Stories tagged “Ramar”

  • "When I left you, I was but the learner..."

    Ramar was tired. He was tired a lot lately. Numerous wounds in battle had left him with a number of permanent injuries. He’d never run again thanks to the last sortie where he’d squared off with a Drow. The injury had contributed to the fla...

  • Jhendayre, A Portrait Part 1

    The young Eladrin stood at his full five foot nine inches. As far as Ramar could remember, he’d never slouched. Even when lunging, he’d kept his back ram-rod straight. He never misplaced a foot, even when practicing the most difficult sword...

  • Jhendayre, A Portrait Part 2

    Their eyes met, and Ramar couldn’t conceal a sharp intake of breath. Shredded flesh and scar tissure surrounded the outer corner of a milky left eye. Jhendayre’s eyes were still the color of the storm outside, except he could see the steel ...

  • Jhendayre, A Portrait Part 3

    The clothes had changed as much as the man. House Ahrimanes was present in colors but the expensive frippery had been exchanged for the traditional Eladrin battle garb of the Coronal Guard. A tight long-sleeved, dark blue undershirt was tucked into tai...

  • Clearing the Rubble of the Past-

    “It’s never too late to pass on knowledge, Maven.” Jhendayre said gently. “You were the father I had always hoped my own father would be. I spent many a day wishing you were my actual father…” Though it pained him, R...

  • -To Build Anew

    Both Eladrin looked away from each other in the ensuing silence. Such words and emotions were unbecoming even in private." Jhendayre spoke first. “I apologize if I upset you.” Ramar rubbed one calloused hand through his hair. “No...

  • Different Book, Same Page

    Ramar sank back into his chair, cradling the rare wine, and propped a foot up on a stool. He sighed in relief as some of the pain ebbed away. “Is it bad?” “It’s not good but I’ve been living with it for a long time now....

  • Distinguished Vintage

    It didn’t take long for the wine to be split between the glasses that Jhendayre set in front of them. Ramar noticed that when his former student sat, he took to the edge of his seat, still on guard, never relaxing, ever-vigilant. Ramar raised his...

  • Unraveling Past and Present

    “I’m told you knew my mother well.” Jhendayre said, swirling the wine around in his glass. The liquid left a pink trail as it re-centered. “I did.” Ramar said cautiously, ignoring the tightening in his chest. Jhendayre dra...

  • Measure for Measure

    Ramar looked up at his student with disdain. “You were going to blackmail me into giving up my greatest accomplishment to you? A student that didn’t even bother to finish his studies?” “I have great need-” “I donR...

  • When Words Fail

    “If you’re waiting on my approval, then you’ll be waiting a mighty long time.” Ramar said dismissively. “I was afraid that you were going to be unreasonable.” “I don’t think I am being unreasonable. You a...

  • Acceptance does not mean Encouragement

    Ramar locked eyes with Jhendayre and shook his head. “We will never be evenly matched- but this will help.” He reached out and called upon the bond, the first application of magic that every sword-mage learns. The sword hanging above the fi...