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Fingers came laced twixt his own and squeezed tight. His mismatched eyes looking there upon the weave of their flesh and bone. Still... -
Matvi Iramene replied to the thread Open Buried Roots [KoA].Fingers came laced twixt his own and squeezed tight. His mismatched eyes looking there upon the weave of their flesh and bone. Still... -
There was another weight come against him. The initial reaction died in his mouth when he realized this one wasn’t a mirror of the... -
Oliver replied to the thread Open Buried Roots [KoA].There was another weight come against him. The initial reaction died in his mouth when he realized this one wasn’t a mirror of the... -
Lir reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Satisfying.
They had the local brew, bitter and tan but the one that dried the skin with its intensity. They had the barley brew in caskets with the... -
Willard replied to the thread Open What grows out of mud.'Sure you can,' replied Willard, hand returning to its natural place at his side, fingers curling inwards slightly, missing the touch of... -
Hearty, delicious soup, still warm despite its long life on the table top and the not-so-stealthy changing of hands. When she met no... -
Hearty, delicious soup, still warm despite its long life on the table top and the not-so-stealthy changing of hands. When she met no...
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Rowan replied to the thread Open Anything For A Kill.Hearty, delicious soup, still warm despite its long life on the table top and the not-so-stealthy changing of hands. When she met no... -
This place did not feel particularly welcome. Granted, Aelius was accustomed to his grand walled city of Naya Vapna, where things were... -
"She is all that is gracious Her spirit is comely The work of her hands is fair" -Thomas the Rhymer, Ellen Kushner
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“Right. And we’re here.” Caravan master Lydik hops off the front wagon and walks his way down along the train, his big gnarled hands... -
"She is all that is gracious Her spirit is comely The work of her hands is fair" -Thomas the Rhymer, Ellen Kushner
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Karken reacted to Walter Thornley's post in the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing with
Hype.
They had the local brew, bitter and tan but the one that dried the skin with its intensity. They had the barley brew in caskets with the... -
"That's what I've always liked about you, Maria," Garrod grinned at the mage come Cazadore. "Straight to the real business," Brinda...
