• Cael wrote a new journal: Deal With The Enma [GW2] 1 month, 2 weeks ago

    ((Rp log with minor edits. Argus accidentally acquires a child.))   Gomi hates New Kianeng.   Too close. Too much. But the Echovald was death and wilds, and so she was stuck camped cheek by jowl in t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch] A New Scar 5 months, 4 weeks ago

    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 strik […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 6 months ago

    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 t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 9 months, 2 weeks ago

    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 t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch] Thorngrasp 10 months ago

    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 t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch] A Name For It 10 months, 3 weeks ago

    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 […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch] Heart Attack 11 months, 1 week ago

    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 h […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 11 months, 4 weeks ago

    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 […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 11 months, 4 weeks ago

    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 […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 12 months ago

    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 t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: The Edge of a Knife [Larch] 1 year ago

    In the aftermath, Larch worked.   She used her spells, first, repairing flesh and wood alike where fire had charred and blades had cut. This was the first raid she’d dealt with in a long time; the last sh […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Corpse in an Alley, Skull in the Garden, Skeletons in the Closet [Larch] 1 year ago

    “…Why did you even tell me that?”   “Don’t whine. It’s not becoming. One or another, however you decide, you should know what he is. Informed decisions are the basis of smart plans,” Flower said, both rut […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Cael][GW2] Red Dawn 1 year, 1 month ago

    ((TW: self harm, suicide idealization, implied cannibalism, mindfuck)) Pain. Burning, itching- claws red, claws wet, claw herself claw herself she’s burning she’s cold she’s so cold why can’t she get war […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch][Pathfinder] What Grows In The Garden 1 year, 1 month ago

    Larch sat on the bed, feeling bone deep weariness in every line of her. The baths had been nerve wracking. Hot water to soak in was a balm to body, mind, and soul, but sharing them…


    She was not body shy on […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Rain and Chiro][GW2] Balance 1 year, 1 month ago

    Ice and pines give way to rocky trails leading down the mountain. They descend from the Shiverpeaks and the Pass, working south then north agian, to the great bustling chaotic metropolis of Lion’s Arch. There, t […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Rain and Chiro][GW2] Breathing 1 year, 1 month ago

    They traveled slowly from the foothills of the norn homeland to Heolbrak and then Lornar’s Pass. The two were an odd pair, bear-sized red headed norn woman and tiny, energetic blonde asura girl, neither dressed o […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Rain and Chiro][GW2] Woodcutting 1 year, 1 month ago

    The weather in the foothills of Hoelbrak is brisk and cool and damp, the rain from the night before and the temperature now coming together to necessitate scarves for both Norn and Asura. Rain, a towering norn […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Larch][Pathfinder] Data Analysis Malfunction 1 year, 1 month ago

    It was impossible. Reprehensible. Absolutely one hundred percent straight fucked up.


    Larch regarded her list with the air of someone regarding the time and date of thier execution.


    This should n […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: Journal 1 year, 3 months ago

    Larch nearly slipped off the branch of the tree and somehow, didn’t fall. Flower, next to her, laughed in cat fashion with a little mrrp, amused eyes watching her. They remained the same purple as all those y […]

  • Cael wrote a new journal: [Dasha] King, Kind, and Kindling 2 years, 2 months ago

    [[Dasha meets the other scion of House Bordren. Minor edits for flow, and additional writing at the end.]]


    “…Goodbye. Good luck with your… cabinet or whatever.”


    Relieved, Dasha wat […]

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