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  1. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    "The gold isn't enchanted." The Demon mused for a few seconds as he stepped through the room. "It's just gold." He told her. "But, that is enough for some of them." Crossing the threshold Coran took his place in the center of the room. Seating himself in plush comfort, dead fingers stroking...
  2. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    As it turned out; quite nice. More of a palace in it's own right than a suite, the top floor of the hotel contained nothing less than pure luxury. Gold paneling, mahogany desks, rich curtains of silk and purple lines that would have made Kings balk at the expense. The entire room stank of...
  3. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Coran watched the inside of the room with all the temptation of a degenerate gambler. He could practically feel the avarice in the air. Not just for gold, but for acclaim, for power, for everything and anything. Those within this place were practically chomping at the bit for more. For the...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Selucia was well known for its teeming public life. Though the wealthy ruled here, the poor nearly did not exist. Not that those less fortunate did not make their way to the city, but those that did were often either not seen or simply never heard from. The veneer of the city was one of luxury...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Coran considered the options. Though he had heard of Selucia before he had never once stepped foot in the city. It had always been too distant and too traveled. It seemed a good choice now because of those very qualities, but they needed to know more. "Perhaps the last option." Coran mused...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Coran observed the streets for a moment more, smiling as he answered Genevieve. ”There is always chance for fashion later.” He commented as he finally let the curtain draw back into place. The demon had never much minded the heat, but then he had never much minded any temperature. The bodies...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Selucia was a city of color and lights. Not as large as Alliria nor even Oban, but a town in it's own way and roots. There was no denying of the cities splendor. Situated on the curve of a river, nestled neatly in place at the hedges of a swamp the city had no wall. Instead it was planned...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    For a few moments Coran stayed silent. He almost seemed to muse over what Genevieve had said. Already she had proven useful, a tool unlike any other he had held over the millenia. It was remarkable how quickly things had changed over the last few weeks. What he had been able to gain. Now he...
  9. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Opulence, wealth, it all felt so paltry compared to the power which he could feel slowly dragging upon his form. The Avarice and greed which had arisen during the party had quickly spread to the town below. News of flowing gold and rewards to be had piqued the interest of travelers and locals...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Coran nodded his head in affirmation, though the truth was as soon as he said the word there was never a question. Both of them knew that he was leading this dance, she was just influencing where they next step. A convenient little truth that he was sure Genevive was actively ignoring. If not...
  11. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    He considered for a moment. "There are many." Oban for one, but he did not think that was the place Genevive meant. This little town and it's nobility were something, but Oban was...something else. It was not a place they could succeed as well, not with a Templar Chapter within the city limits...
  12. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    It would take time. Coran knew it, though saying so seemed almost superflous at this point. The power which the other had still exceeded him, he was sure of that. A single party wouldn't be enough, he would need more, but even if he had it... There was the question of how to use it. He could...
  13. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    A life was snuffed out, and with it the potential for almost limitless greed. Yet that feeling paled in comparison to the rush of avarice which moved through the room like a tidal wave. More winners were declared, more prizes were given. It was that which stoked the envy within others, and the...
  14. Coran

    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    Coran looked down at the woman with an expression of bemusement. This close he could practically smell the greed permeating in the air. The woman was a snapshot away from demanding more and more. He could see it within her eyes, that incessant avarice which only seemed to grow and grow. Slowly...
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    Private Tales A Taste of This World

    The woman didn't seem to question things at all, and in that very moment Coran knew exactly why. He could practically see the avarice within her. The swirling mass of power that it represented for him. It fed into him, drew from the woman's smirking lips as she reveled within her victory. A...