1. Agatha

    Private Whac-A-Mole

    The bodyguard rolled like thunder through the village, war axes glinting as they hacked down, iron beards trailing banners of blood as they hew a path to victory. Boars squealed. Men screamed. Around them, fires raged long into the night, choking the sky with smoke, blotting out the light of...
  2. Agatha

    Private Open, Dirt

    Agatha smiled a knowing smile, a gentle squeeze of Rainer's arm accompanying the words that followed. 'The men are only as good as we aspire to be,' she said, trapping him with her gaze. 'Whatever buries you will have to get through me first, Zev. And you know how much I hate to lose.' Katina's...
  3. Agatha

    Open The Buzzard Queen

    'I did not realise you were so well-versed in the ways of warrior queens,' Agatha replied, somewhat sardonically, ignoring the snickering of her bodyguard, whose footsteps matched her own. 'I sincerely hope you aren't holding out on us,' she deadpanned, looking sidelong at the half-elf, her tone...
  4. Agatha

    Open The Buzzard Queen

    "Sqwuak sqwuak," went the gathered voices, some in protest of the accusation levered at them by the Buzzard Queen, others in shock and surprise. Princess Lyra? Alive? Agatha felt Nox stir by her side, as if unsure of what to think of it all. That makes two of us, thought the she-orc, brow...
  5. Agatha

    Private Open, Dirt

    Sweeping up Katina's journal, Agatha went to her desk as Rainer ushered the elf on his way. 'You make it sound like an accusation.' Golden eyes found the Leiutenant's as she opened the top draw, depositing the book inside, the secrets written therein hers to keep, if only for the time being. A...
  6. Agatha

    Private Open, Dirt

    Agatha smiled, genuinely amused by the elf's answer. You gone soft on us, trooper? She thought amid the humming and hawing, allowing Rainer to apply some pressure whilst she watched the pair of them, gauging time and response, like any true tactician would, given the opportunity. Rainer's...
  7. Agatha

    Private Open, Dirt

    Surprise was not a look Agatha wore often nor then. Rainer could be a dismissive fuck sometimes, but if Filatoff had managed to talk him around, then perhaps there really was cause for doubt. 'Sadly, no.' Katina had been a member of the inner circle, true enough, and yet there was more than a...
  8. Agatha

    Private Open, Dirt

    Long were the days, and cold were the nights. Laid back, fingers knitted atop her chest, Agatha regarded the coloured canvas above her head with the vacant look of a mind left to wander. Of all the thoughts that had filled her head during the course of the day, what they had turned to now was...
  9. Agatha

    Private To Fill the Father's Cup

    The bells of Sadrias tolled as dusk settled over the land. Rejoining her men, Agatha led her hog by the hand through the winding streets, controlling her annoyance as best she could when in the presence of her subordinates. It would not do for them to sense a divide amongst the host. Besides...
  10. Agatha

    Open The Buzzard Queen

    'It'll be war, you reckon?' 'It's the Empire, Nox. There's always a war going on somewhere.' In Sadrias, to the south-west, the Legions gathered their strength. To the east, Port Sulis's waters were rife with red sails. A concerted effort to apply pressure on the Free States who refused to bow...
  11. Agatha

    Private Whac-A-Mole

    The Heavies moved in as Agatha expected them to, keeping the ranks nice and tight as the first arrows began to fall upon black shields. Lengthy shadows stretched behind the companymen. Shroudflares revealed yet more foes, scurryinging around like rats fleeing a sinking ship. Bows and blades were...
  12. Agatha

    Private To Fill the Father's Cup

    Halting at the gate, Agatha cast her gaze upwards, to the walls and outer portcullis. Black iron teeth protruding from blood-red gums, soon to bite down. 'Haven't decided yet,' the she-ork answered her subordinate, 'But when I do, you'll be the first to know.' A promise and a threat rolled into...
  13. Agatha

    Private To Fill the Father's Cup

    A peal of laughter, sharp as it was cutting. 'What a way with words you have, Etain! Such vivid imagery,' a grin, like a wolf's, all fang and vicious glee. 'Speaking ill of your superiors is like to earn you a lashing, Saer Malik,' continued the she-ork, glad for a moment's distraction as the...
  14. Agatha

    Private To Fill the Father's Cup

    Agatha's smile widened at his response. 'Aye, your job.' Couldn't have been very important, whatever it was. But then "unimportant" people did have a nasty habit of getting sent to the Front, where they were expected to die for their Legion. There were soldiers and priests aplenty buried around...
  15. Agatha

    Private To Fill the Father's Cup

    Santiago Malik. Quite the name for a humble priest. 'Best hope your luck holds, saer,' Agatha smiled beatifically, 'and that you prove useful to us.' Allowing time for the implication to take root in the prisoner's mind, the she-ork turned to Etain, her smile growing a touch warmer as she...
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