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Feel free to skip me, if either of you would like to keep writing. There will be some instances where Wilfred might not be able to do much to advance the story, and I feel this is one of those times...

Bunnies of Wilfred permitted.

Earlier that day, a small merchant vessel called the Sweet Jane (optimistically and erroneously named in honour of the owner's wife) had docked in Scara Brae. Its...

Once more, Glofir had adorned his large, upstairs table with food and drink. While the porcelain tea and silver coffee sets remained, they had been joined by several bottles of elvish wine and,...

Terry's feet disappeared into the gloomily-lit chamber above them. Aurelius was up in a flash, hot on his heels.

The room they were in was fairly roomy, enclosed by four rough stone walls and...

Whatever reservations Terry had about traversing unlit sewers in the company of a mass murderer went unvoiced. In fact, he said nothing at all as they shambled their way along. The human, by himself,...

Glofir's voice came out from the glass in a barely-audible whisper. "Yes, I could hear the alarm", he said. Although he wasn't visibly displeased, his erstwhile chipper demeanour had completely...

Mrs Gumbridge cast a stern eye towards the dog. "Wilfred, is it?" she croaked. "Wilfred! Sit!"

At mention of his name, Wilfred looked anxiously back at the old woman, and then, hesitantly, lowered...

Terry shrugged. He had become familiar enough with the dead guardsman's voice to mimic it, and the thick wooden door had done the rest by muffling his impersonation to iron out the kinks. He fell in...

Hey, sorry for the late reply. I think your intro thread has been buried under more recent posts. Still, welcome to Althanas!

Basically, what Diss has said is correct. You can probably find more...

After half an hour, it was clear that Wilfred was falling short of expectations. The dog showed a singular interest in sniffing posts, chewing unknown things which had been discarded on the ground,...

Glofir rubbed his hands, trying to ease the stiffness from his joints. "I don't have any accomplices, really, not these days", he said. "But I certainly have work... sorry, one moment. Wilfred!"
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The captain liked to believe himself to be afraid of no man, and perhaps he was -but unfortunately for him, Aurelius did not quite fit the distinction. It's the eyes, he thought first, then, no, it's...

Though Glofir was beginning to look a little hagard, he cracked a smile at Brand's entrance. "Oh? Nice to see another practitioner about. Please, make yourself comfortable. I'll be with you shortly."...

The watch house cells were stout, brick-lined things. Each room was little larger than a closet with a cot, a bucket, a grill, and a heavy iron door. The captain rammed the viewing slot open and,...

Not at all, Tad! Feel free to jump in. I'm sure Glofir would still be awake if you wanted to start there, or you can strike out on your own for now.

And of course, you're welcome to bring in...

The day grew, wilted, faded, and disappeared below the horizon, dragging its burnished copper skies with it. In its place, the nebulous dome burned gently with stars and half moon, white and cold...

The afternoon had begun to wear on, the shadows growing longer and its light a bit more red, when Glofir was struck by the thought that he should have paid more attention to what the Eredar had been...

OOC: things might go easier if we keep time constant in this thread, and I'll try and make sure time does progress tangibly. I'm just worried about running each person at a different point in time,...

The bowels of any great city are rarely appreciated by those who walk above them. Beneath one's feet may lie a maze of sewers, basements, cellars, dungeons and even natural caves and sinkholes. As...

If you want new content, Mord, why don't you post in Praxes already? :P

Glofir accepted the strange little device from Sirius. "Curious. You shall have to tell me where you acquired this, some time.

"Before you go, there are indeed a couple more things", Glofir...

No worries. It's just that us judges take that sort of thing into account when we do the scores, so you'll actually be doing yourself a favour if you avoid powerplaying :)

Glofir smiled gently to himself as he prepared more dishes for his guests. "All are good suggestions", he remarked, although he gave the tiefling a slightly concerned look. "I, personally suspect...

Glofir peered out at the disheveled woman looking in. "The door is open, miss", he called out.

While Hu Tian dealt with the onerous task of entering the shop, the wizard rubbed his eyes wearily....

Nooo! We need you :(