Tag: Ashraen Ven'Dala x 2

Rare is the sight of the brilliant paladin without her armor, rarer still to catch her standing in the dancing light cast from stained glass walls. Glistening golden tresses lacking their usual blue headdress. Reverent steps on cobbled stone carry her forward, vibrant colors dancing across the bare arms and face of the woman with every movement. Chilled fingers trailed along the ends of wooden pews, worn from years of kneeling and tears.

A pure devout to the light, lost and wandering when presented with a second chance at life. 

Jade eyes cast themselves down to the stonework beneath her footfalls.

Pure.

Was this a word she could even use to describe herself anymore? Most days she couldn't even recognize who she had been before...

Pale twilight shone between the leafy trees leading up to the dark and still house. It's eerily soothing glow caressing the upturned face of the void male perched on his small private porch. Mismatched eyes closed to the heavens as he remain cross legged on the stonework just beyond his door hands tucked into his lap as he simply sat and listened. 

The evening at the tavern had been entirely too stressful, from one moment to the next there were entirely too many people and too much happening. A majority of the trouble revolving once again around Melisande's knight in prickly armor. A scowl crossed the Ren'dorei's face as his meditation landed on the snide face of the male, he shook it from his mind with a mild shift of his head. 

Peace....