The smell of death assaulted their senses, magnified to nearly an overwhelming physical sensation. The battered party feverishly ascended the curved ramp of the tower, the champion of Pelor halted a couple of levels below, struggling to contain the evil oozing out of the purple-black ball of energy. Wearily they entered onto an open platform …
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Valiant Truth
The Black Hawk stands stolidly outside the door of the personal quarters. His ornately carved helm, symbol of the elite guard of Lady Blackbird, blocks the nervousness reflected in his visage. Newly appointed in the last couple of weeks as the guard expanded under Captain Kozar, he had not yet even been introduced officially …
A Fateful Path
The young elf, dressed in the colors of crimson and burnished gold, walked slowly down the lightly curved corridor. A young teenager, if such a crass comparison to human standards were to be made, although to the normal elven eye the scene depicted a youngling of around thirty seasons. He strode with an abnormal grace …
Court Friends
The young elven female flowed down the ornately carved halls, panels glistening with the years of magical touch, beautiful and,normally,calming here within the private quarters of one of the princely families of Calethria. Singing softly to herself, she glanced into various rooms as she passed, slowing only long enough to determine if what, or who, …
A Royal Introduction
The clatter and whir of the wooden practice lathes rang through the clearing. Three youthful looking elves ducked and tumbled and jumped throughout the small area, whipping wooden weapons in rapid circles of attack and defense. The action resolved around a skirmish of two on one, and as such, appeared about even. “His quickness …
Descent into Pain: A Tale of Elyrienne Malethlal
Elwen vanwa dineth* The last weeks have passed in distressing contemplation and exploration of the aether for substantiation of your presence in Calethria and your abiding comfort and weal. The possibility that I will never again attend upon your musical presence drowns my conscious in the surety of pain and suffering, and buoys my fears, …
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Descent into Madness: A Tale of Elyrienne Malethlal
Elwen vanwa rusva dineth* Love slithers like a serpent through the dark, twisting honor and protection towards fear and betrayal…….one perfect love twisting into the monstrous of the night……how was the beauty dispelled in favor of the lust……can you even see the darkness from your poisoned perspective…..have you filtered out all the light……have I…… Your …
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Descent into Darkness: A Tale of Elyrienne Malethlal
Elwen vanwa dineth Time passes slowly since the devastation of the news of Calethria, my princess, and I have not deigned to scrawl my thoughts in this journal over often. For whom would I write when half of my soul has been burned to the ashes of despair? As such, these once beloved journal entries …
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Broken Reflections: A Tale of Elyrienne Malethlal
Elwen vanwa rusva dineth The mind veers into strange modes of contemplation after great tragedy. In my youthful arrogance I had always acted as if there could be no pain or fear sufficient to affect one’s duty to the Tel'Quessir. Within my broken memories, always were you the one who understood my devotion, my need …
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Big Brother
"Yo, Byron." I stopped, and turned from the entrance to Keliendi's Kustom Leathers and looked around. The sidewalks were relatively uncrowded this Sunday afternoon, but that didn't mean empty, so I didn't eye any chummers at first, and not many others knew that name. But then I saw Omar waving from a heavily customized Ford …
Coming Home?
e “Hoi! Chummer, you gettin’ out?” growled the dwarven driver, with a hint of nervousness. “Huh?” I replied, with extreme wit. “Corner of Broadway and East Galena. Fifty nuyen.” “Already? Sure,” I mumbled, and I swipe one of Byron’s cred sticks across the scanner, adding ten for a tip, not really sure how long …
Mind Games
I cracked the lid of my left eye. Yep, Talon was still sitting there before the fire. Sigh....... I closed my eye and tried to again enter the meditative state. There are lessons. Then there are lessons. The latter you always remember. Or should. Sound. One of the earliest took me a long time to learn …
Centered
If you want the chip-truth, this used to freak me the fuck out. Not that it happened all that often, not 'til Talon found me for the first time and started to train me. Frack, I'm still amazed she didn't skrag my ass the first time we met with what I tried. I still laugh …
Security Briefing – A Ghost Venom Side
About a dozen people sat within the meeting room on the second floor, chatting quietly. The room could fit forty people in it comfortably in its current configuration, with a presentation podium in the front corner off to the side of the video screen main wall. It didn't see much use on a regular basis, …
Distracted – An Alliance Side Mission?
“I’m moving towards the rear of the mansion. No apparent defenses at this point. Should be safe for Titan to proceed with his portion. Red Ring is returning to Alliance One,” reported Ghost Venom. Two minutes later, the Argentinian accent of Brujeria whispered into his ears, “Ghost, Red Ring had to be isolated due to …
Last Dreams 