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Smerdle rolled 1 100-sided dice:
60
Total: 60 (1-100)
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 Posted: Sat May 18, 2013 11:09 pm
Character: Eanah
Stage: Adept
Luck: 14
Dragon: Kiandri
Success rate: 51 - 100
Win: 20(25/20) = 25 XP
+1 LUK
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 1:41 pm
She had never wanted anything more than to leave Eowyn for good. Unfortunately, her fall had left her with pains and dizzy spells that even she couldn't ignore, so she stayed, at least until the combined healing efforts of Leyn and herself got her solidly back on her feet.
It was quite uncomfortable in the tent these days, but he wouldn't let her venture very far from its immediate vicinity alone, so she was forced to endure his presence today out on the sands. Eanah could almost feel his frown on her back as she returned to Kiandri territory, but he didn't try to stop her from doing so. Maybe he thought she would give up and turn around, or maybe he was certain that he could beat any dragons that engaged them without her help. Pondering either conclusion for too long made her desire to hit him that much stronger.
The worst part about all of this was that on some level she wanted to forgive him. She understood. It was obvious Leyn cared for her a great deal, and a very large part of her just wanted to tease him about his lecherous new eye and drag their friendship, kicking and screaming, back to normalcy. There was a tiny sliver of irrational blind destructiveness in her, however, that wouldn't let her do so. It hated him. It hated that she might... share his feelings. When she let herself think of such things, it replaced those happy emotions with a near-mindless rage. What made it all the more frustrating was that she had no idea why. Being in Leyn's vicinity these days made her tired. She just wanted to go home.
"Eanah. We need to turn back. This isn't safe."
She ignored him. The thin, twisted path that led up to the ledge she'd fallen from loomed ahead. She shuffled toward it, frowning when Leyn took a hold of her arm.
"Let go."
To his credit, he did. "You can't go back up there."
"You're going to stop me?" She turned to face him as quickly as she could without falling, drawing her scepter as he did the same. When he spoke, his voice was sad.
"You still have so much to learn."
Eanah had never called her power so quickly before. It burst from her in such an angry rush that she shouted in surprise, lurching backwards but keeping her feet. Leyn's shielding was strong, and when she couldn't hold her attack any longer, he took the opportunity to throw several precise magical shoves her way, pinning her to the sand after she fell. He didn't speak at first, but she could see the disappointment, the hurt, in the lines of his mouth and that eerie third eye.
"I think you're well enough to return to Sou—"
The dragon's tail struck Leyn's back hard, sending him tripping forward and forcing him to focus his power elsewhere. He hastily shielded them both, grunting with the effort as the Kiandri lunged at them again.
"Hit it!" he shouted.
Eanah fumbled with her scepter as the dragon reared back, teeth bared. She took a deep breath, concentrating her thoughts and her power, then let them loose in a blinding gout of fire. She dropped to her knees, drained, as the dragon screamed and backed away. The air smelled of charring meat long before the beast was dead.
She wanted to say she was sorry for attacking him, sorry for everything, but the words stayed caught in her throat. She stumbled to her feet, her breath ragged, and started back toward the tent.
It was time for her to go home.
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