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Brinda made a small, miserable sound somewhere behind Anira, folded over her saddle. “I am dying,” the girl whined. She uncorked the... -
"Turn around and take off your dress." Aysel didn't bother nodding or speaking, pivoting on a heel until her back was facing her mentor...
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[/imgright] Player Name: SleepyWitch Birth Year: 1996 Pronouns: She/Her Timezone: Eastern Daylight UTC -4 / Eastern Standard UTC -5...
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'Received some bad news this morning,' the orkin grunted, eyes narrowed, wondering. 'Came with a fortune I'll likely ne'er find a reason...
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“You know your seals? Loch, Life, Flame, Wyld and Death. “…That one always gives me trouble.” That seems to resonate, for it pulls a...
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It was shocking how little it took to get him to make a mess over his stomach, making a mess in her hands. He was still holding onto...
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Garuda reacted to Sabinian's post in the thread Private An Antidote for All Abnegations with
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Evensong managed to get one step ahead of Forbitter, propelled by Sabinian's unsaid duty. Field Sworn of the Wylds, Sabinian had a soft... -
Garuda reacted to Sabinian's post in the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore with Troutin'.
Smile fell flat the more the bard talked. It wasn't because her voice was unpleasant, on the contrary, she had a lovely voice, the sort...
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New faces. Selene lets out a breathy chuckle at the girl's innocent comment. Doesn't mind enough to correct it. Sounds and smells...
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Garrod and the other one -- what was his real name, Dusk? Rust? -- were chatting in the way that men of some standing chatted. Saying...
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“I am glad thou were able to be there for him, Osytha… Truly Syr, I thank thee.” What is there to say at that? ‘You’re welcome’? ‘It...
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History Youth TBD Goals Money money money money - Money talks, and money gets you the shinies, even if you're a thief. Living - If...
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'Ain't much holy about what we do, Garrod,' the orkin bit back, amused by the One Eye's scepticism. 'Though, I won't argue as to the...
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There was a big, padded arm chair right next to the fire. The kind with wide arms and a sloping wingback, perfect for curling up in and...
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Were Osytha to bite her tongue any harder, she’s pretty sure she’d be tasting blood. By Tapan’s mighty nutcracker, they’re Knights of...
