Aimless?

by Maelie Arsenault

Maelie returned late to the Skybound. She’d removed the cowl and mask, but was still dressed in dark greys with her drab coloured coat and boots. Stopping in front of the door a moment, her eyes wandered over to the stables. A few minutes later she was saddling up a confused Mischief and letting the evening stableperson know that she’d be out late.

‘Impatient.’ Victor teased.
‘Not wrong.’ She thought.

Departing the Inn she took the western road out of the city and once it was properly deserted she urged her steed into a gallop. Passed the last buildings and out into the surrounding farmland, Mischief took his rider beyond the lights of the city until only the moon and stars shed their light on the road and fields.

‘Damn, Mae. ‘I don’t care about money’ is the most rich-girl thing you ever said.’ Fix chirped.
‘I am pretty spoiled.’ She quietly admitted to herself.

She urged Mischief forward, faster into the night until he resisted and seemed to be demanding to know where they were going. Sighing, she let him slow to a trot and used her mage hand to feed him an apple.
“I don’t really know.” She muttered to him in elven.

‘Are you in a hurry?’ Rags asked.
‘Am I?’ She thought.

The horse was more interested in the apple for the moment and started forward again once done. Probably hoping for another once they went further.

‘You want everything, lass?’ Rags asked.
‘Just what I’ve lost.’

She let Mischief steer them for a while. Looking out over the fields, she shook her head in frustration as her darkvision kept kicking in. Finally she looked up at the night sky. Taking a breath, her vision cleared from the greyscale to welcome the brilliantly coloured starry sky of the goddess in all its glory.

« Un jour, je vais me ressaisir et les gens verront quel genre de problème je peux vraiment être. » She says to the sky before turning Mischief back towards Novandria.

[E: “Someday, I’m going to get my shit together and then people will see what kind of problem I can really be.”]

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The Last Rule
November 27th, 1882, - Novandria

The Den

Am I losing?

A Close Call

Plans

New Toys

Mistakes were made

Too close to home

Not like you.

This City is Mine.
February 6th, 1883

Aimless?
March 5, 1883 - Novandria

The Game Begins
February 13th, 1883

Too much like You
March 13, 1883

Safer in Shadows
April 3, 1883

New Beginnings
April 7th, 1883

Ready to Run
April 17th, 1883

Home
April 25, 1883

Can you steal a heart?
May 8th, 1883

Trouble
11th of May, 1883

Heartbreak
14th of May, 1883

Hunter or Prey?
16th of May, 1883

Guilt
19th of May, 1883

Untrustworthy
21st of May, 1883

Why am I like this?
25th of May, 1883

Worthy
8th of June, 1883

The One She Left Behind
13th June, 1883

Annnd it's back...
July 1st, 1883

Learning to Fly
July 4th, 1883

Thrill of the Hunt
July 29th, 1883

From the Embers
21st of August, 1883 // 1867

Mother Knows Best
16th of September, 1883

A Snake, a Star, and a Fox
25th of September, 1883, Novandria

It wasn't him.
28th of September, 1883, Novandria

The New Blade
13th of September, 1883

Something Good
October 31, 1883 - Novandria

The wound that won't close
18th of December, 1883 - Novandria

Promise
25th of December, 1883 - Novandria

Fallen through the cracks
6th of January, 1884 - Novandria

Day to Night
7th of January, 1884

What's Left to the Shadows
22nd of January, 1884, Novandria

The World without Colour
18th of February, 1884, Bellancourt, Montaigne,

Seventeen Roofs
26th of February, Novandria, Eisen

Crossing the Board
4th of March, 1884, Novandria, Eisen

New Freedom
May 4th, 1884

Saved
5th of May, 1884/16th of July, 1858

Aimless?

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