for the opulence of her own home—the overly ornamented details, the bright colors, the overwhelming displays of wealth and status. In fact, she often found the decorations gaudy, unnecessary. But as she walked through these cold, barren stone halls, where bones and...

Yelena’s eyes darted to Samhradhan as he entertained the idea of this... union? These last couple of days were really testing her, calling forth an all-too-familiar sensation she so despised—uncertainty. Even with the O’Scand, the territory had felt known and predictable, despite their...

Yelena might have felt like a fool for being so easily deceived and trapped by none other than her own kin—yet when it came to the now and their current situation, Yelena wasn’t so naive and blind to see they had rather little chances of survival here. She understood the gravity of their...

The moment the man finally stirred up, the firelight danced along his frame, the flames flickering and twisting in ways that made Yelena's heart race. His silhouette seemed to merge with the shadows, and for a brief second, morphing yet again into shapes Yelena so desperately wanted to chase...

Like being washed ashore from the deepest depths of an ocean, Yelena gasped for breath, each inhale long overdue. Drenched in cold sweat, her vision blurred into vague shapes and colors as she swayed on the rough, thatched bed. Every single muscle in her body ached, tightening and releasing as...

I don’t fear anything. That’s what Yelena said—and she truly meant it. For death, pain, or bleeding for a cause were not things she feared. She had never been haunted by nightmares of looming, dark forests or the many malevolent spirits and creatures said to inhabit them. The tales of his...

For a moment, the two ladies stood in silence, gazing at each other like distorted reflections in a mirror, opposites in every way. Then Uallach pulled her hand free from Yelena's grip, breaking the moment. Yelena stepped back, her boots squelching softly in the damp earth. “We need to go...

The captain’s voice filtered through the carriage window, carrying with it the damp, heavy air that clung to every breath and every strand of hair. Inside the carriage, the humidity seemed to press against them like a wall, as though even the air itself had been stolen away. Uallach sat unmoved...

The wind howled through the carriage, seeping through the cracks of its wooden frame as it trundled along the roads. The sea’s bitter breeze carried the salt of the Eirish tides, mingling with the earthy scent of wet soil and the stench of decomposing corpses. Much like the naked trunks of the...

Full Name: Yelena Ulfbitenn Name: Yelenna Surname(s): Ulfbitenn Age: 29 Nickname(s): Lenna, Lenny Sex: Female Appearance: Yelena's sharp, angular features bear a striking resemblance to her father, Euric, with high cheekbones and a strong jawline that give her an air of severity. Her smoky...