Upon hearing Kadarus’ request, Sati turned to her sister, the question glimmering clearly in her arctic eyes. The priestess was still reluctant in granting too much of her trust, especially when the...
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Upon hearing Kadarus’ request, Sati turned to her sister, the question glimmering clearly in her arctic eyes. The priestess was still reluctant in granting too much of her trust, especially when the...
“They are scrying for us,” Cassock declared sedately as he burrowed out of the furs, amber eyes were sealed and quavering as he focused on the warbled voice of a distant interlocutor, a feat made...
“I need you, Orarion.”
Suave as it was, the voice had come from the far end of the cavern like a fracas of ice. Where there once was nothing but a wall of sheared rock, warmed by the glow of a...
“The years have been gentle to you, Sati...”
From the moment she was ushered to her plush seat, Natalya had been hesitant, struggling in vain against lips that felt as though sewn shut. The...
Following the arrival of the Coronian refugees, opinions quickly became divided on the Molinari. For some, these new arrivals were as spices to the staleness of the voyage, a dash of diversity amidst...
“Wait, Sapna.”
Footsteps could be heard in the dark, light and hesitant as they scuffed the dust and grit beneath. A short while later, Sati’s face could be seen emerging from the backside of...
Sapna narrowed her gaze, the dreary lassitude of her eyes becoming thin, green slits. "So alike, you and Sati." Always with the questions, always regarding her as this elusive mystery. They were the...
Few had ever seen past her deception, seen what twisted ruin lay beyond a mask that feigned it all. Each transgression against her, or worse against her beloved sister, meant a new wrong to be...
“I am afraid I cannot comply.” The denial came in a husky drawl, breaking the silence of the hours past midnight. Sati had made a salt-crusted crate into a seat, upon which she was perched with...
Those eyes.
Never had she seen eyes so outlandish, eyes that cast so deep a shade of gold. Here, beneath the moon and its spectral rays, they shone as brilliant as suns that stole the night...
Well Rae, I'm up for the initiation whenever. Just that I most likely won't post until friday.
And I've been noticing this for a while, in the title of this thread and Dan's update, but shouldn't...
Well the profiles are a start, but I know they don't actually count. Still, killing a Hight Priest in Salvar is as good a start as any.
Pressure the Hinges: That old Audeamus quest. Killed a...
The sisters would like in again.
There is nothing more telltale than the voice of an avalanche. At first it was faint, as one with the distant growl of wolves, the haunting howls of wind. Yet even as they poured down dunes of...
Closed to Arsène
Sati had always despised the snow. Sweeping across the land in rains or storms, it cast the face of her home in a crude mold of ice, turned everything into a shoddy sculpture of...
Bowstrings snapped as one, launching a salvo of arrows that sought revenge in the hearts and lungs of her soldiers. Sati knew it would come, but there was little she could do to steel herself, if...
When the Fiends had risen from the foothills, so had a great surge of anticipation, strumming at her heartstrings a tune most fit for the warpath. Sati knew that, if that representative had any...
Following the Red Marshal’s stately departure from the table was the redheads’ less-than-decorous exit from the mansion. Doran had seen them off at the entryway with his customary stoicism, lips like...
The following list is not rock, nor metal. It's just better.
The Ink Spots' I Don't Want to Set the World on Fire or Louis Armstrong's A Kiss to Build a Dream On for the Sarasvati Sisters
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‘One, three, five…’ Sati counted the fall of each boulder, listening for the distant rumbles, even feeling the ground shudder from the shockwaves, all the way to the frontlines. There, she sat...
The afternoon sun cast a vibrant shade of sienna over the raised tents and drooping awnings. It was warm enough to draw pearly sheets of sweat on the foreheads of the few remaining soldiers like...
For the first time in days, Sati enjoyed a few hours of undisturbed sleep in the commander’s tent. Ever since she set foot on Corone from the southern coastlines, the priestess had spent her time...
Hexxen Nacht
The Coven [13]
Sati Sarasvati [level 0] See Profile.
Sapna Sarasvati [level 0] See Profile.
Cassock, Dover Patriarch [Hero: level 2+]
Powergroup - Sine Nomine
Team Name - Morituri te Salutant
Team Members -
Rheawien, Individual Competition
Homunculus, 2 vs. 2
Toy Soldier, 2 vs. 2
Magdalena, Gisela
‘Well, well, this Rafe is an arrogant one,’ The woman thought to herself, watching the pump of Virtue’s pink and pudgy cheeks and the slight flare of his nostrils as the newcomer left the flat. Rafe...