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He felt at the way she gripped him in turn, tips of his fingers brushing over her taut knuckles in a whisper of a touch. Something idle... -
Farren Lóthlindor reacted to Aarno's post in the thread Private Objects, Affections with
Satisfying.
He felt at the way she gripped him in turn, tips of his fingers brushing over her taut knuckles in a whisper of a touch. Something idle... -
Aarno replied to the thread Private Objects, Affections.He felt at the way she gripped him in turn, tips of his fingers brushing over her taut knuckles in a whisper of a touch. Something idle... -
Anira Verseheart replied to the thread Private The Ballad of the Blighted Shore."Right," Anira says. Of course one of them is a specialist. And then she says nothing for four full seconds, because she trained for... -
Karken reacted to Venla Thiel's post in the thread Open The more I see, the less I know for sure. with
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"Should you survive this, you will answer before the Captains what happened here today." Venla looked at the squire for a long moment... -
Venla Thiel replied to the thread Open The more I see, the less I know for sure.."Should you survive this, you will answer before the Captains what happened here today." Venla looked at the squire for a long moment... -
Faramund replied to the thread Private Now Hands That Build.Contrary to the tales bards tell, of whooshing arrows and archers built like brick shithouses, rarely does one hear the arrow coming... -
Momo hesitated just inside the doorway, his ears twitching faintly as warmth from the hearth washed over him. After days of roads, wind... -
"...who’s to say ’ow things would’ve turned aht otherwise, now.” A nod from Hector. A lick across his knuckle then brought his eyes... -
Hello everyone– I want to preface this by saying I hate these sorts of announcements. I believe it's an admin’s job to maintain the... -
Osytha replied to the thread Private Now Hands That Build.“Oh — shit.” Four pairs of eyes, varying mixes of wild and wary, watch the rider canter along the road. The horse begins to slow, to a...
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Momoshiro Komori replied to the thread Private Drums in the Deep.The storm wind rolled across the deck in long, low breaths, carrying the scent of rain and saltwater. Lanterns swayed overhead... -
'Looked scared shitless,' replied the Mund, 'but otherwise well enough.' The clipped horns were new, the result of getting into bed with... -
Momoshiro Komori replied to the thread Private Home Away From Home.Momo hesitated just inside the doorway, his ears twitching faintly as warmth from the hearth washed over him. After days of roads, wind...
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Faramund replied to the thread Private Forced Divide.'Looked scared shitless,' replied the Mund, 'but otherwise well enough.' The clipped horns were new, the result of getting into bed with...
