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Instantly a dagger was in her hand and pressing against his inner thigh. Suggestive, perhaps, but also quite close to his femoral artery. "You first," she hissed, her breath hot against his chin and neck as she leaned closer, pressing the dagger against his armor in a way that suggested she knew...

Dark eyes flicked to the pouch, then back up to the face. "Me?" Praxidike echoed. "Well, of course, I'm Stavros of Poloxa. Lots of us about, hmm?" The mercenary woman half-turned and folded her arms over her midsection. "I bring tidings from a mutual friend. Perhaps you know him. You probably...

"Something of a bully, I see," said Praxidike to herself, her lips twitching in irritation. She had been on both sides of that interaction -- as a child, subject to the mean streets of Theros, and all the problems that came with becoming a woman in such an environment as she grew older; and when...

The description of the man she was to track down was, like the description of the Everlight, unhelpfully vague. Tall, yes, swarthy with a lean and hungry look. A description that fit roughly eighty percent of the men she ahd encountered in her life. Not great, admittedly. So she didn't think...

Phrixus would love this. As was usually the case, Phrixus was at the top of Praxidike's mind, particularly when they were apart. She hadn't seen her twin brother in weeks, but someone had to stay in Theros and keep things going. They had thrown lots and fair was fair. Praxidike was tasked with...

The flick of her thumb sent the coin tumbling through the crisp early morning air, glinting in the ambient light. It landed with a vaguely metallic thwip against her palm and she flipped it onto the back of her other hand, then looked at it carefully. "Tails," she informed her brother, holding...

"Easy for you to say," Praxidike shot back with an exasperated grunt. "You don't have probable rabies colonizing your blood as we speak." She lifted her hand to her mouth, using her fingers and teeth to tug the knot tighter. "Five left," she answered, testing her wounded hand on her dagger's...

Prax turned, but it was too late in any event. The man would have been upon her before she could draw a weapon, even if she had been able to shake herself out of her stunned rooted posture. Eyes wide, all she could do was wait for the boom crunch, her face scrunching up on a pre-emptive wince of...

Praxidike's anxiety was instantly soothed when she saw that her brother was carrying a man, not the other way around. Her eyes softened and she shifted out of the way to let him come behind the crate. "Good," she whispered, almost to herself. Her fingers unclenched and she clapped him Phrixus...

Prax frowned thoughtfully and nodded at her brother. "Good idea. We can come down that cliff face above the cave entrance, get them down and drag them into the cave, then we'll figure it out from there. There's enough scrub on the beach that we should be able to dart between if we're not seen."...

Praxidike stroked her jaw casually as she observed the men shuffling around on the beach below them. "Now that you mention it," she said slowly, "It looks like they're mostly slaves." She scanned the groups, straining her tired eyes to pick out the details she could. True enough, most of the...

Feet falling lightly on the long grass, Praxidike had to be careful to avoid slipping on the dewy blades. She had a small contingent of men with her - three from the company's best stealth team and two heavies. The young woman held out an arm to slow the party as they reached a bluff overlooking...

Welcome!

They didn't have a house. Not really. But when the warehouse near the docks wasn't full, Old Nico left the side door unlatched for them. The sturdy wooden shelves made for decent bunks and the warehouse was surprisingly warm for being so close to the sea. Old Nico lived up the hill, a stone's...

Praxidike of Theros Biographical information Birthplace Theros Born Died Age 20s Home Theros Physical description ...