Hellion

Musings n' Dreams

She had a wild
And wandering soul.

But when she loved,
She loved with chaos.

And that made
All the difference.

D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm

"I will then take center." Vah'lux nodded after the others, tossing the splintered plank of wood aside and relieved as well that one of the troupe members had a decent lantern to light the way. "I am no Dwarf, and the benefit of light will most surely be needed as close as possible."

Pride in ones abilities had always been something a Goliath did not take for granted, and yet any short comings -such as the lack of low light or dark vision in this case- was simply something that had to be dealt with. Despite her stature and strength, the large tribeswoman was not an army of one, but rather part of a whole, and while in an instance such as what was about to occur, she had to accept help from the group in all its form.

There was, deep in the back of her mind, a twinge of fear however. Not a fear so much of death, as much as of the unknown and even more so, a fear of never again seeing her people. Long had she kept within the mountainous regions of the North, never venturing further than was needed. Living, hunting, training, building, and being at peace within her tribe and community for much of her life. Aside from trading goods and services with nearby Dwarves, Gnomes, and a handful of human settlers along mountainous passages, the "outside world" was something not considered, as Kavaki and Manethak provided whatever else was needed.

But, Vah'lux was far from home, and survival was paramount.

Readjusting the harnesses, buckles and ties on her thick hide armor, and with a deep inhale and exhale of whatever remnant of surface air was left, she followed behind the two human soldiers down into the mouth of darkness. To the unknown.

Kavaki protect us all...

Musings n' Dreams

I watch you walk away from me,
And the tears start to fall.
I ask myself a million times,
How did we lose it all?

For the first time I had no words
That to you I could say.
I cling to old memories
And I watch you walk away.

I just don't want to let you go,
But inside I know I must.
My heart's whimpering with pain,
But it's my mind I trust.

There's confusion around me,
There's numbness in my heart,
But looking at you walk away
My world just fell apart.

If only I could handle it
And bear to just say,
I'd use my breath and say the words:

Musings n' Dreams

The scars that I have
Are like the stars.

For they only
Sparkle at night.

D&D 3.5e - The Marches of the Savage Realm

Paying close attention to the creaking and cracking of the floorboards under her feet, Vah'lux stepped carefully along the rotted and burned planks of wood, searching for something useful enough to use as the base of a torch. Goliath, by nature, did not have an innate sense of dark vision as many other races, their physical abilities overshadowing just about any other senses. But in this case, traveling into an unknown depth that could potentially be as black as pitch would most certainly require a source of light.

Desperate times...

Spotting a fairly small, but untouched area, the large woman reached down and pulled up on a warped plank of wood that measured close to a meter, inadvertently snapping it in half at it's weakest point as she effortlessly freed it from the floor. What she was left with was a broken piece of wood no longer than her forearm.

"I have...something." She commented, returning to the others with a look of concern for the pitiful shard. "However, I would need a good bit of dry cloth to wrap the top with."

Star Wars - Fires of Exaron

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Musings n' Dreams

Am I naive or perhaps optimistic?

Maybe I see intent as genuine.

I guess in this world I am naive.

I am naive to believe that

Veritas Lux Mea

Kai’mos Varthus

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There were times Kai'mos found himself at somewhat of a loss when it came to the physiological makeup of humans, as there was little room for recourse when it came to vital organs systematically shutting down. Several species throughout the galaxy had such benefits sewn into the fabric of their very existence, such as: accelerated healing perhaps in one race, a regrowth of a missing limb in another, and organs that may "switch over" to another before shutting down for good. These redundancies could keep such a creature sustained for much longer even under dire circumstances. But humans...their lives were so fragile in the grand scheme of things.

The Doctor hovered over Teg's body, continuing to scan her vitals, which were slipping away at a pace that was anything but reassuring. Her brain activity was slight, and the ventilator she was hooked up to was the only thing keeping the oxygen levels normalized. Perhaps if they have been in a port with a properly equipped hospital, and a rehabilitation chamber, which would most surely help to rebuild what was damaged, therefore, increasing the chances of survival. But the human woman had little time, and all Kai could do at that point was keep her as comfortable as possible. Or perhaps, he was only trying to dull the pain he felt for the situation.

This is why attachments are frown upon, you imbecile...

His brief reverie was dashed by the entry of the Captain, as Maria carried what appeared to be the corpse of Andrea Malkis, placing her near a corner that was otherwise unobstructed by equipment or furnishings. The Ithlo allowed a sigh to escape at the thought of losing a second, both human's lives lost in one fell swoop.

Kai'mos glanced up from his datapad to address the Captain, arching an eyebrow as he considered his words. But, what was the point of making something more than what it was, at least in the case of Teg.

"Currently, Mister Vin'Akali is doing quite splendid." He nodded, maintaining a somewhat positive tone as he motioned to the table where the First Mate was laying. "The topical medication is allowing his tissue to heal very well, and the surgical reconstruction -from what I've seen- set and sealed the fractured bones at a ninety-three percent success rate, meaning, he should still have full mobility with his arm, but the forearm specifically may be much more fragile than it once was."

The Ithlo paused for a moment as he glanced at the female mercenary's dying body. "Miss Taggert however-" He cleared his throat momentarily before continuing. "Her body sustained a blast to the chest that cracked the abdomen down the center, allowing the poisonous and unstable chemicals from the energy bolt to seep into the bone marrow and blood stream. Her brain is all but completely shut down at the moment, but it is only a matter of time that it will cease functioning and she will p-pass."

Kai mentally reprimanded himself for that slip-up, realizing the emotions and his affections for the human woman were a lot more deep-seated than he had imagined. Teg had a profound affect on him indeed, but they will only be a memory moving forward.

A chiming signal coming from the machine near Kev began pulsing, and Kai'mos turned to attend to the First Mate, flipping a few switches here and there on a console, and glancing at the datapad which gave the full spectrum of his physical and mental condition.

"Well. The good news is that Mister Vin'Akali is awakening..."