Claire Talon
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For Eyren, the seconds ahead of a battle are ever ones of storming sensations and uncertain anticipations. She does have her training which has steeled her better than most for how one deals with the nervousness and the doubt in the face of death, but one can never be 100% clear on how one's body will respond, which she knows all too well. There have been moments where she's stumbled at the last breath, or taken a risk when she really should've stepped back and calculated her options. Reevaluation isn't…-
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Their journey outwards did get off in due time. It wasn't a walk in the park, all things considered, not like Eyren may have partially been anticipating. Although Imtoryat does hold a manner of noble status, her guards were not so ecstatic to simply let her trot off minus a solitary - and dependable - defensive unit. Eyren did not count. They had argued against her for no less than an hour, contending that her sister Shayuri would be furious should none of them be accompanying her in the wilds. Imtoryat…
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Eyren's stay in Bisakho-Shivot is being prolonged somewhat further, and it would seem that the task at hand may be both lucrative and eventful, whilst not necessarily straying into combat. Having to make preparations, Imtoryat had petitioned Eyren to linger in the house, and the ex-knight therefore agreed to spend the night. Given that this is a reasonably sizable construction, they wouldn't have to rest in the same quarters anyhow, even if Eyren wouldn't complain, but having her own room did sound…
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Upon the chitchat in the lobby coming to a close, Imtoryat has invited Eyren deeper within the lodgings that she boasts and tags along with her to a separate room which the knight would judge as a study. The walls in this fairly neat and tidy quarters are chockfull of shelves that contain all manner of tomes and scrolls, not to mention a handful of posters, paintings and images which Eyren can't identify whatsoever being pinned to the wall with its striped wallpaper. A couple of colorful armchairs are…
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The middle of the sixth month eta-Spirinta (Breath), the last month of summer, 151 years after the impact of the Fallen Black Star Summer has been burning hotly across the continent for weeks at this point. This is a foundation which is ever the most notable within the central and southern regions, due to their placements closer to the warm sea, and to some, that they are the foremost blessed by both Renu'bal and Amakko. Eyren, who is presently cruising through northeastern Saraspoyor, the western…
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The tempest had passed and the shadow over Dezasha descended. A smatter of days past the struggle against Ozdemir-turned-Herdbrand, Eyren and Malkiz have both to varying degrees recuperated, and in this period they've been resting inside the quarters which the latter arranged in her role as lady Zarqui. Eyren's recovery span was far shorter than Malkiz's, predominantly due to her Fateworn abilities, which turned out to be a mind-twister for Malkiz, who has remained fairly sore. In the latest sessions, the…
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Darkness and the earliest stages of night have fallen upon Dezasha as Malkiz and Eyren encroach on the elected complex of their probing. Besides the dimensions of the setting, Eyren wouldn't judge that this warehouse is any more special than its neighbors. It stands roughly two stories tall, so it has that going for it, but the wooden construction, the tiled roof with the curved corners and the low-lying wall around it doesn't make it stand out noticeably. Then again, there are a couple of guards…
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The civic stint in Dezasha marches on with no end in sight. Having used the past two days lingering in this simulated adaptation of 'investigating' which she agreed on with Malkiz, Eyren supposes that the main angle she's been subsumed in is staying out of sight. She has wandered about, of course, spoken with strangers and locals in various nooks and crannies, but none of it has really amounted to a whole lot. And why would it? She's not really meant to solve a great mystery per se. The real task laid…
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Night has approached, the sounds of bustling crowds diminished and the waves of traders, workers and guards cutting across the streets are not as intrusive, nor visible. The daily clatter which affects plenty of the general populace during the city's waking hours has dispersed, being replaced rather by the more discreet tones of the dark, where youngsters, elderly and those drawn into early mornings do not roam.This is not to liken the city to a complete stillness, deprived of people speaking their minds,…
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The cushy stay at that extravagant inn had to come to a close eventually. Eyren had assented to settle for the night on a second bed inside the quarters Malkiz had rented for herself in her claimed role, but once it was up, Eyren headed out to make strides in the operation she's signed with the spy, which would imply keeping her eyes open. Razz had appeared to be fairly unbothered where she had to loiter amid Eyren's slumber in the inn, having not been touched by any of the guards who had been stationed…
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