"There's hope, though? Life goes on after this, and Corone survives to rebuild, right? What all did the prophet--Nenkulor, what all did Nenkulor say about the explosion?
Is there anything we can...
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"There's hope, though? Life goes on after this, and Corone survives to rebuild, right? What all did the prophet--Nenkulor, what all did Nenkulor say about the explosion?
Is there anything we can...
There hasn't been another diadem which Amazonian dominatrixes fought over like this.
Kirin tucked his elbow close against his ribs, stretching carefully to ensure he can move and breathe without piercing his own lungs, and decided that they were possibly bruised or cracked, but not...
Kirin, too, had heard the screams. Without hesitation, he whipped around, pulling his knives from where they'd been minimally concealed by his belt. Ignoring his body's protests, he leaped forwards,...
They stumble into Gisela under cover of darkness. There’s no time to scout the town, look for the best hideouts--they all pile into a little alley and seal it off as best they can. It’s a clean...
Corin, in contrast, talks more, trying to soothe ruffled feathers. Kei and Lark too spend more time wandering. For that matter, Kirin has never seen Kei so relaxed, even with all the added stress....
If they can find a place to take them in, anyway. They’re tentatively planning to head for Gisela, hoping the Revolutionaries won’t look too closely at a bunch of refugee brats. But for that,...
Lyria is still quivering, and she damn near tackles Cress as she babbles excitedly about the explosion. Lexon is still snickering to himself, and Nathan is--not out of it, precisely, but about as...
It starts as a low rumble, growing to a crescendo, and they’re all witness to how the side of the Keep simply--vanishes.
There’s a flash of fire, a roar of noise, and then darkness again....
He moves forward into the center of the room, meeting the other fighter halfway, and slashes sharply at his throat. The man leaps back easily, a mocking smirk on his lips, and offers his own testing...
They all head back to the entrance, and Kirin hands them off to Lexon before turning and making for the guard room. Lyria is still busy, but well out of sight. She won’t be much longer, either.
...
Kirin listened, fascinated. Something the man had said nagged at him, though.
"Lorenas? We're meant to survive and keep on, right? Surely there's something we can do to help, even if it's just the...
The Keep is a vast castle, ringing the rise of the Citadel above it. It’s a fortress in its own right. Getting in should be nearly impossible. Instead, it’s one of the easiest parts of the night....
Merry Christmas all!
I got a set of war fans and I'm still not over it. ^_^
Kirin’s little corner of the world specializes in procurement. Even while being hunted by the Guard, they remain the best of the best.
Supplies trickle in over the next few days--everything...
Light and Dark. Kirin could understand that well enough. He'd walked that line every day for most of his life, after all. More than most, he understood the careful balance between the two. Get too...
Kirin loses his tail within fifteen minutes. The city is swarming, though, the entirety of the Guard turned out just to find him. It's a thrill, for sure, but it's also a little worrying, because...
2018 has been hell. Just. hell. In the worst way possible.
@Shinsou Hit me up on the Discord or PM here or whatever and let's hash something out. I've caught the RP bug, send help. XD
Kirin laughs as he fights.
It's exhilarating, a whirling dance of blades, and he weaves between his unwitting partners with the ease of long familiarity. His knives flash against the cold winter...
"You speak as if you lived through all that, but... generations? How old are you? What was the Tablet of Destiny?"
The bits of history were fascinating, nothing like the dry, Empire-mandated...
I'm actually a brand new user? And I only have one character at the moment, but I'm down to play with anyone willing to put up with little posts and a lot of rust. ^_^
Kirin hunched his shoulders a bit, feeling the weight of Lorenor's gaze on him. He leaned back against the wall with the proffered food, delighted to find real meat along with the dried grains.
...
Kirin raised his chin at the the elf's question.
"I am fine, thank you. Is there anything I can assist with? I have no medic training, but I can help clear debris and run errands."
He knew well...
Still alive. Somehow.
Not sure I really appreciate how it feels, though.
Kirin lay back against the wall and watched the other man--Lorenor, he'd said--approach. He wanted to be wary, but... he was too tired and injured to even consider defending himself, and Lorenor...