#khorovar

[mendelmakes]

Portrait of my eberron dnd oc (cowalyn)'s family before the mourning.

Her paternal grandmother philomina and her father herwin were blacksmiths in metrol. Her mother neia was an exiled valenar elf who worked as a horticulturist in metrols floating gardens with cowalyn's brother audwin. Cowalyn was doing an apprenticeship to a shipwright in Seaside during the mourning and managed to escape on a boat.

[mielireva]

🎶 When you find yourself alone, I'll just say I told you so. You've always been and you will always be nothing more than a memory 🎶

[arrowsbane]

A 15-year-old Drachman boy learns a shocking secret about himself and must seek asylum in Amestris. While Major General Armstrong decides what to do with him, she sends him to the safest place she can think of outside of Briggs.

 Rada shook her head in amazement. "Royalty! Somehow, I can't picture it."

 "No, neither can I," Scar agreed. "Then again, I've seen young people his age do some extraordinary things."

 "Even so," Rada said. "It's such a terrible risk!" She pressed her hands to her face for a moment. "Oh, Andakar, now I wish I hadn't asked!"

 Scar generously forbore from agreeing with her. She looked up at him. "Isn't there something you can do? You're the khorovar, and he's on Ishvalan soil! Couldn't you…couldn't you offer him asylum apart from Amestris?"

 "I could create a political standoff, if that's what you mean."

Sons of the Desert: part viii

author: capn_hoozits

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