As she sat, he took her in calmly, concentrating almost as much on her appearance as on the juices running down the quailbone he was focused on picking clean.
There were little things amiss....
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As she sat, he took her in calmly, concentrating almost as much on her appearance as on the juices running down the quailbone he was focused on picking clean.
There were little things amiss....
The discomfort was like an itch lodged right at the base of his ribcage, an itch just beneath the skin. The city was so difficult to be in. Coiameth had taught him to listen well to the song that all...
As Cildorian rounded the last smooth bluff in these distant highlands, his cottage appeared. It was almost magical the way he saw nothing at first, then suddenly the structure emerged into sight. But...
Léon: The Professional
The last time Cildorian had been in the city of Anebrilith, it had been sometime in Astacu or Alstana, those months when the grueling cold of winter was finally beginning to relent and soften into...
It was lunchtime. Cildorian was squatting on the ground just off the roadside, eating his. He was about an hour's march from the Gate of Beinost. The road from where he stood wound its way ever down,...
((Open thread, to 2 more. First couple to post gets in. This is specifically designed as an improvisation, no planning. We'll see where it goes together. Once a third person -- including me -- has...
Basic Stats
Name: Cildorian
Race: Mixed High/Wood Elf
Nationality: Raiaeran
Gender: Male
Age: 260
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 240 Pounds (Muscular. No elf twink stereotypes pls)
Hair Color: Dark,...
It's absolutely bizarre to be here looking at an empty Althanas textbox for the first time in...gosh, it has to be a decade at the very least. How the hell is everyone? Is there anyone still here...