Sun 24th Aug 2025 04:05

Session 1 - Day 1 - Nightfall, Just outside the Tomb of Thaleen Vire

by Elysiaera Calistrae

I should have known the quiet wouldn’t last.
 
They came just after the fire began to fade—two wolves, lean and hungry, drawn by the scent of warmth and solitude. I saw their eyes first, glinting in the dark like twin moons. No negotiation. No hesitation. Just hunger.
 
I moved before I could think. The rapier felt heavier than it had on the road, but it found its mark. The first wolf yelped, staggered, lunged again. I met him cleanly—blade through the neck. He didn’t cry out a second time.
 
The second circled, cleverer than his brother. I felt him behind me before I saw him, and dodged just in time. He didn’t expect the flame.
 
Emberlash bloomed from my palm, a spray of fire that lit the trees in gold and shadow. He didn’t burn, but he felt it. I saw the fear ripple through him. He snarled once, then fled—tail tucked, heart broken.
 
I didn’t chase.
 
Afterward, I buried the first wolf. It felt wrong to leave him there, even if he’d meant to kill me. I grew up with animals. I know their rhythms, their fears. I’ve seen wolves before, but I’ve never killed one. Never killed anything.
 
I whispered something as I laid him down. I don’t know if it was a prayer or an apology.
 
The fire’s out now. My blanket is warm, and the stars are watching. I recovered my composure. My body is whole. My heart… less so.
 
Tomorrow, the tomb.
—E