Niviene Larethian

Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2021-02-13 16:21:00

Detention

Niviene glared at the bruisers on either side of her while they, with an air of familiar boredom, sat sharpening their blades. She rubbed the sore spot on her arm gingerly, certain a bruise was forming where one of the men had grabbed her to drag her away from the portal.

At the sound of approaching footsteps her guards scrambled to their feet, snapping to attention. Bishop Lancaster sneered down at the priestess, “Of course it would be you Sister Larethian.” the title he’d used dripping with sarcasm and malice. “You have ever been a problem for the cathedral, from the first day you came to Stormwind.”

Niviene’s eyes widened slightly, making the bishop give a mirthless chuckle, “Oh yes. I know all about you. You married...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2021-01-19 01:17:00

The Will of the Light

“I’m here to see Bishop Lancaster, he sent for me.” Niviene said to the third priest she’d been directed to, her voice taking on an impatient edge. It had been ages since she’d been to the Stormwind Cathedral and longer still since anyone there had thought to ask for her specifically. Unable to determine what the summons was about, the priestess had agreed to make the journey to the capital, certain she would be home before the school day was over.

“He’s just through there.” the priest motioned vaguely toward a door, his expression harried and dour. Niviene opened her mouth to speak but the man glowered at her and walked away. With a sigh the priestess walked through the indicated door, startled to see a bustle of...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-15 23:13:00

Searching for Clues

Classes weren’t over yet, the children wouldn’t be home for another hour or so, still Niviene looked over her shoulder, half expecting to hear their footsteps on the stairs at any minute. She shook her head, not for the first time, admonishing herself for the guilt she felt. What she was doing wasn’t really wrong. She was the girl’s mother after all.

Still the priestess hesitated before finally dropping to her knees and pulling the quilt back to peer beneath the bed. Nothing. She sat back on her heels for a moment, scanning the room. She knew what it was like to hide things as a child. She’d been forced to hide her own dolls from her grandmother lest they be destroyed. Toys were a waste of time, grandmother had said, a...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-07 21:39:00

Flower Delivery - Alternate Character: Zarastirra

“The flowers are as lovely as always Zara, thank you for bringing them.”

“You’re quite welcome doctor. I like to think they bring joy to the patients here, it’s such a dismal place after all. I don’t know how my sister stood it.” Zarastirra answered, a soft smile taking the sting from her words.

The doctor’s gaze hardened for a moment but he merely nodded, “And how is your sister these days?” he asked.

The woman glanced up from the vase she was placing flowers in, her brow furrowed slightly, “She does well. She is quite lucid. You would never know she had ever been ill.” Zara returned to the flowers, her fingers lingering on the bright red petals of the blood thistle she included in every bouquet she...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-07 21:12:00

Questioning the Teacher

The woman sat across from the headmistress, her dark, shadow green hair shimmering strangely in the lamplight. Her face was still, like a dusky gray porcelain doll, with only the occasional blink. She listened intently, trying to determine where this line of questioning would take her, wondering if the shoe she’d been waiting to to drop was finally falling.

Niviene watched the alchemy teacher, looking for a hint of emotion but there was none, and it left the priestess more than a little unnerved, “I understand she has been spending time with you, more time than her classes require.” she paused then gave the woman a tentative smile, “Is my daughter showing an interest in potions?”

Nelandrys nodded, “Yes mistress, she is...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2020-06-04 00:56:00

When Little Girls Play

Niviene walked through the hallway with the laundry basket perched on her hip, her mind listing out the remaining chores that had to be done before she could start dinner, when she thought she saw something cross in front of her. She stopped, sky blue eyes scanning the top of the stairs, but she saw only shadows. Slowly she turned to look to the other end of the hall, only to see sunbeams streaming through the window and Max, her fat orange tabby cat, fast asleep in their warmth.

“Imaging things I guess.” She muttered to herself as she made her way toward the stairs with her basket. As she passed Korissa’s room, she could hear her daughter whispering. The priestess thought nothing of it, a child playing pretend with her dolls....

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-06-24 22:16:00

Take Care

Niviene paced the office, wringing her hands and casting the occasional look at the young man who sat passively in the chair opposite her desk.

“Why in the world would anyone think he could be guilty? How could they arrest him? Everyone knows Bragh, they know he’s a paladin in the employ of the Cathedral.”

Erik didn’t bother answering, he knew the priestess well enough to know that she wasn’t really speaking to him, she was thinking aloud. And working herself up into a temper. He didn’t know yet if she planned to go to Stormwind but he certainly wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of the petite blonde’s anger. Not that he wouldn’t mind being there to enjoy the show.

“Did they get Shadowbreaker? What did he...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-06-07 16:31:00

Fumbles and Phobias

It had been Niviene’s habit for years now to continue on across the bridge that connected Duskwood and Westfall, circling down one embankment and up there other, verifying the stability of the structure as well as searching for evidence of suspect activity. On more than one occasion such an inspection had helped the members of the Shrouded Dawn get a jump on the bad guys and thwart them before they could do a great deal of harm.

Tonight had been like any other night. Braghaman had arrived at the square in Darkshire first and by the time the priestess was able to get there a newcomer had arrived. Highlord Quint stood, his golden armor shining in the dying light of the evening, the two paladins deep in discussion of events across the...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-06-05 15:05:00

New People and Places

Niviene watched the children as she walked down the hall, the new assistant dean at her side. Unaccustomed as they were to a woman wearing anything other than a modest, serviceable dress or heavy armor, they were somewhat taken aback by the woman dressed from head to toe in leather. Some of the children cast covert glances while others outright stared, until they realized that the headmistress was looking at them. It wasn’t that the newcomer’s clothes were menacing or risque, it was just an uncommon sight at Darkshire Academy.

The two women walked through the building, Niviene explaining the layout of classes, the daily schedules, and what one could expect from a typical day at the school until finally they stopped at a door on the...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-04-25 19:23:00

Maternal Instinct

The thing sat limp in the draenei's hand, a gelatinous blob with barbed tentacle that hung like the dripping entrails of a gutted deer. Niviene paled at the sight of it, her fair complexion turning to near parchment white. She moved to stand closer to Bragh, slipping her hand into his, seeking comfort in his strength.

The priestess watched in horrified fascination as Daciana tied the tentacled thing around her head like a bandana; it was all Niviene could do to keep her supper down at the sight. The draenei stood in the center of the group, turning to look at each of them. After a few moments Daci declared every one free of the parasite that took control of the mind of its host. And everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Daci paused in...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-04-22 20:34:00

Tesclina Kotarra - New Home

“Your father is quite livid dear one. He has vowed to hunt you down and take back the money you stole from him.” the succubus draped herself against the door frame, her glowing eyes half closed with pleasure.

Tesclina shrugged as she continued to unpack one of the heavy wooden crates that littered the room. The demon moved a step closer, “He vows to have you committed.” Again Tes shrugged. The succubus smiled, her voice dropping into a seductive purr, “For good.” she added.

The redhead stopped at this, straightening, she turned her head slowly, looking over her shoulder at the demoness. “He’s all bluster. He’s insured, he’ll recoup the money in no time then raise his prices to offset the lose. He’ll hire some...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-03-31 13:59:00

The Only Thing Constant is Change

Niviene stepped out of the solicitor’s office, her head reeling at how quickly it had all been done. They had only discussed a few weeks ago. The decision hadn’t come easily, there were more than a few sleepless nights as she went over the different scenarios and possible repercussions in her mind but in the end they had both agreed that this is what they wanted. This was what was best for the family.

Her steps took her mechanically to the gryffin master and the man, recognizing her, had sent her on her way, his brow creased with worry. It had been ages since the priestess was too distracted to spend a moment or two in small talk, inquiring about his children. Whatever it was it certainly had her head somewhere else.

When the...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-03-27 02:25:00

Accepting a Loss

The afternoon sun came streaming through the lace curtains, leaving dappled shadows across the kitchen table. Niviene glanced around the room, taking in the hustle and bustle of the women preparing the evening meal, listening to the laughter and lively conversation that practically bounced off the walls of the room. She turned sky blue eyes to the woman who sat across from her then looked down into her tea cup, “Are you sure this is what you want to do?”

Venibeth nodded, her speech a little rushed, “Yeah. I can’t stay there. There’s too many reminders. I know it’s silly. I know he might come home. But the place is so big and the forge… it looms out there, silently judging me. I just can’t.” she shuddered slightly and...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-03-23 14:21:00

Happy Birthday!

The house was quiet, everyone was still sleeping except her. She climbed up on the window seat and pulled back the flowered curtains to look down into the garden below. Momma’s flowers had just started blooming, the ones that were brave enough and strong enough to come out while the mornings were still cold that is. Korissa knew she shouldn’t touch those flowers, momma needed them for the special inks she made for the man who painted pictures on people’s skin, like the angel wings he put on daddy.

Kori slipped down from the seat and rummaged through her drawers, finding some clothes that would be warm, wool socks that came up over her knees, a thick linen underdress and a wool overdress, topped by a thick knitted sweater. She...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-02-28 01:00:00

Preparing for Spring

She stepped into the garden, blue eyes scanning the dead flowers and withered vines before turning her gaze to the sky. A few hours left before sundown she reckoned, long enough to clean the remnants of last year’s bounty and make way for what spring had to offer.

Niviene knelt by a flower bed, an empty basket at her side, her pruning shears in her lap as she reached out to touch the dark earth beneath the remains of her garden. She closed her eyes and let the dirt sift between her fingers willing enchantments of health and prosperity into the soil, envisioning large blossoms, flourishing in the dappled sunlight that filtered through the heavy canopy of trees that gave Duskwood its name. She pictured colorful butterflies flitting...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-01-29 01:12:00

Sacrifices - Tesclina Kotara

"It started when I was a child. One of my brothers dared me to walk along the banister of the third floor landing, I did and then I fell. I died. Obviously the priests were able to bring me back but my legs were in pretty bad shape.” Tesclina shrugged her shoulders, “Father sent me away to a sanitarium where I was taught to walk again.” she narrowed her eyes, “It was there that they started, the voices.”

Tes turned away from her audience to pace across the rough floor, “I tried telling the doctors but that was a bad idea, they all thought i was crazy. I told father. I thought he would make the voices go away. That’s what daddies do after all, take care of their little girls.” she gave a self deprecating smirk, “Not my...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-01-26 18:12:00

Meeting with Father - Tesclina Kotara

Tesclina stared at the highly polished desktop that separated her from her father, her eyes absently following the whorls of the wood grain while he studied her. “Your doctors gave a good report on your progress. They believe you have made a complete recovery and I am very pleased to hear it. It’s been a damned nuisance having you out of commission.”

“You shouldn’t have had me committed then.” she replied, raising her gaze to settled on the man who sat opposite her.

“Yes. well if you hadn’t displayed such destructive behavior I wouldn’t have been forced to. One does not go about slaying demons in the city streets after all.” he glared at her, his distaste for her plain on his face.

Tes shrugged, “You do if...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2019-01-20 13:19:00

Release - Tesclina Kotara

((The following is for an alt that I haven't played in ages but I love her back story and I want to explore it more. I hope you like it.))

The carriage gleamed in the early morning sun, the matched bay geldings standing idle as the coachman descended his seat and moved to open the carriage door. He stood patiently for several moments, watching the people passing by until he heard the hospital doors open and a soft voice call his name.

Mr. Brinkman looked up the stairs at his young mistress, his gut knotting when he saw her wane features though he covered the reaction with the stoic air of the hired help. “Miss Tess, you’re looking well.” he said as the woman walked down the steps and stood a few feet from him.

“Don’t lie...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2018-12-03 16:36:00

Intruders

Insomnia was not a problem Niviene usually experienced. It was easy to fall asleep with Braghaman’s warmth beside her, easy to slumber through the night knowing she was safe in his arms. So when she woke in the wee hours of the morning, heavy with a sense of foreboding, the priestess couldn’t ignore the feeling.

She rose quietly, slipped from the room and padded on barefeet to make a circuit of the house, checking the windows and doors before moving upstairs to check the children who were nestled in their beds, sleeping soundly. She paused at the base of the stairs, taking a moment to take stock of the wards that surrounded the house; all were intact, nothing seemed amiss.

As she entered the bedroom Bragh cracked an eye open,...

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Niviene Larethian
Niviene @niviene#104
2018-11-24 13:50:00

Seeing

Niviene glared at the woman sitting across from her, the woman looked back with an air of obstinance, her blue eyes narrowed, her brow furrowed. The priestess looked closely at the woman’s features, trying to trace the furrows of grief and pain in her eyes and the lines of her face.

She wondered if anyone who looked at her might read the trials her own life had taken. Could they see that she’d been married twice before, both men leaving her for something they considered better? Could they see that she was a mother though she’d never given birth? Could they see the shadows that lurked beneath the surface, always ready to seep through her consciousness, to shrine through the blue of her eyes, making them gray pools of madness?

If...

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