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Shelladda - Grasses & Blood Shelladda's animal companion was much closer than she'd anticipated. The noise, the approaching evil, had all been far too distracting. She was a simple woman after all. ~Blessed be Karfulu, protector of my beloved.~ With her mount's proximity came a sense of...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood Rarely did the druidess ever feel like prey. The same however, couldn't be said for her four-legged companion. A wild herd animal by nature, Shelladda's bond to the beast had come with consequences. Many a time it caused a ripple of guilt in her mind; that an animal...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood At first it was a look of surprise, her eyes seeking from whence the arrow had come. Thankfully it wasn't another goblin. No, it wasn't some third little wretch that had been sneaking in the bushes behind her. It was a fellow Mgorongoron! He too had vocalised a great...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood The wild druidess grunted as the larger foe stepped before his small mischievous colleague. So it would be then, the big one first. Her swish of a scimitar failing, Shelladda tensed herself for what was to come. It was their turn to retaliate, in what had so far been...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood The bulky frame of the primitive druid absorbed another bolt. She visibly winced, a stab of pain and lingering annoyance. They were peppering her, restricting her freedom one tiny piece at a time. Thankfully, yet again the poisonous tip seemed to fail to make contact...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood It seemed that Shelladda's poor luck was contagious, the woman of the wilderness smirking as a crossbow bolt and spear flew past. The evil little people's intention was clear. They wanted her dead, and the feeling was mutual. Goblins. An un-natural, viscious and...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood Shelladda noticed little beast's ongoing conversation, but that didn't change anything. They'd started this! She drew a quick breath between her ample lips, held the air in her lungs a moment, and then with a great exhale let her spear take to the air. "Gula!" It...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood The large native woman glanced to her shoulder, a fresh site of stinging pain. "Evil vermin!" she exclaimed in native tongue. Thankfully, the woman's muscles were protected by a firm and age-old layer of fat. The arrowhead had neither detached nor dug too far...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood She clenched her jaw and dropped lower into the undergrowth, which wasn't nearly tall nor thick enough to offer decent concealment. Till now though, it had worked just fine. Shelladda resisted the urge to just lob a spear at one of them. Had things been different...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood Shelladda flinched. ~Goblins Goblins!~ It sounded like their were only a pair, and the tribal druid would have had no qualms making herself known and dealing with them first-hand, except for the circumstances. The closeness of their proximity didn't bode well. It...

Shelladda - Grasses & Blood The stench of bloody death. Shelladda stood amongst the aftermath of a massacre, overwhelmed trying to make heads or tails of it all. A primitive woman, who'd led an often solitary life in the wild, wasn't blessed with knowledge of dark magic, nor the motive that had...

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So it seems my character sheet has gone blank. Thank the lords of Sion that I saved off a PDF before that happened. Will just have to plug all the info back in :)

Aletia: Out of Bounds ~Yes! Yes!~ Time moves swiftly when you're struggling for your freedom, even moreso in the darkness of night. Although outnumbered, even though this was far from over, Aletia knew that the next few moments were make or break. The young elf and her familiar's future sat...

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Hi Guys, Just wanted to wish you all an awesome Christmas :D Its been great writing with you and look forward to more. Have fun folks! Ivo

Aletia: Slip and Slice All promises of a late night meal had been kept. Human Flesh. It wasn’t a diet that the elven girl usually encouraged for her well-loved familiar, being law abiding peaceful citizens and all. Usually poor little Crez had to make do with lower-shelf sustenance; insects...

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