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<blockquote data-quote="Bront" data-source="post: 2814528" data-attributes="member: 19696">[sblock=Flavor stories][sblock=Witch]&quot;How was I supposed to know the window was trapped?&quot; Araneau said, holding his shoulder, the wound on it festering and oozing green.&nbsp; &quot;Ouch!&nbsp; Careful there.&quot;Melisande smiled softly as she pushed and prodded the wound, much to Araneau's dismay.&nbsp; &quot;Perhaps you shouldn't have been gawking at the ladies in waiting through it,&quot; she said as she spread a salve over the wound.&nbsp; &quot;Here, drink this.&quot;The swashbuckler's nose turned when he saw the vile brown ichor before him, but he tilted his head back and swallowed as best he could.&nbsp; Through sheer force of will, he kept down the rancid brew.&nbsp; &quot;Blah, can't you make something that tastes good?&quot;&quot;Why of course I can,&quot; the witch replied with a smirk, &quot;but I made that especially for you.&quot;[/sblock][sblock=Liberator]Camilla, serial 235T692, snuck quietly through the halls.&nbsp; Sensing the guards as they passed, she was able to dodge them easily.Finding the one guard sleeping was a stroke of luck.&nbsp; She quickly knocked him out, and grabbed his keys.&nbsp; She snuck down the hall, and began to open up the cells one by one.&quot;You're free now, there's nothing to fear,&quot; the Pleb called into the chamber.&nbsp; &quot;You need not fight against your will.&quot;Julia called back from within her cell “I will not take freedom from you Pleb.” [/sblock][sblock=Anamist]Jarkav stood in the tree, whisker twitching in the wind.&nbsp; There was a pest about, one that toyed with the fey that had settled in his corner of the woods. The Lacerta could smell the scent in his tiger form, it neared, and he prepared to pounce.Jarkav leaped from the tree as the object of his stalk swung through the trees.&nbsp; As his paws shifted to hands, he grabbed the vine, drawing a dagger and cutting it.&nbsp; The two landed, Jarkev with the grace of a cat, and quickly he pounced on his prey, pinning it down with his feet.&quot;Ouch, that hurt!&quot; cried Araneau.&nbsp; &quot;What's guy got to do to sneak a peak and the nymphs?&quot;[/sblock]Approved by Rystil long ago.[/sblock]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Bront, post: 2814528, member: 19696"] [sblock=Flavor stories] [sblock=Witch]"How was I supposed to know the window was trapped?" Araneau said, holding his shoulder, the wound on it festering and oozing green. "Ouch! Careful there." Melisande smiled softly as she pushed and prodded the wound, much to Araneau's dismay. "Perhaps you shouldn't have been gawking at the ladies in waiting through it," she said as she spread a salve over the wound. "Here, drink this." The swashbuckler's nose turned when he saw the vile brown ichor before him, but he tilted his head back and swallowed as best he could. Through sheer force of will, he kept down the rancid brew. "Blah, can't you make something that tastes good?" "Why of course I can," the witch replied with a smirk, "but I made that especially for you."[/sblock] [sblock=Liberator]Camilla, serial 235T692, snuck quietly through the halls. Sensing the guards as they passed, she was able to dodge them easily. Finding the one guard sleeping was a stroke of luck. She quickly knocked him out, and grabbed his keys. She snuck down the hall, and began to open up the cells one by one. "You're free now, there's nothing to fear," the Pleb called into the chamber. "You need not fight against your will." Julia called back from within her cell “I will not take freedom from you Pleb.” [/sblock] [sblock=Anamist]Jarkav stood in the tree, whisker twitching in the wind. There was a pest about, one that toyed with the fey that had settled in his corner of the woods. The Lacerta could smell the scent in his tiger form, it neared, and he prepared to pounce. Jarkav leaped from the tree as the object of his stalk swung through the trees. As his paws shifted to hands, he grabbed the vine, drawing a dagger and cutting it. The two landed, Jarkev with the grace of a cat, and quickly he pounced on his prey, pinning it down with his feet. "Ouch, that hurt!" cried Araneau. "What's guy got to do to sneak a peak and the nymphs?"[/sblock]Approved by Rystil long ago.[/sblock] [/QUOTE]

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