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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.Hector raised his bevor into its fixed position. The steel brim of his kettle helm shading his eyes. "This is rancid... and then we... -
Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.The cold poke but stirs the little heat crackling about inside him. "My face?" he says still smiling. Wipes at his brow, then the...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Hector hears it before he sees it. The scrabble scratch scrap of a wee and loyal lad. His ear and a half twitch to the pant pant tongue...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Lefelen stirs about their little camp as Osytha goes on putting words to what she is working through. He moves his body with raises of...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.“Ah don’t… ken... Afore now? Those times Ah doubted ane of you, at least Ah was sure in missen. But Ah ne ’ave that any more, Syr...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Lefelen stares coolly at Osytha. "My mistake with the onion," face looks placid. Doesn't keep from eating a spoonful of the herring...
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Hector replied to the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore.Out ride Syrs Hector and Willard. Hector gives the reciprocate hand sign to his Sworn Kin. Quick flicks of wrist, and scrawl of finger...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.The squeeze comes fast against Hector's hand. His eyes drawn back down to their hands so cupped together. Then she's up and gone, and...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope."...who’s to say ’ow things would’ve turned aht otherwise, now.” A nod from Hector. A lick across his knuckle then brought his eyes...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope."I," she's still there beside him. Even after all she'd seen. All she'd said. And he looks to her. A long and full moment. Looks down on...
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Hector replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.Hector's brow quirked. "Fighting them?" his lips slanted lopsided. Weight of his sword at his hip, all to felt then and there. "Did...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope."...We're a reight sorry bunch, en't we?" A huff. A roll of his head. Neck stretching the glass marbles he feels rolling about inside...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Nothing. Stylus point tap taps. Just to feel. Something. After feeling so much. Scribbles at first. Swirls. Spirals. Scratches...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Twas a dark swirl in which Hector found himself. Not adrift. Not set sail. Or pulled along like fish on a hook. Sinking. Down and down...
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Hector replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.Hector finds himself watching as she paints the seal of death. Eyes on the brushhead and how it quicks across sinew and vein, just there...
