Once again, I can't sleep, Alice thought- she was sitting on her bed, hands on her knees. It was a little past midnight, perhaps one or two o'clock in the morning. She recalled, with a small chiding laugh, how that dragon woman introduced herself- apparently her son's eagerness did come from...
Hmm... interesting. I'm going to have to keep an eye on her; lest I get an arrow in my back, Alice thought. All things aside, she liked this town somehow. Whilst it was not that, what she was expecting, she could imagine a comfortable stay here. But that was that- it was just a stay, a temporary...
Alice noticed the change in tone. I've made friends already, it would seem; tread carefully, ye who dare to speak, lest an arrow be shot into your head. She looked at "Shulan", trying to decide whether to answer the question or not, and in which way? Her mind made up, Alice opened her mouth and...
"Alice Belerie," she answered Connor. She observed the woman, who had just arrived- not bad in shape or form, Alice had to admit; what was more concerning was the slight twitching of this "Shulan's" hand for the bow on her back. Alice smiled- one can never go wrong with a smile, just don't...
"Inventor extraordinaire? How is it, I have never heard of you, Mr. McKinley?" Alice asked, in aside almost, one eye still on the children. The boy seemed to think his answer through, the girl still silent in the background.
And in that moment, Alice felt eyes on her, piercing through the back...
From nowhere, somwhere behind her, came a voice with a question. Alice turned around, and saw a young boy, perhaps next to him his sister. They do not quite look human, do they? Half-breeds? Would explain the need to have a town in the middle of nowhere, for 'outcasts'- how much do I say...
"Sorry to disturb you, sir, but I arrived only last afternoon. I'm stopping over at the inn for a few days, resupplying and so on and so forth. So, if you could explain for a stranger, what that was, that would be most appreciated" Alice asked. She noticed the muttering, but decided to hold her...
How...quaint, Alice had thought. She had been standing on the street for the better part of an hour now, just simply watching the people walk by- some were slow, some were quick but none worthy of note- not that much happens in the back end of nowhere, Belerie. Nonetheless, she was startled by...
Character 1:
Name: Alice Bellerie
Bio: Alice does not like to recall specific details pertaining to her early childhood- privacy is privacy after all- but the few details she has shared are thus:
She was born to a family that had a comfortable life, with luxuries and such the like. One day...
So, how do I start this? Okay.
My name is Dreksler. I'm eighteen going on nineteen and, for as long as I can remember, I've loved to write. Writing, I find, is therapeutic. Okay, that sounds so klischeehaft- but... it's the truth. No use denying it. I like good stories, with many twists, many...