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Xenovia replied to the thread Private Country Roads, Take Me Home.Xenovia keeps to the grassy verge as they venture onwards. She's never heard of Corndon let alone seen the place. Idle thoughts fill her... -
Rois Sinclair replied to the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts.For someone who often loudly stated that he was nought but a man, Rois, at his core, was very much like an animal. The man himself... -
The Vagrant followed the scent of blood through the narrowing streets, his pace unhurried and his hands tucked comfortably into the... -
Down the alleyways, leading a predator who'd probably gotten arrogant enough to think even an ambush was a temporary obstacle to the...
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The Vagrant had no particular destination in mind. That was hardly unusual. He wandered wherever the streets took him, following...
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He stood over the body, blood still fresh. No magic but a ripple smoothing over as the weave of the body dissipated. Minutes. What...
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The last light of evening was already bleeding out across the harbor when The Vagrant came into town. He did not arrive by road or...
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The sun was setting. It yellowed the outlines of the roofs, the cranes at the docks, sent narrow strips of brightness between the crates...
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His call went unanswered. Blazing eyes darted away from the fiend beneath him to try and find any sign of the other man - perhaps that...
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Osytha replied to the thread Private [M] The Carousel of Hearts.Osytha blinks back in surprise at the two faces. Then she smiles, recognising Feliene — a glad expression, if slightly marred by... -
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There was something to being held close like this while it rained. Shelter given but it was the warmth of him in his fine clothing that... -
Lucero replied to the thread Private Striving for Goodness While Cruel Men Win.She knew it hurt, dark brown brows furrowed together, lips twitching upon hearing the grit and grind of teeth. I'm sorry, she thought... -
It almost sounded like a challenge, but Enkai wasn't stupid enough to push his luck. The thought of someone going after his little... -
She doesn’t watch them go. Sets her eyes back upon the little weasel, but she can picture it. Krava all cocooned up protectively in...
