Tryst in Tyria

There are times a girl just has to do what she has to do. That includes a move far through the Void to new worlds, new adventures, and new roles to fill. 

Sosarian Heartbreak

Entire post is OOC...

I've been waylaid by life for many years. Since 2018, I've been such a jumble of chaos and relocations that it has almost become the norm by now.

Sunrise to the East

Soft leather shuffles over the stone of the castle, stirring the dust bunnies from their slumber who tumble and cling to the trailing skirts of the Celt's robes. She walks slowly, quietly, her attention not on where her feet pad in the soft leather sandals, but instead focus on the book she carries. 

Still Here

 I am a wee bit detained by that otherworldly being that somehow has control over my activity - but I be around. I be practicin' my ninja skills, lurking about, keeping up with the news of Sosaria an Azeroth as well as Midgard and Novia. The portal through which I can actively participate is limited in its access - a lass can only get so far!

Fret not, I shall return! Sosaria calls to my heart like none other and I long for the scent of the Yew forest! Aye - I shall be there... anon. 

Old Sosarian Tournament o' Chickens

Hear ye! Hear ye!

The newest guardian of ye Old Celtic Village, Duchess of Yew, Mistress o'Light, and Paladin o'Justice; the right honorable and mighty Kirthag DiOrsae, doth wish one and all good tidings for this springtime in Sosaria!

As is her custom, during the Beltain festivals and upon the day of her birth, Kirthag will host an Old Sosarian Tournament o' Chickens!

A Purpose - 4

"She is gone."

A Purpose - 3

Nuzzling the velvet of the foal's coat, Kirthag scritches his ears and breathes in his horsey breath.

"This one will be a runner, Black. He will run with the winds," she utters to the other female.