Recent content by Kaphiri

Kaphiri hesitated only a moment, as if weighing his options. Would he take a knife to the back the moment he ran off? Would Navran's foul tendrils find him before this crazed woman found Navran? Time would tell, he decided. "Nnggh, I--fine!" The jackal scurried to his feet and sprinted away. He...

Any gusto that the jackal had built up in eagerly betraying his former employer for the sake of his own skin visibly left him at Nym's aggression. His ears folded down and he winced, hands coming up palms out to block an incoming blow, sweat pouring from the pads on his palms. He panted...

If the color could drain from fur, Settra and Nymeasha would have witnessed it. All defiance visibly left the jackal's expression and body language as he came to realize his situation. He didn't fear the average Kaliti noble, and a painful death now instead of an even more painful death later...

Any pretense of fighting back here was quickly dropped. While the beastfolk rogue was confident he could take a human woman practically half his size in a one on one, the man who'd dropped down into the alley behind him represented a totally different problem. Without his weapon of choice...

What a day! Kaphiri left the bar with the attractive woman on his arm. Not only was she not a working girl, but she even had her own place. No muss, no fuss, and no post-fun cleanup for him. Her tipsy behavior just served to seal the deal in his own mind, that he was about to get some much...

Kaphiri was bought it, hook, line, and sinker. Amazing what a little alcohol and teasing could do to convince a guy. The beastfolk leaned in to all of Nym's gestures, excited for what was to come. "Lead the way." He replied with barely contained, animal salacity. As long as Nym kept him on...

This seemed a bit too easy, but this was hardly the strangest interaction that Kaphiri had encountered in his days spent at the Rat Hole. His lips curled back further to expose sharp, shining fangs, and his tongue lolled out to lick his chops. He had to admit, the offer was enticing. Besides, it...

Shame...the girl Kaphiri had just told to stay put went and ran off, screaming as if she'd never seen a man die before. Not like it was anything out of the ordinary, people died in here all the time. He really could have used someone to...decompress with, too. Of course, it was only a few...

"Uhh...Kaph, sounds like Joun's lookin' for ya." A fellow thug who had taken up watching the door of their room informed the beastfolk man. He shifted in his seat and took a long swig of his drink, then teased at kissing the girl wrapped under his arm before finally choosing to pay attention to...

The Rat Hole was built like burial catacombs more than a traditional bar. It was a combination of hand carved and natural caves, lit only by torches and oil lamps and ventilated poorly. The smell of hookah smoke filling the air didn't make breathing any easier, either. Still, it was the best...

Even in the arse crack of the desert, in the most backwater town he could find, there was still an underbelly that Kaphiri found he could cling to. As far as he was concerned, he'd won in this life. He had everything he needed: food, drink, shelter, and perhaps most importantly: a very, very...