SacredPen

"My humble apologies, Madam. It was instinctive." Sacred waves at Thuki, yawning once more.

Sacred snaps awake, realizing he'd dozed off while doing...wait, where is he? He looks around in a tired haze, eyeing the wooden walls and countertop, as well as the pungent ...

Sacred tiredly cringes at the man's remarks - kind as they were, his words had no real structure or relation to the situation; they seemed like the type of words ...

Sacred drags his head up to answer the question - "I'm from Rural Sector Z, 24th Plot. I used to work the corn fields and other random vegetation before I ...

Sacred leans up, plopping a bag of gold coins on the counter as he picks up and downs every individual drink in one swig per glass. He closes his mouth ...

Sacred's hands hang in front of him as he stares slack-jawed at the occurrence before him. His face twists into spitefully jealous expression as he sucks air in through his ...

Sacred notices the man forcing the horrendous creature outside and decides to follow him, his hand still ablaze. He jumps through the doorway, rolling across the ground in a spiral ...

Sacred scrambles about himself in a panic, realizing that his Puritanian wasn't going to do accomplish much, as he'd instructed the spirit within to not do anything. At this, he ...

Sacred jumps up, falling nigh-drunkenly from his seat despite not having a sip of anything yet. He stands up, brushes himself off, and yells, "WHAT?! There's a WHAT where?! "

"Are you absolutely positive you can handle this by yourself, darling? You don't need our help? We'll kill whoever you nee-" "I'll be fine, babe. Trust me, nothing bad's going ...

Sacred "Well. I do suppose this is goodbye, then." Sacred stands rigidly in a clearing, his eyes faintly tracking the collection of scarlet-shaded leaves floating about, a few losing their ...

I can personally say that I struggle with writing any level of character, so I feel the pain, lol. That aside, I'd love to kind of shadow the process or ...

Here goes nothing... Puritan Iolas, 15. He's roughly 6 foot 3, has black dreads, black eyes, and no facial hair. His face is soft and a tad pudgy, as he ...

Here's an exchange between two of my characters. Kiralyn, a dragon-human-hybrid has just breached two reinforced doors on the 5th floor of the high school Rentra to get to Puritan ...