MoP Arc – Chapter 18

Araatris: Rhoelyn hums softly to herself as she stitches the gash in the side of her dress, her attention fixed on the needle and thread. Rhoelyn: Nysse sits on the bed, her own borrowed robe tucked beneath her legs. “These robes are comfortable, but we could have waited until Tian.” Araatris: “I couldn’t imagine traveling …

MoP Arc – Chapter 17

Araatris: Nysse wrings out the cloth, pressing fresh, cool water to her sister’s warm forehead. Rhoelyn grins sleepily and rests a hand over hers. “Sister…” Rhoelyn: The huntress’ eyes shimmer. “Oh, thank Elune. You’re awake. How do you feel, Rhoe?” Nysse takes Rhoelyn’s hand and clasps it in both of hers. Araatris: “Much better, Nysse. …

MoP Arc – Chapter 16

Rhoelyn: It’s dark. Rhoelyn groans and slowly sits up. A moment later, something hits her leg. Leo shouts as he trips over her and falls on her. Araatris: His weight knocks the wind out of her, and the priestess shoves at him, coughing. She manages to suck in enough breath to gasp, “Get… off of …