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He chuckled. - “No no.” - He said. - “I don’t show off.” - He continued shamelessly, even though both of them knew how much of a bare-faced lie that was. He motioned her to follow. To one side of those high crags that had flanked the narrow passage from whence Zephyrine had come, there was a...

He stared at the dagger for a moment, his fingers running up and down the scabbard before coming to a rest over the embroidered double eclipse… the symbol of his House. It was a strange situation - usually, it was the boys who bought their girlfriends gifts - but then again, Zephyrine wasn’t...

- “The wilds test us all.” - He said, his voice striking a tone somewhere between cryptical and presumptuous. In truth, his gesture, and manner of speaking, just then bore an eerie - even if somewhat mockingly so - resemblance to the Proctors back at the Academy. He raised his hands, as if to...

Name: Ivan Skender Writer: Doonaday

He leaned his head backwards, the beginnings of a prideful smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he saw the expressions of awe taking hold of most of the company. Though he knew this display to lay well within Zephyrine’s true capabilities, these men were far more easily impressed. They...

- "Oh?" - He leaned against an outcrop of rock, overlooking the girl at her work, a self-satisfied smirk on his lips. - "Not to fear, there's still a long way to go." - Even with her back turned to him, Zephyrine would feel the slyness dripping from his words. - "We’ll see how convincing I can...

As it turned out, plenty more souls there were keen to see what the two young Anirians could do. Before anyone could bat an eye, the entire tavern had imploded into violence, as every piratical-looking thug rushed the two boys. No sooner had his first victim drawn its last breath, than Ivan...

He grinned a sly grin, as she pushed him out of the way. - “Wouldn’t want them to be disappointed, now would we?” - He led her towards the broken bridge with a casual step to his stride. Though most of it now lay at the bottom of the Altrator ravine, a broken length of rope still endured, tied...

He let out a chuckle. Those first impressions had gone better than he’d anticipated. - “Don’t take it too seriously.” - He whispered in her ear. - “None of these fuckers thought much of me the first time we met, either.” - He continued, now louder so that their little company could hear. He...

Inside, the room remained immersed in darkness. The torch he’d brought with him cast some of its light on the division, though its blaze seemed strange here; sickly, pale, cold. It cast macabre shadows upon the stone that seemed to dance stiffly as the blaze webbed and flowed. It made the whole...

He stepped away from the window, and walked further into the fortress. Once more, the darkness enveloped him, though this time not for very long. As he reached a drier part of the castle - where even the ever-present dampness had had trouble breaking through the cold, sturdy stone - he managed...

Lachlan spoke, but Ivan wasn't listening anymore. That filthy peasant had had the nerve to touch him? Him?! A Dreadlord - well, almost Dreadlord - of Vel Anir, the Tombslayer, the fucking Margrave of Valdorren, and that brute had had the carelessness, the audacity, of placing his hand, his...

He heard her before he saw her. The thundering of hooves, the muffled clang of metal on snow, echoing against the naked stone of the gorge with a rumble that made it seem as though an avalanche was about to swallow them whole. The men stood up at once, hands dropping instinctively to the short...

He removed his arm from the girl’s shoulders, and stepped aside to let her go, his ice-gray gaze fixed on her as she disappeared in the midst of the wooden shacks and stilted passages. - “Go back to the ship.” - He would whisper to Harry. - “Keep your eyes peeled for any suspicious movement. Me...

Kress' sake. Irwin was a good warrior, a brave fighter, and a great companion, but he could really be a dunce at times. "Keep your wits about you" - He'd said. A place like this, he thought, always had more going on than what they could see, so they needed to be cautious when entering. Make...