Recent content by annasiel

Oh. Ah. Something was wrong. Something was always a little wrong, but this man - this man was dangerous. Predatory. Wolf-like. She cowered a bit as he paced around her, her clawed toes curling inward to dig into the wooden floor. Overtop, the glamour smiled warmly, seemingly unbothered by the...

Wait. Pyotr brought Dzwonyr here? Well, that threw a cat in the nettlepatch. Neighbors showed up asking for things - what did people ask their neighbors to come over for? Oh, bother, oh bother bother. But Fen was clever. Cleverer than most. Clever enough here that she could certainly convince...

Someone punched her door. There was a momentary panic. Did people in this village go about just -- doing that? But, no, it was that herald of greetings, a beckonings, an ask-and-you-may-enter, simply a tad bit harder than she was used to. Symbols and habits were nery apart, in this land. The...

Oh dear oh, dear, oh, dear oh, dear. Fen still wasn't sure if she was dreaming. She'd downright won the lottery with this one - a quaint little house in a quaint little village full of quaint little things - and the previous occu-pent was occu-pied, being dead and all. She'd found him like...

Easy marks. One after another terrorists fell, and by the time they caught on to the fact someone was shooting at them, Molt had already shifted position, moving behind another truck to reload her gun. Most of them probably weren't trained for a situation like this. Wannabe soldiers...

She waited for the explosions. Yeah, the distant gunfire was a distraction, but it wouldn't be enough to pull eyes away from anything closer. Miasma lighting up the munitions, though - that was a cover. The moment the first cracks and pops sounded off, Molt drew her gun, running quickly down...

Long ago, before war, before strife, before pain and suffering could even be named, there lived a mother and her children. The mother was a great sorceress, the first of these, and the greatest of her kind for now and forever more - she held in her hand the light of creation, and shining this...

credit: Bacon on wysp.ws FEN Medium fey (Seemling), chaotic neutral Armor Class 12, 15 (mage armor) Hit Points 21 (3d8+3) Speed 30 ft. STRDEXCONINTWISCHA 8 (-1)14 (+2)12 (+1)13 (+1)11 (+0)18 (+4) Saving Throws Dex +4, Cha +6 Skills Acrobatics +4, Deception +8, Performance +6, Sleight of...

credit: Bacon on wysp.ws FEN Medium fey (Seemling), chaotic neutral Armor Class 12, 15 (mage armor) Hit Points 21 (3d8+3) Speed 30 ft. STRDEXCONINTWISCHA 8 (-1)14 (+2)12 (+1)13 (+1)11 (+0)18 (+4) Saving Throws Dex +4, Cha +6 Skills Acrobatics +4, Deception +8, Performance +6, Sleight of...

The Journal of one Miss Georgina Howell, daughter of Cedric Howell. If you are reading this, Cecil, let birds take your eyes! -- 10th Moon, 8th Day from Harvest I think something has afflicted Mr. Thadding. He has not seemed well, not since Harvest. He nery speaks any more, and when he does...

"Awa! Inside of you? Inside inside?" Hana leaned in close to Kasumi, as if she'd be able to actually see the spirit roiling around in the back of her head somehow. "That's got to be a bit scary. I mean, a lot of spirits aren't as scary as people act like they are, as long as you're smart about...

"Good," Molt replied, taking Miasma's reassurance at face value. She really didn't want to have to try to comfort her in a situation like this. Drawing her gun and holding it against her leg - finger resting beside the trigger, she crouched down, moving forward quickly and quietly to the edge...

Emer leaned back against the wall, one hand bracing herself on the counter, her other resting her head in her hands. Choices, she found, were not her strong suit. This is what Emryk wanted of her - and truly, it was what was right, she thought. She hoped. She was doing well by her folk to do...

Alright, that's enough bites to get stuff rolling, imo! @Bats, do you have a Discord, or are we keeping the RP talk here?

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