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Immediately, voices from above topple down from on high to clatter against the stone below. Two of them, one the soft twittering of an... -
Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
Hype.
It was a tendril, ending in a man-sized swath of fleshy mass, its cartilaginous hardened gums bristling along each vertical segment when... -
Verity reacted to Trevor's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
Magical!.
Only Trevor didn't see shit. Didn't have to. The accumulated misfortune was so thick down here that Luck demanded an impressive... -
Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
honk.
He let clarity reign, and understood the blood-soaked soil, the hunger, the acerbic odor seeping from the ground the lower they got. The... -
Verity reacted to Trevor's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
Troutin'.
Trevor was used to the gloom of almostlight. Those were the times it was easiest to leave unannounced. Because nobody bothered before... -
Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with Hype.
So be it. He did not carry a light to the streets outside, steps falling one after the other, and breath fell into that same steady...
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Got a good laugh in at that. Trevor staying with he kid would've been a disaster to rival whatever was waiting in the chasm. „Then it...
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Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
Satisfying.
"Slept enough," the wraith echoed back. He was alert again, awareness spreading like a mantle to the smallest creak in the floor, every... -
Verity reacted to Trevor's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with Satisfying.
Never much liked the night. Or the sleep promised with it. Because it wasn't a time Trevor rested. It was when he remembered. The things...
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Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with Magical!.
He mourned his cloak briefly. It was a good thing for quite a few years, wool from some odd long-necked sheep, not just woven but also...
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House settled into quiet. And his feet knew to match it. The ghoul had stopped pretending to be alive. If the kid made another sound, it...
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Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with
Fire.
The man in question stilled with his back straight, against the hearth side. His eyes followed movement to the recently closed door. He... -
They just got the drop on a kid. A fucking kid. And here he was prancing around the common room like some kind of nude ostrich...
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Verity reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Private Not all fiends come from shroud with honk.
The rot sung in a way metal sings before snapping from tension. It was the baying of the bloodhound, the iron stench in the air at...
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Fire caught easily – like the man had done this before. An experienced hobo, then. Trevor didn't move to help. Guy had it well in hand...
