Niklas was so wrapped up in his own thoughts that he was startled when a Seraph stopped him as he rounded the corner for home. There was a small flurry of activity outside the front door, and his heart sank. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to take another route.” “I’m afraid I can’t, as […]
Argus sits in his little nook, a small room within the guild hall, tucked away along the water level. Maybe it was the calm waters, or the damp smell of the rocks, but he found this place most at home. He finishes cleaning his pistol, beginning to reassemble it, A trickling memory of a much […]
The familiar smells and sounds of the Mad King’s festival was in the air, enough pumpkin scents to choke someone to death. The number of masked party goers made slipping into Divinity’s Reach all too simple, and finding the right party was even simpler. Argus slipped into the mansion practically undetected, slipping passed security and […]
Larch checked everything one last time. She was as ready as she was going to get to go home. To Numeria. Are they safe? Are they well? Did they seek the Ghost Wolves, join them? Or did they strike out on their own to rebuild from scratch? Have they found a shaman […]
He recalled kind hands. Gentle. Precise. Living. In his reverie, the masked face of the Necromancer caresses the periosteum of his right humerus, knitting and weaving the necromantic energy tightly up through the calcified articular cartilage and into his clavicle before replacing the frayed robe that covers his bones. He could feel. He knew he […]
She sat in the wagon in silence for almost five minutes. He. He just. He reaches for her, with the hands that kill so very easily, and there is that old feeling again and Larch does not do touching she doesn’t like contact and- -And he is warm. So warm, just like […]
PROJECT DRAFT: P-CSSAR-0.1 Sloppy shorthand covers the page; the rapid pace of the writer warped the letters to the point of near hieroglyphics. Who needed codes and secondary encryption when the best security one could rely on was to keep documents on paper and nearly unreadable? Nukkal’s chaotic note-taking was a point of pride for […]
Mallory stood completely still, staring blankly down the hallway, her mind swimming with thoughts. A loud rattling at her side jolted her to awareness, and she looked down, realizing the sound was her gloved hand shaking against the hilt of her rapier. She forced herself to shake out the tension, though it did nothing to […]
In the depths of the guild hall, tucked away in a small corner, the serene silence is broken with a fit of hoarse, gnarled coughing. A horrid relching follows as a figure turns over the side of his bed, heaving a sample of rather chunky red viscera. The man pants, sheets covering his lower […]
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In the deeper corner of Lions Arch, away from the lights and noises of crowds and their celebrations, upon ragged and drenched rocks, sat a griffon. His darker plumage blended with the shadows caused by the high cliff sides, and assisted in hiding him from prying eyes of Lionsguard […]
Larch finds a small note inside her vodka bottle. It reads: Just ask him out. Guys are too dumb to notice. ~CC Really, it was all that damn god’s fault. Without him, she’d still be in blissful ignorance. But the note on her vodka bottle sent her bone pale then puce with rage, and she […]
“The Doctor… implied that he and I are… friends.” Larch looked down, not looking at Mallory. In fact, she seemed to not know where to look. “Eh, you two have been friends for a while, you’re just now realizing it.” Mallory chuckled, making light of it and trying to encourage Larch that she was likely […]
Thorngrasp. A grasp of thorns. A thorny grasp. Black walnut rootlike vines with cedar ruddy thorns, grabbing the enemy. “I think it fits you, in more ways than one.” It was hard to tell with the monotone, but perhaps he was… friendly? Smiling? Or was that sardonic? Even sarcastic? Had that been […]
“Name of the guild?” Oh fuck. The name. He didn’t think of a freaking name. Why was picking the name always the worst thing about starting something new?! Fiel stammers. He has to find something. The registrar lifts her gaze from the paperwork to stare expectantly at Fiel from above the rim of […]
Kellid names are as brusque and percussive as their Hallit language, and most use two or fewer syllables. Second names are rare and typically limited to those who distinguish themselves through some great deed or draw from an especially significant lineage, though Kellid clan members hold their clan’s name in even higher regard than their […]
Ivran Chronicler looks out the window of his carriage. The city of Lastwall has finally come into view. The ride was peaceful but frightfully dull. All he could do was review his notes and check his old scars. The last time he did a psychometric reading, he was maimed and burned by the memories of […]
That thing should not exist. As much as Mallory wanted to forget, she couldn’t shake the sight of the aboleth from her mind. As she lay on the floor in the interior of Miri’s boat during the journey back to Heibarr, Mallory curled up in her soft pajamas, clutching at the fabric, slamming her eyes […]
“….and that’s – that’s all I remember. Uhm. Ma’am” She stares across the table at him, the sniveling excuse that the Initiative had been able to send over for as a secretary on a semi-short notice and on a semi-regular basis. It was beyond her how this clerical work could be so daunting a task […]
The Wraith’s Lair, 1:37 AM EST Wraith sighed as the reports kept scrolling down the monitor. In Rook City, crime was everywhere, and just keeping track of it took a mega computer. She specialized in more down to Earth crime, like the Chairman’s Network, but sometimes she wished for a little bit of a break, […]
Tymon. She had faith- complete faith- in him. She knew he was going to win. Larch dropped five hundred gold on him without a thought, and the only reason she didn’t drop more was that she didn’t want to see hungry for money in front of the others. She was, but still, it wouldn’t […]
Doc Sharpe waited in the Arena holding room, a place where a number of gladiators were preparing themselves for their next bouts. The alchemist stretched, and bounced up and down on his toes, keeping himself loose. A group of four gladiators were further down the hall, practicing on the training dummies, keeping themselves ready. Nice […]
This hospital has good bones, Larch thinks. She traces the grains of wood with callused fingers, the whorls and patterns. Old bones, but good- the solid dark wood is somber but goes well with the walls and interior he has furnished. The Doctor’s style was simple, functional, almost spartan: everything had a place and was […]
Happiness buzzes under her skin like friendly bees as Larch carefully tends the Firework Snapdragons in her wagon. They are a culmination, proof of concept, solid evidence that she can do it, that she was strong enough, smart enough to do on purpose what she had done once before, filled with rage and wild power […]
She doesn’t tell them what she’s doing. If Larch did that, she’d have to explain, and she honestly doesn’t know if she could. They aren’t her tribe. This isn’t her home. The shaman reminds herself of that, ineffectively, as she carefully plants seeds around one abandoned house in particular. It’s lost a corner, and […]