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Osytha doesn’t want to look. And yet, the thought of leaving it to someone else is too cruel. She’s surprised at how steady her hands... -
"Syr Damir," Helena spoke softly. Voice almost a whisper over the stirrings of those Knights who had gathered round the pyre. For many...
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-------- A life lived, dug deep, Hard Sworn, Returned. -------- There he stood, resolute, grounded. An oak that nary swayed even under...
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Karken reacted to Anira Verseheart's post in the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore with
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The fire crackled behind the bard, who stopped pacing. Morning light spilled through the doorway in pale gold bands, catching dust motes... -
It doesn’t even flinch when the spear strikes in. That monster but slips into the dark with nary a ripple. Just a parting twitch of the...
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You clean up your damn mess. Fair enough. She pushed herself up from the cot. Every muscle protested. The stitched wounds pulled...
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Tension. Confusion. These things had a tendency to hang in the air. As did fatigue. Exhaustion. Lingered about the eyes. The turn of...
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His breath caught in his throat at the touch of fingers in his hair. Goosebumps run prickled across his skin as all the little hairs...
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Panicked steps reached his senses as he probed the earth. Aside from burning flames and the rumble of hooves, Ydris got a decent picture...
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Wading through the starry bog, every bit black and bright over as underneath her. Suspended in between; a mirror plane, visible only...
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A clack against wood loud enough to have the armored Hector flinch back from the door as he watched the shadows shift with sudden jerks...
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Karken reacted to Caelia Kerrigan's post in the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore with Moony.
"Or perhaps you are quick to doubt," Caelia said, offering the curious small bowls she used as coffee cups for the others. "For the Lady...
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All that sneaking around, moving in unison, silencing the hinges on the door, making sure the breeze stilled along with the noise...
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Bocchis realization that she was not far from the coast came when an odd waft had filled her senses. Whilst she knew the sent as...
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“‘Little Hawk,’” she repeats. It actually makes her smile — a proper one, too. “I likes that.” Happen we can choose our friends. But...
