The Second All-Salvar Pub Crawl is a repeat of the best kind of tradition: impromptu, ill-thought-out, and totally saturated in alcohol. The first one had ended with participants variously in bed...
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The Second All-Salvar Pub Crawl is a repeat of the best kind of tradition: impromptu, ill-thought-out, and totally saturated in alcohol. The first one had ended with participants variously in bed...
She paused, the rambling imprecations towards the undeserving monks yielding in an instant to a sort of silence that grinned. Her next words were impossibly drawled out and spoke volumes about lung...
I'll oppose, then. And with two instead of three, to keep things on an even keel.
The quarrel, if it had feelings, was disconcerted when it met no resistance as it went through Itera's face. It wasn't anything like what was expected of hitting flesh and bone with a fast-moving bit...
Well, in the interest of spoiling things:
His father's killer was himself.
His father's supposed killer is his father.
It was his sled.
She ate some pomegranate.
She is God.
He was sent back...
There was something else that the Citadel monks offered: a unique blend of ginger tea that warmed the blood and was supposedly good for the complexion. Therefore, the main difference between this and...
I don't know! Welcome back! Now start something!
The black assassin, its edges rounded from long use, clicked quietly onto the square. Its goddess kept her fingers on it for a moment, her amber eyes darting all around the boards for some hidden...
Today, I used a stapler to fix an aircraft LRU. The bit that prevent the wings from exploding.
Duffy, your inventive use of the English language astounds and amazes me, by which I mean that "astound" stands for "baffles with their horribly inappropriate placement and context" and "amaze"...
Oh I dunno. I'm waffling between dragging this thing out another 5 or 6 posts minimum, or ending it in 2.
Itera smiled and pointed with her fan.
One corner of the gardens had become entirely unlike the rest of it. Had the fortress gardener not been part of the rapid renovations, he might have lodged a...
Itera sighed. Men.
She turned away from the charging Hank with an unhappy look in her eyes and her face again behind her fan. In some ways the situation, with all the yelling and gasping and...
(Forfeited. I have no idea how to actually continue this.)
Itera had a moment to think about playtime and instantly came to the conclusion that there was nothing about an angry elf with some blades that would demand her to actually take things seriously. The...
There was a highly unusual human accosting Itera; this inherently piqued her interest. Her approval of his engraved agal just about offset her disapproval of the plainness of his gutra; at least his...
"A party?"
"Oh, yes. The biggest. It is quite the talk of the town."
"And the Duke Kretz hasn't sent me an invitation?" Itera puffed out her cheek in mock irritation. Neither of her luncheon...
An interested twinkle in Itera's eye preceded the slight twitch of her fan. The pair of gaps moved languidly and came to a stop facing each other, one floating a few feet above the other. This was...
The sound of a hole being carelessly punched through space is one of those that reached the listener by entirely bypassing the ears. It has been described as a loud, silent fabric-tearing noise on...
Brisk winds blew autumn leaves between trees. Golden sunlight peeked through between streaming clouds. Geese arrows chorused across the gray skies. Scarlet layers played music on the ground.
In a...
"Toast Rack."
The giant statue staggered a step as a few hundred pounds of metal bars smashed it in an upraised, shielding arm, shattering it. Luckily for Talen, that was the arm waving the sword...
An extremely startled Itera found herself quite overbalanced and without the faintest recollection of how she had snapped backwards like a frilly rubber band. It was pure reflexes from a long life...
"Eeeyaaaaa!" A squeal of delight escaped Itera. Her fan folded up with a slingshot-like noise and she bent down to look closely at the mighty guardian of the gate. There was a huge, vapid smile on...
Itera had briefly considered evading the attentions of the tournament host and playing some games with them. While it would have been a pleasant surprise for them, fairies were, in general, not in...
There is a customary position that Itera takes on every sea-going trip, and that is in the maintop. There were many possible reasons for it. Perhaps she liked having the best view on the ship, with...