Karken's latest activity
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“And you? Are you okay, Osytha?” The stillness with which she answers, could be such that Osytha didn’t even hear the question... -
Karken reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Cute Pat.
The lord chuckled. It was a quiet, deep noise that was also somehow devoid of humor almost completely. A brief glance aside, following... -
Karken reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with Cute Pat.
He leaned back, making the posture comfortable. Sharp eyes, used to spotting things, especially on the Captain and the lieutenants...
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The youngest daughter to a family renowned for their dedication to fight and defend, Kairais the youngest daughter of the Yehven family...
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The letter shook in her hands as she read it. Magnar's blunt, familiar scrawl, I'm coming to Astenvale, sister, and you're going to tell...
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Karken reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Magical!.
To his relief, it was not too bright inside. A group of Huntsmen were drinking together. Cheers went up as they spotted him, the faces... -
Martigan shrugs from over in the corner. “Not much,” she tells Volmar, while the man clunks the fresh receptacle down. Now that she’s...
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Well, what a pair of swindlers they made! Maybe Faramund had missed his calling - he could have gone door to door selling copper pots...
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Presumably it’s the badger in there, who’s sat upright on the mattress. It’s a bit hard to tell when Enneleyn first opens the door...
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Your family's involved now. No. That rose up fast and certain, cutting clean through the fog she'd been sitting in. "They're not," she...
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"What the hell are you? Some kind of WEAKLING?" Aysel thundered, pointing at Brinda and her mechanical arm. She was grinning wildly as...
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Karken reacted to Momoshiro's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with Cute Pat.
Momo had never been a stranger to drinking, nor did he have any particular objection to the idea of spending an evening unwinding with...
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There was a glance towards Garrod and his apprentice from Maria, a look that was smug and knowing. She had trained Aysel well, clearly...
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… Snap… … pop… A comforting, little sound fills the darkness. A familiar sound. One that feels like warmth against numbed hands...
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Your mother, turned into a living effigy... "Don't," she said and it came out rougher than she meant. She pressed the heel of her hand...
