Recent content by Alwyn Ryalor

Oscar Oscar prepared to fling himself at the two beasts and the Vulpinist squad leader as they were the closest to Finnian, but, remarkably, two beasts rushed forward, the older todd from earlier and the young lizard-thing wielding a spear. The leader of the group went to engage him, and, two...

Alwyn breathed deeply in relief as the manacles fell off and the suggestion to hide was accepted. They had done it, they had really done it, or, perhaps the Kitsune had allowed it, and no Fogeys had died either. He was not a stranger to killing, but he did not kill beasts who did not deserve it...

Alwyn tried every technique he had been taught to maintain his calm, but the combined shock of both revelations would have sent any beast over the edge. He was indeed shaking, and through the blanket, the tears fell freely. Soon enough, there was a knock on the door and he was forced to remove...

Alwyn listened to Swifttail, carefully keeping an eye on Finnian as he did so, trying his best to keep his composure, even as the anxiety began to melt its way through all of his training. Then, the feared hammer hit him, and the normally stoic todd immediately grabbed the top sheet off of...

Soon after the explosion, Alwyn’s worst fears materialized in a manner even he did not expect-not just one, or a few assassins, but multiple groups of them, all foxes, firing crossbows into the crowd and he already knew on the inside that it had to be the Vulpine Supremacists from his inspection...

Theo “Finnian, listen, Oscar will go get Cricket if she wants to stay with us, we just need to make sure we are not in a bad position-” The pine marten was cut off as the Vulpine Supremacists roared and stormed forth from the kitchen firing crossbows into the crowd, and, instinctively, he...

Sergeant Oscar Oscar cooly scanned the crowd as Theo dragged Finnian back towards the wall, which, incidentally, was near the buffet table that had been knocked further back by the piece of shrapnel. There were many dead, and soon to be dead, but their job was to secure their asset, not assist...

Oscar and Theo Oscar wanted to sigh-they had to get Finnian back the formation, and soon. Even now, he did not know if they would make it back before Alwyn returned, and while he would be a bit less muffed that their young charge had “convinced” them to let him go and get some of the snacks...

It took every bit of his remaining willpower and training to not visibly react to what the other todd was saying, though internally he was a typhoon of emotions. A stowaway? Why? Annabelle was many things, and he had not seen her for over a decade, but abusive, or letting her own kit be abused…...

Alwyn took the time to steady himself further, glancing at the platinum fox, before back to the sleeping Finnian. He had been on that fateful expedition to that hellish island? What had his father been thinking, to let a kit so young…? ...But you began your training as a warrior at the age of...

Alwyn’s worst suspicions were confirmed, but it matched his expectations and thus did not unsettle him much, and it was not like he did not have experience in these matters handling protection for the Brudenells for some time and of course for the Empress herself, if under the direction of more...

Alwyn was about to agree with his cousin, and if necessary, carry Asta himself to the safety of his formation if his cousin did not have the strength to do so, when a black squirrel-the vice Minister of Niceties-appeared and bid him to come with her. It took all his willpower not to tell her to...

Alwyn mostly nodded and played along with Lorcan’s act, being in a way the reverse “good cop” in a good cop, bad cop scenario with Falun being the “bad cop”, except that the “suspect” in this case was Lorcan. As he retrieved his bag, he felt the comforting hilt of his broadsword, and, the...

As he sat shaking next to the Finnian, the door opened, and Alwyn’s head snapped towards whoever it was-nurse or, Kitsune forbid, his mother. He was seriously not in the mood to deal with the latter at the moment, and while he loved nurses, he was not at all in his usual mood to play around with...

Alwyn wished he had been more gentle with Daniil, but there was so little time. They had to get Asta off the stage, and soon. When there was one attempted assassin, there were almost always more. They tended to work in pairs or teams unless they were loners, but he doubted a lone crazed beast...