Unfounding
Unwoven
Undying
Those three threads about sum this character up, I think.
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Unfounding
Unwoven
Undying
Those three threads about sum this character up, I think.
Closed.
Humans have no idea just how noisy their world is. Everything from the incessant clang of the blacksmith's hammer down the street to their own thundering footsteps fades into fog. Be it...
When the last of Unfounded turned the corner from me, I rose from the rough shingles on the lonely roof. All I had left was Mutt's poetry and his promise that I'd never be alone, as well as the...
Silence ruled for a few seconds, letting everything and everyone settle. Sorrow surged through my body, urging me to beg and plead to not be cast out into the night. For a second I wavered, the...
The Room has always been a simple, empty room in an otherwise abandoned building. It's large enough to hold the Faces, and it has enough extra space to go through whichever ritual it's needed for. In...
When his grave was clean, I put the remaining incense above the flat stone that marked it and spilled a little beer where his mouth would be.
"This is my last time here, Mutt." I took a mouthful...
The sun was high when I finally made my way to Mutt's grave. I took with me a knife, a pail of water, a bristle brush, some incense, several pounds of roasted meat, and a jug of his favorite beer....
I stared at that card in slack-jawed silence for at least a minute. Splinter simply watched me, giving me the time to process what he'd just told me. In that moment, it was the only kindness he could...
Ten miles is barely half an hour's walk for me, so dawn hadn't even reached its full glory when I broke through the Radasanthian haze and slipped into Splinter's office. My stomach had twisted itself...
The day of my death dawned with a summons from Splinter, the third and current leader of Unfounded. A decade ago, when Lightning chose the peg-legged former thug as his successor over his own son,...
This is hella rusty, written quickly, and I didn't even proof it. Also, I riff on a folk song. Take it for what it is.
Is this what it's like to be dead?
I knelt on top of a crumbling building...
My wound tingled, then burned, as though a cold fire was cauterizing me from the inside out. Had I been gifted healing while in Pode's grove, or after? What reason could the Stars possibly have for...
I played it. I liked it.
I only cohosted several podcast episodes with you. I am disappointed you don't remember me.
Hi Paul.
The distraction of two big, burly men in armor meant that there was much less attention on me, so I grabbed the longbow and its arrows, then launched myself over the wall to land lightly on its...
With Erirag gone - off to seek food and alcohol, no doubt; her disgust at our topic of conversation had been obvious for several minutes - I hung back with Otto while he secured his horses and cart...
That's right, boys. Leave your archer up on the wall while you do some sort of loud dance number really far back. That makes a lot of sense.
If I'd wanted a steel drum set announcing my presence,...
Weird hats are the best.
Thank you to everyone who has responded thus far. Everyone else, please get your answers in by noon EST on Sunday! Essence Of's format demands prep work, and I might not see later answers in time. :)
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I didn't answer Cromwell in words so much as I started walking a path the two big men could handle easily. The giant with liquid armor seemed all right, but the half-orc looked half dead of...
Blessed silence fell when the last insect either died or retreated. Of course, my head still felt like I was standing in a great cathedral bell tower just before morning services, but at least the...
I paused briefly, hunching against a gust of wind that pulled at my tightly-braided hair and threatened to tear me to the ground. Stinging drops of water pelted my face - another mark against...
Eh. Not really interested in this character anymore. Funny concept, might have played her a couple of times for the lols.