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  • Archive Re: Necropolis

    I don't know what possessed me to do it. I think I'll just say that fatigue had clouded my judgment, and leave it at that. No matter how I write ...

    May 29, 2007
  • Archive Re: Necropolis

    [OOC: Leave it to Brad to actually write a lecture for a storybook. :lol:] Angie stared at the young academe as he lectured the students on--something. She wasn't really paying ...

    May 24, 2007
  • Archive Re: Necropolis

    Two weeks ago Angie was looking forward to her vacation back in Ashville as a much-needed respite; she loved New York City, but sometimes the hustle was just too much. ...

    May 23, 2007
  • Archive Re: Necropolis

    NAME: Angie MacTavish AGE: 21 HEIGHT: 5'5" WEIGHT: 140 EYES: dark brown HAIR: dark brown PHYSIQUE: a few extra pounds, but they're in convenient places. EDUCATION: graduated high school a ...

    May 23, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    I had given the newly released prisoners directions to the tavern at which I worked, and where Valin was staying; none of them seemed keen on spending any more time ...

    May 18, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    One of Finn's favorite duties at the tavern was running errands and placing orders with suppliers; at least it got her out of that dank, dark, musty building and away ...

    May 17, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    My fingers pressed against my stomach, where the note lay beneath the fabric against my skin. I heard it crinkle a little as I shifted my hand back down to ...

    May 9, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    I slipped out of the crowd and up the stairs to the open room under the eaves, where the whores and some of the waitresses slept. My shift had ended, ...

    May 9, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    I spared only half a glance as yet another fight-seeking drunkard was laid low--this by a rather peculiarly dressed man as his companions stood by, smirking with superiority--before hurrying over ...

    May 6, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    This place was ridiculous. I could barely step out of the kitchen before there were men grabbing at me and the food and ale I carried, before having to dodge ...

    May 4, 2007
  • Archive Re: The Greatest Treasure

    Finn was very well aware of the fact that magic didn't exist anymore, or at least not the way it used to. All right, to be completely honest, she was ...

    May 2, 2007
  • Archive Re: Journey Into the North

    [Taking place right after Seraph falls] I couldn't breathe. Why couldn't I breathe? I staggered, and felt someone grab my shoulder--Carmenia, I realized a moment later, her fingers digging into ...

    Mar 16, 2007
  • Archive Re: Journey Into the North

    I helped Sirloaz sit up, propping him up with one hand. He leaned back against me heavily, and I had to exert quite a bit of effort to keep the ...

    Mar 12, 2007
  • Archive Re: Journey Into the North

    I shook my head, whistling lowly as Henry squirmed and dodged his way through the death-trap with what appeared to be an enviable lack of difficulty. A few times I ...

    Mar 2, 2007
  • Archive Re: Journey Into the North

    I eyed Seraph curiously; there was something in his manner that just didn't seem right. He'd been distant lately, very distracted--before, he'd been relatively emotionless, but at least seemed present

    Feb 25, 2007


Just because you don't feel like a hero in your own story, doesn't mean you're not a hero in someone else's.
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