1. Song

    Private Where Feather Falls

    @Duscan The long robes swayed around the soft steps, layers of differently woven silk on each of three collars - emerald brocade atop the seafoam-green shell embroidery atop the white. The garments wrapped around the ankles, shoes with soft soles and curved toe not made for travel, though the...
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    • crorefell south ilica the city of fools
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  2. Anira Verseheart

    Dare Art is what you get away with [M]

    Late evening, Crorefell, City of Fools The Sweet and Sour Inn "I held a fragile ember, warm and bright, Now it’s ash and shadow beneath my skin." Anira's fingers moved with aching familiarity over the strings. The notes knew every secret ache of her heart. She sang not for the crowd, but for...
  3. Krava'quiloor

    Dare Design Fallacies

    Omella was a little old woman. Wrinkled, thin hands, hunched back, a kindly face with as many wrinkles as a baked apple, and half-blind, milky eyes mostly obscured by her heavy lids closing now and then, as if about to take a nap. Omella was a great Knitter, though people didn't seem to recall...
  4. Anira Verseheart

    Dare Mother of Pearls

    The Velvet Jaw didn’t smell like velvet. The brothel was pretending to be a palace. Gilded sconces, velvet drapes, and mirrors big enough to drown in. But the smell gave it away: sweat, stale perfume, the stink of sinners, and the sour tang of too many ugly secrets. Not fresh, but like old. Like...
  5. Anira Verseheart

    Dare And it sounds just like a song

    Ember District, Crorefell In the restless hum of the city night, Anira perched herself lazily in the window of her rented room, not far off street level, close enough to smell and hear every bad decision as it staggered past. It was a decent view, if you didn’t mind rooftops and trouble...
  6. Zalan

    Private If I Had Wings I Could Fly

    Crorefell, The Ashen Way, Between Murderer's Row, and the Ember District, Stavros' Den It'd been some time since he had stepped foot in a place like Stavros'. At least a month. The greasy smoke curling through air thick with the smell of tallow and old dirt. His fingers tapped quiet on...
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    • air ship crorefell heist
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  7. T

    The Seventh

    Even among The First and the Last the assassin known as The Seventh, or sometimes simply as The Mask to his fellow members, is unusually defined by what he does not do rather than by what he does. He never speaks. He never allows another to see his face. He never leaves a contract unfulfilled...
  8. Zalan

    Zalan of the Emeberic Cabal

    "Its not like they were doing anything with it," -Zalan on the morality of grave robbing. Rumored to have come out of the Empire's Crucible, there are whispers that Zalan even held rank within the Karmic Legions. Whatever his past may be, he now leads the Salamander Squadron, as part of the...
  9. The Sixth

    Private Cat's Eye

    "We're taking a break for a short spell!" barked the man at the front of the caravan. The Sixth could almost taste the collective groan of the accompanying mercenaries, members of the Half-Horned Bull. This was the third time already and the sun was barely past midpoint. At this rate the dead...
  10. The Sixth

    The Sixth

    - The Blade Dancer - The fourth child of an ancient but dwindling Miradi lineage, he had little say in the matters of his future. Their long holding to fringe traditions slowly saw them lose power and influence over the years. His parents sought to rectify this by any means necessary...
  11. Moina Iasis

    Prompt Trouble Calls

    Blue eyes glance out the wavy panes of glass as the droplets of rain drip down the sides. A mug of something strong sits on the table nearby as the red haired woman relaxes on the bench. Loud shouts, cheers, and the occasional angry shout echo in the Patched Paw Tavern, one of the regular...
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