Firiona Vie Everquest

Delvahart sat his fork down as he finished his meal. He dabbed his mouth with a cloth napkin. An elf had just entered the room and appeared to be known by the two partially scaled women who had been just a few moments past chatting with him. The newcomer's soft brown hair was cut very unevenly and h...

"Indeed m'lady. There have been quite a few reports of vagabonds and cut throats in that area. Not many travel the high road these days because of such things. I lived further from the keep, away from the lower more shady parts if you take my meaning." he replies, he sensed a little distru...

Delvahart nodded in understanding. He too realized that he had not introduced himself to either of the woman before him, nor to the barbarian running about finishing his nightly duties. "I apologize that I have not spoken up before this. My name is Mithion Aglar of the High Keep pass. I am a si...

"Though," she added as an afterthought, "If it's sweets you're after, you'll need to speak with Elianeth or Faelian. As I'm not overly fond of them myself, and haven't bothered learning the recipes to any." Delvahart smiled at Sanjah. He had not eaten crab cakes in many years. Th...

A few coins left his hand, finding there way into the dwarf’s. The two men thanked one another and went separate ways. Rain continued to beat down mercilessly. Delvahart wondered if it would ever cease and would he be able to stare at the starry night. With doubt in his mind, he opened the door to t...

Delvahart stood staring at the remnants of the old Arien de Kaane guild hall. Rain was lightly falling around him. Broken pottery, fallen chairs, and cobwebs were all that remained. He had heard rumors that the clan had dispersed, but still in his heart he did not wish it to be true. He felt deep in...