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Footsteps in the hallway. Voices muffled by old wood. The Planter answered both in turn, though not before its time. Outside the... -
Aelius of the Dawn replied to the thread Open Surely we'll sing of no little thing.It was easy to catch sight of the foxkin as he entered the room; though dressed down a bit, he still was bright enough with those... -
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The night was free, the town as secure as it could be, and in the air hung the anxious heaviness of anticipation. But with that... -
Venla Thiel replied to the thread Open What grows out of mud.Your family's involved now. No. That rose up fast and certain, cutting clean through the fog she'd been sitting in. "They're not," she... -
Rois Sinclair replied to the thread Private The Lonely Heart is a Hunter.She still had her sanity to lose. That was still an option. Ruby eyes hadn’t been open for a second there, but the naughty tone and... -
That expression, no matter how fleeting, did not go unnoticed. He wondered who or what that pain was for - the sick and dying? A poor... -
Her last hours. A stillness comes over Osytha, leant over the table. Slowly, she at last turns her head to look at Lock and...
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“O-sytha here… Brr-ycen, elsewhere. I understand, thank you, Syr.” The smoothing of Osytha’s natural drawl was very much appreciated... -
Rois Sinclair replied to the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts.“O-sytha here… Brr-ycen, elsewhere. I understand, thank you, Syr.” The smoothing of Osytha’s natural drawl was very much appreciated...
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"What the hell are you? Some kind of WEAKLING?" Aysel thundered, pointing at Brinda and her mechanical arm. She was grinning wildly as... -
"What the hell are you? Some kind of WEAKLING?" Aysel thundered, pointing at Brinda and her mechanical arm. She was grinning wildly as... -
Aysel replied to the thread Open Anything For A Kill."What the hell are you? Some kind of WEAKLING?" Aysel thundered, pointing at Brinda and her mechanical arm. She was grinning wildly as... -
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...
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Osytha replied to the thread Private The Roe of Stranger Tides.Her last hours. A stillness comes over Osytha, leant over the table. Slowly, she at last turns her head to look at Lock and... -
The real business was what drew folk to the Malcazadores in the first place. Monsters were worth their weight in coin - all you had to...
