#mahariele

[masakratragedia]

Hunting The Unknown.

The slope was rocky and uneven. Didn’t stop Geralt from reaching the top. Pausing to catch his breath, the Witcher looked over his shoulder to see how far he’d travelled. 

A distant light glowed from the village at the bottom of the mountain, a tiny blip surrounded by wilderness. A tempting target for any monster looking for an easy meal.

Geralt rode across a gravelly path, spotting something in a patch of grass. He climbed off of Roach’s back, noting a trail of footsteps and churned up earth. Snf. 

He smelled blood, rot and iron, the scent carrying on into a swathe of birches and oaks. His targets were close. The witcher left Roach tied to a tree and continued the pursuit on foot, the narrow mountain trails dictating the pace. 

[lcgacyofages]

SENTENCE STARTERS. Flirty/Suggestive/NSFW Edition. | ACCEPTING

@mahariele sent:  “You enjoying the view over there?”

Arik raised a brow at the question. He had glanced towards her, having forgone their armor for the evening as they set up camp. He turned to her fully, not breaking eye contact with her. A slight twitch on the corners of his mouth gave a hint of a smirk on his typically stoic face.

“Only if you don’t mind.” As if to push the topic, he removed his tunic and moved to place it on his pack. “If you do, I can always  turn the other way....”

[fifthbcrn]

ONE LINER for @mahariele​ aka his smarter half

“never had nug soup, but i’ve heard the dwarves have a really good recipe if you want to try it.”

[chantcftrials]

@mahariele​ ❤’d for a short starter

“I must insist, warden . I’ll be your sparring partner,” said the commander stepping in between her and the training ground, “You are way too skilled for raw recruits.”

[chmpn--a2]

@mahariele​  ❤’d  !

“I’ll never be as lazy as whoever named the fireplace.”

[seahaloed]

@mahariele​

Jenny twirled and tugged at the streak of white hair hanging in her face as she stared into the fire, a slowly growing bad habit that would leave the hair thining if she wasn’t careful.

(her mother always admonished her for it, and she’d broken it mostly)

Her fingers dug into Drakon’s scruff as he snored peacefully at her side. Her gaze rose when she heard a shuffle from the tent behind her, and Jenny gave a weary smile to the dalish woman. “Good morning....” she managed a laugh, even though it was far from sunrise, Jenny scrubbed at her own arm a moment.

Her question stuck thick in her throat before she lowered her voice slightly. “Nightmares?” she ventured, making room beside the fire for the other.

[heartleeches]

@mahariele

    “do you FEEL them?” both a gift and a curse, being so interconnected with nature, breathing as it breathes and feeling its creatures. a bashful smile crosses ansgar’s features, gaze fixed on the embers at the edge of the campfire. “i won’t sleep well tonight, i don’t know about you.” and he LOOKS tired, bags under his eyes, movements slow with weary. “do you have nightmares often?”

[divinesleft-a]

mahariele replied to your post “mahariele replied to your post “@mahariele​ said: ( FLOWER )        ...”

my thought was 'taking said clothes they bought off' but smooch is good yes

i mean girls night could go anywhere, she’s down