Recent content by Iselda Blackthorn

Iselda jolted as Lily suddenly turned to her again, looking as upset as the time she'd come home with a black eye, except the rage was directed at her this time. It was terrifying. It was a fascinating sight to see a tall and imposing looking woman like Iselda completely cowed by someone a full...

As Iselda walked, it became clear that what was the vague hint of a commotion was, in fact, an actual commotion. It almost sounded like... animals? Periodically, a spinechilling sound like two hard objects colliding rang out. Iselda felt a deep sense of trepidation settle in her gut. What in the...

Iselda felt herself cringe internally at @Imoogi 's lukewarm response to Iselda's attempted defense. Had she been overdoing it? Was she the kind of player who hated to be helped? I-It wasn't like she could help it! Justice practically demanded that she speak up! This time, @Valkryja went a long...

Truthfully, someone like @Imoogi was more of Iselda's type personality-wise. Quiet, brooding, sort of antisocial... Then again, Iselda remembered that even those types had bulled her once upon a time. Maybe they wouldn't be as compatible as she thought. All this fretting made her wonder if what...

Tension hung in the air surrounding Iselda Blackthorn as she stepped into the wilds of Providence. This was the first time she'd made a foray from the low level area of Eastern Brisshal into a place known for danger. The lore descriptions of Providence emphasized the harsh lands in between...

The only thought that really had time to take root in Iselda's head before @Valkryja made her presence known was that there was someone very, very LOUD pushing her way through the crowd. She was absolutely mortified but played her character perfectly by barely changing her expression, simply...

Eastern Brisshal. This was a land renowned as a place of relative peace and calm. It would have to be after all for it to serve as the hub for all new players in Terrasphere. Anything less than painfully banal laxity would be bad game design. Perhaps it was for that reason that even someone as...

Iselda blushed as Lily was once again far too kind for this world, or at least far too kind for her. Perhaps that's what she meant about Iselda being too hard on herself. If Lily said it, maybe, just maybe she could believe it. "If you say so, sis..." she said with a slight sigh. How could she...

Of course, Lily had to be the grown up as usual and brushed aside Iselda's protests. She still thought it felt a bit more like threats and extortion than motivation to be cautious, but she didn't dare to doubt her beloved sister... much. At times like this, it was like being scolded by mom...

Iselda barely finished asking her question before a big hug swept her off her feet. It was bordering on hilarious to hear this tall, imposing woman squeal like a mouse as she was lifted into the air. Her hands squirmed and wiggled, but she didn't really resist as the signature hug of her big...

That was it. In fact, if Iselda didn't know her sister better, she would have thought that Lily had very carefully orchestrated this entire situation. Her older sister was many things but a deep schemer was not one of them. This really was just an unbelievable coincidence of fate. Lily came here...

Iselda's eyes darted down for a moment as Liliana's hand balled into fists. She thought for a moment that her potentially ex-friend would actually throw a punch, and she had to use every ounce of willpower she had to suppress a whimper. Confrontation was Lena's worst enemy, but Iselda was...

Iselda fought back the urge to look unimpressed. Of course this... crude young woman didn't do much reading. She seemed like the kind of airhead who used to torment her real world self once upon a time. Nothing like Lily who was loving and protective, even if she could be a little ditzy...

Iselda's stony expression curled into a slightly deeper frown as Liliana pointed out the distance between being a hero and serving justice. The assertion that they didn't always serve the same side shook Iselda's resolve. Was she wrong about what she was trying to do in the first place? She...

The woman who had cast such suspicion on the fried lizard Iselda held in her hand seemed... flippant for lack of a better word. Compared to Iselda, or the player behind her, she looked relaxed and confident in a casual way. There was something enviable about that, though Iselda didn't say as...