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The Prince of Tatters replied to the thread Open All Roads Lead to Hestio.When I found you, you were broken and shambling. A noble and gaudy thing turned wretched by the works of evil men. Now you lay beneath... -
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Caravans were hefted at this point of the road, hoisted up for fear of the breadth of wheels spilling over into falling. Rolling down... -
The month of Hochtar, 351 E.O.D A league from Akkelon, City of Silver What goes around comes around... Something was not quite right...
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The month of Hochtar, 351 E.O.D A league from Akkelon, City of Silver What goes around comes around... Something was not quite right... -
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Swords clashed across the Suldazan sands, still bleeding their heat from the day's sun as horse's hooves thundered their turn and... -
Momoshiro Komori replied to the thread Open Roads no one remembers.The dunes ahead shimmered wrong. Not heat-haze wrong—something deeper. Like the desert itself had begun to blink. The sands no longer...
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“Momo,” she humored him back. The foxkin’s ears twitched faintly at that, some of the tension easing from his shoulders despite the... -
Momoshiro Komori replied to the thread Private Drums in the Deep.“Momo,” she humored him back. The foxkin’s ears twitched faintly at that, some of the tension easing from his shoulders despite the...
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Momoshiro Komori replied to the thread Private Home Away From Home.Momo listened quietly as Osytha spoke, his crimson eyes drifting out across the village unfolding before them. The sounds reached him...
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Faramund watched as the space betwixt trunks came alive with movement, shadowed forms darting hither and yon, drawing the eye and... -
Faramund replied to the thread Private Now Hands That Build.Faramund watched as the space betwixt trunks came alive with movement, shadowed forms darting hither and yon, drawing the eye and...
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It’s so very, very quiet in the aftermath. The glade itself, that as well; this green-draped screen encircling them holds the world at... -
Osytha replied to the thread Private An Ash Strewn Hope.It’s so very, very quiet in the aftermath. The glade itself, that as well; this green-draped screen encircling them holds the world at... -
Facing dead ahead, a grum cast to her features as Osytha squints in the glaring sunlight; masking, too, the play of her eyes through...
