Lady Rivienne

"Some wounds can be healed with simple stitching, others linger and fester, and soon, eat away at your very core." Slowly turns to see Thaarus. "Don't worry, I am good with my hands." Wait a minute.

Very nice, but what is that thing sticking out of his arm? His boot cuff I think!

"It's getting hot in here, so take off all your clothes.." ♫

:love:

Death was the stench in the air, choking both steed and his huntress. Darkness enveloped them both, though their eyes adjust from the initial shock, though part of her wished she was left ignorant. Something crushed underneath her feet, and within a few steps further, into this den of nightmares, she felt the familiar crunching once more. A gaze is set down, and a bothered expression crossed her features at the realization of what littered the earth. Bones. The sound would resonate into this hollow cavern, much to her dismay, alerting whatever once slumbered within. Relying on her senses, she relaxed her frame and listened to the air, the slightest disturbance would trigger her body to react accordingly. Yet, nothing came, and that fact bothered her, for ahead, she could make out the large figures that remained statuesque under the stalactite that dangled like jagged teeth above. "This is a nest," Rivienne began to step backwards, "..A tomb." A growl, faint at first, swept through the dreaded air, but it came not from the space before her, but behind. Steps that were once quiet were now announcing their presence and with haste. Avenger was first to race toward the sound with a loud wark that pierced the chilled air. The beast swallowed the light from the mouth of the cave as he spreads those leathery wings and rushes toward the smaller creature, who could have easily been plucked into the maws of the wyvern. But, Avenger, knew not the meaning of fear when it came to protect and fight. Rivienne took off behind him, crushing fragments of bone underneath her heels. An arrows were retrieved and fired off in blind succession in hoping that she could pierce through the hide before harm was inflicted upon Avenger, who came to an abrupt stop when a tail swiped at his body, sending him crashing down. His weakened cry was enough to set a fire at her heels. [align=center]"No!--" [/align] Without thinking of her own safety, she wedged herself between the fallen chocobo and the wyvern, whose roar was enough to cause her flesh to boil from heat. The arrows were useless, and without a blade, she had only to depend on her own strength to pull her through. Carvallain knew sending her was suicidal, but it was she who agreed for the sake of Marceloix. That one thought carried her through this and Rivienne began using her bow as a weapon. She swung, and applied enough force behind it, to jerk the dragon's head before it breathed flames upon her. "You will not claim him!" In a fit of rage, she followed her attack with a jerk of the bow upward, trying to stab from underneath its jaw, but impaling him proved to be a fool's errand. At the most, it wounded him and instilled a hunger for Elezen flesh. The wind of its wing caused Avenger's plumage to flutter as Rivienne was knocked into a wall of stone and ice.

Darn it! Well played, Mr. Navarre, well played.

I heard you were ogling, so here's retaliation. Going to stare at you all night. Yvelont's almighty glare. Even the fangirls must agree, it still is a smoldering look.

[video=youtube] And so here we are, lovers of lost dimensions.. Burning supernovas of all sound and sight.. Every touch, a temptation.. And for every sense, a sensation.

Guuurl, you already know how I feel about this. I would be all for it, hopefully encourage others to come on in. We, Elezen, need to have some love too. <3

While listening to Skyrim's OST at work..

Awe, I think the couples marrying (or bonded) would appreciate such a gesture. Good guy Otto comes to the rescue.

Absolutely stunning~ :love:

There is a God.

Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match♪ Haha who to match Yvelont with.. And not get immediately envious!

"How do you feel?" The voice resonates from behind her, and soon, accompanied by the flipping of paperwork in his hands. Scratches, from a quill, are made unto the documentation on his desk. His assistant was taking notes while he surveyed her. "My body has recovered well after a full moon cycle, the wounds no longer carry the reminder of an ache," Rivienne had been sitting at the opposite side of his mahogany desk, watching him as he walked about, though did not share a gaze, yet. He was frowning some, concern was etched on his features. "That is not what I meant, Maiden. Though according to this report, your injuries have indeed healed, miraculous, that. The rest of you, has it mended?" He finally reached for the spine of his seat and pulled it back. Upon seating himself, a fist cushioned his chin. She sets her gaze downward and does not answer immediately, but Rivienne knew his patience was not to be tried so easily. "If you speak of that distraction, worry not, you will no longer hear of him. In regards to what happened in Coerthas -- I am still recovering from that blow." Steely was her gaze when it met his, and under the caress of shadow, her features appeared grim. "I am well aware that you wish to use my knowledge of Coerthas for this assignment, but I don't think I am well prepared for venture there, again." She confessed, and it made his frown deepen. Discomfort was obvious in her posture, the tone of her voice; her body language spoke of worry and, perhaps, a touch of fear. "You were given a direct order, Maiden, your evaluation has proven that you are fit, and right of mind, to continue. What the Ixal are doing, the activity happening here is somehow mirrored there as well, according to a few sources. This has caused concern, you and I both know the importance in preserving the peace." He sat back, watching her features, reading her like a volume. "As do all Serpents," Rivienne whispered; her body was tense and thoughts of what took place, on the snow-kissed fields, replayed horrible images on the reel of her mind. "This won't be a personal adventure of yours, and this isn't a punishment for your disappearing act before. You are one of the few that can infiltrate a camp, under such conditions, without being seen; such skills are crucial for this mission. I need you to monitor them, track down any strange behavior to its source. I have a man out there ready to receive you and Avenger without drawing attention." He paused and leaned over the desk, making sure their eyes did not tear away from each other. "I am well aware the hornet's nest you stirred. I rather not see you clinging to life, again."

I need to jump in on this shipping business.

I say that is pretty accurate on how it went down.

Always wonderful to see fellow City of Heroes players. Brings back a sense of nostalgia. But yes, welcome!

Oh, what a delightful idea, I'll send you a message when I get home.

[video=youtube] This piece never fails to tug at my heartstrings.

Ah put me down as a bard! Surprise me when it comes to the alliance, she is going to be blushing either way at the end. Haha, she will be standing out among all these Hyur.

And revel in Rivienne's embarrassment? Ah sure. Why not. Someone has to take one for the Elezen ladies, mm?

Awe, lacking Elezen.

Stars explode into a myriad of colors. This soul seeks solace underneath the tapestry of the heavens. Though her heart is heavy, and solitude has been reinstated in her life, she finds joy in watching others rejoice during these festivities.