A roleplay transcript by Lyrena Auberan and Iskrin Orin'Darr TL;DR - Lyrena confronts Iskrin about his poor judgement over Ke'ntor. :: Lyrena Auberan had arrived to the House of Healing some minutes ago, greeting Master An'Dorel with a nod. The human didn't look all too…
The orc's deep voice arguing with Master An'Dorel woke Iskrin from his sleep. He could hear the two of them bickering over whether or not the orc could visit. "Let him pass, An'Dorel," Iskrin called from his bed. In recent days, his strength had been…
A roleplay transcript by Lyrena Auberan and Iskrin Orin'Darr :: Iskrin Orin'Darr "Malcom you sorry excuse for a human, bring me another beer or I swear to the heavens I'm going to fuck you up," he said, sending the barkeep scurrying down the spiral staircase…
Iskrin stood looking at the crowd around him, his head splitting in pain. Their expressions swam into view, as though a mist was being lifted from his eyes. He could see fear on their faces. He returned their looks with a confused expression, but they…
Iskrin sat massaging the salve into his temples as Master An'Dorel had suggested. The balm was pungent and the lavender smell soothed the tightness in his forehead. Whatever else was in it seemed to seep into his skin and numb the pain a little so…