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VigiloConfido Awesome, i'll Dm you

Ooh they both seem nice, I think Aimsir and Nisreen would clash, but that'd be interesting to write out. Kade seems like a nice fellow. Maybe Kade? Could do something chill that leads to more? VigiloConfido

Hey! Fred here. My lad is doing service in the Kaliti army, and I wanted to do a thread set in Ragash. Not anything particularly crazy, but maybe something at a bar, move into the street, something casual. I've only recently gotten into writing again, so I wanted something to get me back into a...

"Bloody hell..." He was really looking forward to a cool drink. It was a laboured task to create rain so far in the desert, and it wasn't exactly a cool ale. Aimsir had heard rumours of the capital having bathhouses larger than a city-square, with great fountains spewing endless wine. Doesn't...

14 days. That was how long they had been marching. Ever since the new Emperor had taken over, the last year of his life had been hell. Nothing but praying to Molthal Gods, trekking through seemingly horizonless desert, and being paid less, and less, and less. This previous mission had been no...

Aismir could not believe it. Not a retort? A word? The utterance of the most measly syllable? Unlike his Ale, he could not stomach how this Dark Elf seemed to dismiss their dialogue. "Oh, let me guess, a Dark-Elf such as yourself is too highborn to speak to a man? You just gonna ignore me and...

Now he just felt offended. Some dark-skinned Elf walks into the local Tavern and calls him common folk? Well, he was common folk, but he deserved just as much respect as any high-lord. And 'child'?! "And you can't take a seat because you've got a stick up your arse, is that it?" He probably...

EVERYBODY OPEN THE DOOR AND GET ON THE FLOOR ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᶦⁿᵒˢᵃᵘʳ

As the dark-skinned fellow ordered his drink, Aismir turned towards the strange man, who immediately struck him as an Elf. Anyone with dark skin and pointy ears could hardly be anything else. He certainly didn't expect the group that surrounding him however, all cloaked, some staved. You only...

"Ya' say I do wha-" Aismir was interrupted by the sound of coins plinking and plonking off of the wooden table-top. He noticed the hand that dropped them there; clean and without blemish, but most noticeably was its skin, dark as night. They definitely weren't the hands of a local, and it was...

"Well, went fine, all in all. Mainly Western-crest Crab, 'part from a little Steepe's Cod. Seem to be getting a lot of that recently." Aismir said, taking another swig of the cold ale. He kept throwing the occasional glance at the sailor's table. He knew them all of course, but it didn't make...

"Aismir? Aismir?!" "AISMIR!" The boy groaned restlessly in his bunk. It was too early for all this, he thought. "Aismir I will drag you if I have to!" "I'm getting up- I'm up, I'm up." Aismir rubbed the sea-salt from his eyes, opening them to the light of morning, split through the boards...