Chaser

Astral Venceworth The wind brushed over the plain, stirring the clouds of soot that had once been a sanctuary. Astral leaned against a blackened doorpost, surveying the farmhouse’s charred skeleton.

Copperhead Over the days before the mutiny, I visited Olivia as often as I could. I brought her school assignments, as well as the occasional snack, staying to chat if ...

Sibylla Rathbone / Izzet League / Izzet Academy Deep within the chambers of Izzet, far from the gluttonous fire pits of the smelters, a woman with greying black hair opened ...

Rodney Glasswell A small noise registers in my mind, and I bolt upright, eyes shocking open. Hazy, light-colored blurs are all I can see until I blink my eye. Two ...

Copperhead My eyes slid open, staring up at the stone ceiling. Apparently, nobody had killed me in my sleep, a status that was tragically underappreciated in this day and age. ...

Rodney I tiptoe into the shop, wincing as the bronze chimes announce my presence. Looking around, there's nothing too remarkable about the place...not that I can judge. Some girls give ...

Astral Venceworth He stomped the ground with heightened force, sending a shockwave rushing through the earth. The horse in the distance bucked, dumping Leon and Carlos from its back as ...

Copperhead Rounding the corner, I ducked behind one of the marble pillars, making certain no one was watching. Squished between the pillar and the wall, I ran my fingers over ...

Copperhead My eyes were glued to the screen, fixed upon the digital display, watching the golden bullets blaze past my craft. I tilted the tablet up, sending my silver dogfighter ...

Astral Venceworth Kirsten ground her foot into Astral’s throat, pinning him to the ground. He clutched weakly at his neck, his vision growing dim. “Scar...lette,” he grunted. The black combat ...

Astral Venceworth “Do it,” Scarlette whispered. Astral”s eyes widened, his fist clenching over the knife in his hand. He took a trembling breath, staring straight at Scarlette. Her gaze had ...

Connie Callaghan “Oh look, a Gyarados.” At the moment, the words had been idle chatter, an observation from one sailor to another as they mulled over their morning porridge. Slowly, ...

Astral Venceworth Drifting...drifting...until his feet hit solid ground. Astral opened his eyes, looking around. The dream was an iridescent fog, coiling around his ankles. Walking forward, he could s

Trykster Rivelle | Guildless The judge was already annoyed with him; he could tell. Tryk rattled his shackles maliciously, a delighted smile lighting up his face. “Trykster Rivelle, former light-elf

Astral Venceworth I hate you. Scarlette didn’t even have to say it. Her red-tinged eyes told Astral all he needed to know. That’s fine, he thought. Nudging a dish of ...