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Lasair’s eyes went wide as she stared at the little ice crystals forming in the air. She didn’t want to get impaled! Why was it every time she hung around humans she got attacked, punched,...

Lasair let out a feeble little cough and slowly raised her head. She saw Godhand almost halfway across the bedroom a sprawl and tangle of limbs and vlince cloth. He seemed to be in far better shape...

Lasair blinked in surprise at the…uhh, person? called Aurelius. She’d honestly never had someone talked to her like that before. She’d been yelled at--heck she’d been in countless screaming matches...

“Oh, I’ll have some more fire water, please! Straight up, no diluting it with any real water, and Godhand would like another pint of ale, since he already finished the other one!” Lasair told the bar...

Lasair glanced around the crowded bar filled with all sorts of humans, tall and short, drunk and sober and plenty of those in between. She’d been in plenty of places like this before, they were the...

Lasair looked up at the imposing structure some hundred feet away from her. It was big. Like really, really big and surrounded by a lot of grass and a huge fence that apparently kept all the cute...

“Oh no, oh no, oh no! This definitely isn’t good!”

Lasair stared down at the circle before her and the concoction of items she had thrown together hoping to make, well, it was kind of hard...

Lasair knew a bit about sigils. And by knowing a bit, she thought they looked pretty and sometimes made very nice tattoos. Though that really depended on where they were placed and who the artist was...

The giant rock-man seemed even stronger than Godhand, or maybe he only appeared strong because he was so much bigger. She didn’t know, but the two of them worked well together. They systematically...

Lasair smiled at the man before her. She had been right! There was dragon within him. Only half the amount that a regular Draconian had, which probably made sense considering the way he looked. She...

What may have been originally mistaken for greed in the eyes of Eric Anglekos was not greed at all, at least not to this Fae.

“Oh, it’s so shiny!” Her up beat voice seemed to just echo around the...

Lasair’s mind filled with thoughts of shiny things. Not the kinds of shiny things that most people thought about. Of course not, because Lasair was not most people. She thought about pretty...

(Closed)


It was a bright and sunny day. No clouds lined the jewel blue sky or Corone on this day, nope, not a single one. Instead, the sun shone high and mighty like the face of some God forever...

At this point, most of the tavern lay in silence. A few conversations drifted from the recesses of the farther booths and tables, too lost in their own meanderings to bother with what was going on....

(Closed)



Father Learing sighed. His neck hurt, his eyes stung and the ink pot he dipped his quill into made a rather ominous sound. Reaching forward and wrapping his stiff fingers around the...

It was quite obvious to Lasair that the little mod knight did not want to be in this battle. He kept trying to run away from it. He never really got anywhere though. His little legs moved, running in...

“You know, Lasair, it might not be that great an idea to listen to floating text that randomly appears out of nowhere and directs you towards a man that seemingly floats in the air with information...

Lasair Anubail felt her heart pounding erratically in her chest. The caged bird that it had turned into began fluttering uncontrollably as she felt the shake of adrenaline flowing through her every...

She felt tired, exhausted even. She no longer knew what time of the day it was, let alone what day. Everything just blurred together into a draining mess that left her feeling weak and without...

I wouldn't mind joining with this character. I'm sure she'd fit in rather nicely into a silly quest. ^^

Lasair calmly dipped the cloth into the cool bowl of water. She kneaded it, swishing the water around and letting it lap at her fingers and hand. Drawing the sopping cloth from the ceramic bowl, she...

Lasair felt bad. She hadn’t really understood what the man was doing when he attacked that poor, innocent woman. She’d thought he was a bad man, another one of those guys just out to kill someone...

That coveted peacefulness shattered. It broke upon the ground and scattered, like so many pieces of glass. In one moment the jovial carelessness of the tavern evaporated into a tense silence so thick...

There came a point in almost everyone’s life where they sat back and took a long hard look at where they stood, wondering how they could have ever gotten there. All of their choices laid bare...

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Name: Lasair Anubail
Age: 86
Sex: Female
Race: Fae
Height: 4’9