Mara's Adventures Part 1It was late afternoon. It still looked like mid-day though, since there was no hint of the sun setting at all. The trees seemed taller and thicker than ever, and as Bael sat on a branch just outside his girlfriend's house he saw some adventurers walking warily through the bushes, trying to avoid any nearby predators.
In Felarya it seems someone either has a difficult life, or taking it easy. The safe havens and the wilderness contrast so much there is hardly any middle ground. That doesn't mean people in Negav have it easy though. The elf looked up at the bright sky briefly, then down at the lush greenery beneath. The vines tangled through the trees, and the moss covered the rocks and tree trunks.
After a couple months of long hard work at the Mage's Academy and the Guild, there was finally a resting period that allowed him a reprieve. Even though he's risen pretty high in the ranks, being an Archmage is still a stressfull job.
Bael continued to watch them until they passed beyond his
The Sophisticated SuccubusJezel cupped the glass of wine in her hands as she stared at the empty fireplace. Being the middle of summer, it had not been used for several months. Even more, on that particular night, it was the hottest it had been all season. Still, as she lazily fanned herself with her tail, Jezel toyed with the idea of starting a fire.
Jezel was a succubus, though at the moment one would have had a hard time telling. She was curled up with her knees to her chest in a large armchair to the side of the hearth. Her dark wings wrapped around her like a protective cocoon. Her silver-ish purple hair was, bluntly put, a mess. Half of it was flying every which direction, while the other half seemed to attack her face every time she moved her head. She wore a simple night-gown, nothing more than a very long cotton shirt. It covered everything and was incredibly loose, making her look like a heap of linens with a head sticking out. But it was comfortable, and Jezel had a need for comfort tonight.