• Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Sink the Knife.
    Black glass, gleamed inside his mind. All that obsidian, crunched and churned. Volcanic mirrors cracked and rolled. Dust that glimmered...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Sink the Knife.
    If the Big Fucker thought he had time to drawl and ponder, free shots to give. Well. Garrod would take em. Force the sort of opening...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Sink the Knife.
    "Woe to all the cats, that dared to take on the rats, just a little bit too big," grumbled the man with one eye. All chimney, wheezing...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Sink the Knife.
    That green eye went wide at the sound of her. "Shit," he hissed. Still low to the earth. Knife tilting to drop from his hand. "Funny...
  • Garrod Arlette
    One green eye, wide open. Steam trailing off the fresh kill. A cockatrice carved wide open. White hand digging in through the guts...
  • Garrod Arlette
    "Oye cabron!" Garrod shout, plate still skating across the dry cracked earth. Gravel rattling there beneath him. "No te mueras!" he...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Open Anything For A Kill.
    Garrod blinked at the show of it all. Scratched his chin with his gloved right hand. Could still feel the claws about him. Their weight...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Dare Hunter of Hunters.
    The gnash of teeth against peppers had him laugh something silly. A guffaw that nearly had the blasted chili soup spurt out of his nose...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Open Anything For A Kill.
    "That's what I've always liked about you, Maria," Garrod grinned at the mage come Cazadore. "Straight to the real business," Brinda...
  • Garrod Arlette
    A cruel laughter peeled within the darkness of Garrod's mind. The sound of it like shattered bones grinding against one another...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Brinda may have been half dead. Torn to shit and back. Barely patched up an ready to keel over. But by the toils, she was a Buzzard. And...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Double the Fiend.
    Whatever Rois was trying to pull, Garrod gave two shits over. He growled, lips snarled and teeth bared. His hands were sure about the...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Simply Fishing.
    Garrod stared at the shimmering current. Squint his brows. "So it is," he admitted. Might have been too high on the whispers of his...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Double the Fiend.
    All the bluster. All the daring. It was a minor miracle the fiend did not lop the insolent mortal's head off then and there, well before...
  • Garrod Arlette
    Garrod Arlette replied to the thread Private Simply Fishing.
    “I didn’t mean to take your spot. I thought I was alone in the forest here.” Garrod tackled the fishing pole. Working it in jerks, and...
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