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Aletia: Towards the bag "No!" the young vagrant lad shrieked as his left arm met resistance. Damn, this kidnapper was agile... and fast! Beneath the unbroken disguise, Aletia was stunned with how swiftly the assailants acted. They worked as a team, a group that had surely done this more than...

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Wrenwil: Idle hands It was plain to see that the aging cleric's little game of "look at us, this is delicious, you know you want it," hadn't quite worked out. For Wrenwil, at least it was a temporary moment of reward. A rare chance to savour something truly from home. As his rather battered...

Aletia: Time to Run! Aletia wasn't a pacifist. There were times when one's right to exist in peace, defend oneself or loved ones, required hard decisions. Yes, she had killed in the past, but only on rare occasions when all else had failed. Life threatening situations. The young Elf hated the...

Aletia: Interdicted Given the rather uneventful wander to Jabbar's shop, the elven lass had been naieve in her confidence that the return journey would be much the same. Rain, a disguise and nothing more. Magic had always been a part of Aletia's life, with subtle nuances showing from an...

Hi Guys :) Current pace: The Sion pace and expectations are generally fine for me, can usually get a reply up within a few days. I'm in Australia of course, so sometimes the time difference might not work in everyone's favor? Tbh I find the writing bit pretty quick, its the formatting and...

Wrenwil: Getting a light under it ~This cursed land is well to full of extremes! Weather. People. Cultures. And now this!~ There was some dark humor in it, but the aging cleric of Pentos didn't really see it that way. Foreboding was slowly returning to his bones again, as the emotional high of...

Aletia: Returning to Rain The young elf was pleased that her idea had been accepted. Yes, it would allow time for very little rest, but slumber and sloth was the last thing on her mind. A great pit of dark and squirming loss was slowly being filled. Filled with tasks, responsibilities, new...

Aletia: Temples & Tunnels Aletia kept her chosen place by the hearth, smiling as the Underfolk sat and appeared to enter into contemplation. Like her, he seemed to be quietly trying to come to terms with a vast number of deeds, actions and potential consequences that the group was in the midst...

Aletia: Warm mists and cold news The young newcomer hovered next to Jabbar’s hearth, a light mist arising off her silver silken dress as it slowly succumbed to the warmth. Heat thawed her legs whilst strange new knowledge soaked into her ears. Her first job for Burlock, and so very...

Aletia: Overstep Aletia's hand retreated from the hilt of her back-strapped sword, returning to her side as the strangest of Jabbar's crew spoke words of apology. The seriousness on her pale and flawless face dissolved. Her eyes once again became bright jewels of green, and her lips upturned a...

Hi guys, given we have a lot of folks at Jabbar's place, I wondered if Narayan might like the idea of sticking to a set posting order? It might slow things down... dunno, but it would give everyone an equal chance to reply and react to things. Something like, DM, Aust, Burrai, Aletia, Ersun...

Hey no need to apologise matey :) These kinds of events are all good fun, and I do love posts with a bit of surprise in em. I was honestly torn between "a girlish giggle and a thank you", and the "what the hell is he doing!" options. The beauty of writing is sometimes the way people interpret...

Aletia: Hands off! Silver beams of soft moonlight had heralded Aletia’s arrival into the world. Through no choice of her own, her very being had been bestowed with both gifts, and oddities. She didn’t really think twice about night time activity. Hell, the young Elf was completely nocturnal...

Aletia: A Nocturnal Gathering Aletia nodded graciously before meeting the man's mysterious gaze again. "No need for concern Jabbar, I traveled devoid of incident, cept for the drenching weather. The streets were quiet this night, and nobody bode me ill will." Stepping into Jabbar's abode and...

Aletia: A Word in Hand The young Elf was a little startled by the swift response to her tapping at Jabbar's door. ~Alas it seems someone is awake at this moon-touched hour! Traders are hard working folk, much as my dear Mother used to be. No time to ponder too deeply on that now though...~...

This all sounds good to me. Continuation and flow like a story is something I prefer too, almost as though like filming, with scenes which cut at moments which "feel right". Within scenes, shots jump between the various characters as their stories unfold. No worries with the edit you made to...

Aletia: A Local Discovery Vallio trusted Burlock. Burlock trusted Jabbar. Aletia trusted that Burlock knew what kind of hours this enigma of a man might call his own. She hadn't minded the weather so much, not with the moon overhead somewhere, obscured by dark clouds... yet still hanging in...

Aletia: A Word in Hand Small pieces of Kayote’s puzzle might have been falling into place, but the whole grandiose picture was far from complete. So elaborate. So intricate in it's twisted way. From her strange encounters near Burlock’s secret maze, Aletia had witnessed more than enough to know...

Hi Narayan! This is great news indeed. Count me in if you will have me. I don't have your PM yet. I changed jobs a few weeks ago and it's rather intense, but I'll always find time to write with you guys. *Big smile* Ivan