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  1. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    "Oh," he shrugged, "fair enough." What did he remember? Memories? Not a one. "Not long after I woke, I found that breaking men was natural as breathing." Henry's hands slid down his cup and rested on the table. "Swinging a sword, swinging my fists. Doing magic." He turned his palms up and...
  2. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    "Says the one who showed up last," Henry met Talus' frown with a shit-eating smirk. It was far more expressive than Henry the Dreadlord had been. He leaned back in his seat and grabbed his mug with two hands. "Have a drink or two. I invited you here; it'll be on me." After the Third got as...
  3. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    The young man nodded and adjusted the sack on his shoulder. Henry absently stared down the street before swinging his gaze back to Talus. "Tonight. I'll wait for you." When he made the pact years ago, a day didn't pass where the voice was silent. It was a perpetual torment. An unending whisper...
  4. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    Henry looked at Talus, his childhood friend. The young man's rugged features gave him an aged look, but his eyes contained a glint- a faint shimmer that only the youthful could possess. He wished he could answer Talus' desperate tone with the same level of emotion. The former First looked upon...
  5. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    Years ago, Henry had acquired a keen sense to detect when he was being shadowed. His rise had been a meteoric one. Respect. Spite. Fear. His name had been spoken in all manners, in every faction. That keen sense was long gone, as even when the hooded man stepped around him and stopped, Henry...
  6. Henry Bauer

    Fable - Ask A Walking Memory

    I didn't have the surgical and anatomical knowledge to rip the blight out of my own body. I was a Dreadlord, not a doctor. But I listened to the voice long enough, deeply enough, and eventually found the source. It had always whispered many things to me. When I questioned my actions, it...
  7. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales Rising Heat

    Sierra thrust the baby into his grasp, which he held with slightly outstretched arms as small, soft hands attempted to grab at his face. He wore a slight frown as the baby wriggled in his hands. "Her name?" he said and kept the child held out in front of him, his hands tucked under Rose's arms...
  8. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales What the Wilds Have to Offer

    As Florinthe offered the leg to Hal, he gingerly took it into his hands. He was a peasant and had been of the lowest birth among his class. Even Talus, born to a low family, at least lived in the city. Sierra, the daughter to merchants. Luther, well, that didn't need explaining. Despite that...
  9. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales Rising Heat

    A sound that had only been a distant memory over the last year rang out. Henry turned to the familiar sound, the very same one he'd come to love over the span of several years. The Dreadlord's exterior was cold and emotionless, hardened from the things he's seen and done. Though, as always, the...
  10. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales What the Wilds Have to Offer

    Hal had no time to take a deep breath before the creature pulled him into the water. He lost all sense of direction as the creature whipped him about under the swamp's surface. Its claws dug into his skin, though they did not rip and tear through his flesh. Nausea washed over him like a wave and...
  11. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales Rising Heat

    The moderate temperature around the Academy was a great relief compared to that of the Ixchel Wilds and Iuk-'U Delta. There was no torrential rain, no swamps, and, most importantly, no mosquitoes. Henry, as odd as it was to say, was almost glad to be at the Academy. Though, as his horse trotted...
  12. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales What the Wilds Have to Offer

    A single brow rose in response, and instead of lashing back at Florinthe, Hal reached into his mental grab-bag of useless information to diffuse the tension. "Scholars from Elbion say that if you walked in a straight line- hypothetically- and just kept walking in a straight line, that you would...
  13. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales Prowling Wolves

    “Even ones with spines would crack in the face of our kind,” he chuckled, “he was spineless, though.” As they walked through the streets, Hal cast quick glances all around, studying their surroundings. As far as he was concerned, they were being watched. Everyone was a potential enemy. He...
  14. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales What the Wilds Have to Offer

    Florinthe had a point- one that Hal himself pondered on many times. To dispatch a First ranked Dreadlord to the middle of nowhere, well, that was unheard of. That on top of allowing him to pick a partner for the task. Needless to say, it raised questions. "Until it starts raining again," Hal...
  15. Henry Bauer

    Private Tales What the Wilds Have to Offer

    It was fucking hot. Henry's clothes, a white linen shirt tucked into black trousers, and an unlaced arming doublet was all the First Rank Dreadlord wore. His armor, something easily replaceable, was tossed aside days ago. The saber at his side was the only weapon the man possessed, and he'd...