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Faerlin’s nostrils flared. King Dac’are seemed to think he had some right to talk to a captain of the Vel Anirian Guard in such condescending tones. However, Captain Thacker remained steady, so the paladin held her tongue. This was the captain’s show, not hers. And then Jokon spoke, his tone...

Captain Thacker exchanged glances with Faerlin and the sergeants in the unit. That was all they needed to start subtly preparing themselves for the possibility of a battle no one really wanted. That done, the captain turned to the king with a broad smile on Jokon’s face. ”You can put your claws...

Well, if the assassin’s reaction was anything to go by, the apothecary’s spell seemed to have done the trick. Faerlin couldn’t help the fierce smile that spread across her lips. It turned into a snarl as the man spoke. He was going away for a long time, and she was going to enjoy watching him...

Great. The dwarf would be coming along. Faerlin gave the other woman an appraising look, before the paladin shrugged and turned to lead the troops back to the beastpeople’s camp. The captain, however, just smiled at the king’s statement, falling into an easy marching pace, as the troops did the...

A stillness settled over the air. One that Faerlin knew quite, quite well. It was that special moment right before a battle, where her blood sang of victories to come. While she was only fighting beasts and undead and not people, so the challenge would be minimal, that didn’t lessen the thrill...

This dumb assassin had a mouth on him. Time to put a stop to his nonsense. Faerlin, without missing a beat, slammed his face into the ground. ”Ah, see, I think you’ve fundamentally misunderstood my role and my priority here. Saving his life isn’t my job. Putting away criminal scum like you, is...

The cavalry had arrived. Or rather, the giant warship had arrived: through some marvel of magic that had to be the result of a Dreadlord, one of the massive galleons that comprised the main part of the Anirian Guard’s fleet had landed on the beach, and it stopped even Faerlin in her tracks. The...

Captain Thacker stared at the lionman for a long moment after the so-called king before sighing and giving Faerlin an annoyed look. She just shrugged back at the captain: this was above her paygrade, and they both knew it. Jokon straightened up in his chair, giving the so-called king an...

There would be justice here, and vengeance too. What there would not be was any discussion. As far as Faerlin was concerned, the assassin’s life had been forfeit the moment she shed Vel Anirian blood. It was far more valuable than the black and evil sludge that flowed through the other woman’s...

Instead of responding the assassin, Faerlin just snarled at him, before turning her attention to the healer. ”Ignore him. Keep doing what you can.” The apothecary nodded, and the paladin stepped forward. Assuming the assassin didn’t try anything funny, she would roughly shove the kneeling man to...

The order to advance came, and Faerlin settled in by her hoop, activating it as she’d been taught. As they sped ahead, she kept her eyes on the formerly distant but rapidly approaching shore. They made a tempting target: as fast as they were moving, it was clear what their destination was, and...

Faerlin just rolled her eyes at all the responses to her comment. They were all idiots, and she would be grateful to hand them over to the proper authorities. There was no way she was taking the so-called king to an actual person of importance, so once they got inside the city, she made her way...

Well if the assassin was dumb enough to take blows, Faerlin was going to take full advantage of that fact. The arrow struck Tattoo in the head, and the paladin felt a fierce fire of satisfaction burn within her. The other woman was dead. She just didn’t know it yet. Although the sword strike...

Faerlin had let Septimus speak for her long enough. She’d dismounted, as the man had suggested, trusting Tempest to remain in place. The mount was too well-trained to wander off. Then, the other female warrior had ordered them back and the paladin had almost spoke out, but Septimus beat Faerlin...

Faerlin didn’t know how the assassin had sensed them (though the mention of dark spears gave her some idea), seeing as the paladin and Voraak hadn’t moved from where they were hidden, watching Tattoo. Still, one moment the assassin was far off, the next she was staring into the paladin’s eyes...