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    “Uh… you’re going to choke.” A warm, amber sprite dances up right before Osytha’s eyes, heat instantly suffusing against the tip of her...
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    Osytha stares down at the table as Rois speaks… up until he treats her to his caricature impression of a certain yokel knight, and then...
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    “I… I do. I know I can. But—” tortured wool almost squeaks between her white-knuckled fingers; “—but it’s also…” Osytha lifts her eyes...
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    She doesn’t understand. Her eyes are still large with that confusion when Rois takes her hand away from his teeth and, almost tenderly...
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    Complacent. She’s done it before; thought she’s reached some sort of equilibrium with Rois, allowed her guard to come down — and...
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    “There will never be a cure for that, no amount of medicine or introspection or love or magick can seal those cracks because they’ll be...
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    The little game of tug o’ war betwixt Midnight and Osytha has her so wrapped up that she doesn’t notice that Sabinian’s splashing...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope [M].
    Osytha. Oh, gods. His evil little smile. How much are you going to give? So happy at the sight of her down here. You’re a fucking mess...
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    “Jus’ gradely, ta,” she calls back, yet working her way down rather more cautiously in her pace. White rockface scratches and crunches...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Preparing Providence.
    Those hands stay low and well-positioned behind their quillions relative to Osytha’s last-second unterhau, denying her the shot at his...
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    That dark aperture waxes, welcoming Rois’ eager flight into its arms. It swallows up the big man’s agitated frame and he’s gone, leaving...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Home Away From Home.
    “I think you’ve already done irreparable damage to the Common Tongue. I’m not sure abridging it will save us now.” “Aye, well,” awkward...
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    Osytha reacted to Duncan's post in the thread Duncan Ashmoor with honk honk.
    Born in Astenvale, raised amongst the Wilds, and descended from a family that hunted the things that go bump in the night, Duncan bears...
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    Why have you come to this line of work? Yeah, she’s been wondering that herself. Young, bright-eyed Osytha had been ready to sally forth...
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    Osytha replied to the thread Private Restoration.
    “Bleeding gods, girl. What do you feed that little rascal?” “Sweet potato, pompion, fowl, lean mutton, a touch of venison, plus t’ odd...
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