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"Lady Kristen," he greeted her in turn, taking her hand. In a flash, he recalled the plethora of books he'd read, the tales of romance and chivalry alike. It dawned on him now that, in this moment, he was quite literally a knight taking a Lady's hand, and he knew from every tale he'd ever...

The correspondence from Lord Tobias Pirian had been concise, but informative. Generally Sable did not deny requests from the man who'd freed him from serving a long sentence, but he'd been given very clear permission to do so in this instance. After all, Lord Pirian did not pull any punches in...

"Because we must." Of course. Honor was something that Sable still had to wrestle with the concept of now that he was who he'd become. It was an ideal that, as Samantha had framed it, was a luxury more than anything, and often little more than a pipe dream. Duty, on the other hand...duty was...

Sable shook his head. Well, no one ever said this would be easy. "The only tracker I know is a fresh graduate from the Academy, and, ironically, I have no idea where she is. Livia Quinnick. I read about her in the school's registry at one point," he began, stroking his chin thoughtfully. "If I...

Well, the first half of the plan was sound, at least. "Unfortunately stealth has never been my forte. Frankly, with how tall I am and with my habit of charging headlong, the proctors sort of gave up on any chance of me being fielded in covert operations," Sable confessed, a wry grin on his...

"We're banking a hell of a lot on 'hopefullies' here, Zael. But...desperate times, nothing ventured, and a hundred other idioms. I can't think of any better way to do this, so we'll do it your way. Just a shame we couldn't have better numbers to work with," Sable replied grimly.

The young man's thoughts turned to his books. The dashing rogue archetype wasn't one of his favorites, but he'd still read stories of a few over the years. He was recalling some of their antics now, in fact. "I think I've got an idea," he grinned. Then came the next hitch. "If you're genuinely...

Mixed feelings swelled within Sable's chest as he listened to Zael's plan come together. There was no honor in a backhanded betrayal...but then, that was the exact train of thought that Samantha had sought to break him from. Sometimes doing the right thing meant sacrificing one's ideals. It was...

Sable pointed a finger forwards and bobbed it up and down--a small "eureka." "Then that's our opening...does he want you working with Stenn, or hunting him down?"

"Hmm..." Sable hummed thoughtfully, stroking his chin. "He didn't leave some way to get back in touch with him? Didn't task you with anything? Did he just threaten Yuna and let you go?" He considered the ramifications for a long while, trying to follow the logic of a man that was certifiably...

Sable ducked inside after Sam to be met by the bustle within like a wall. The whole place seemed to know the lieutenant on a first name basis by the way folks smiled and greeted her as they passed. It served to make Sable realize just how badly he'd sequestered himself over the past months. He'd...

For a few more moments Sable remained on-guard, using his barriers and weapons to fend off any remaining attempts from the predatorial pack at ripping into the groups tendons. As quickly as the wolves came, they departed. Seemed that the strategy of scaring them off worked. Wildlife were...

"Ha! Great to know. I tend to eat a lot, so it'll be nice to have someone like that around. Plus, a cook that can actually fight...I'm sure that's something to behold." In time, the Waterbell came into view. The streets bustled with the night-time crowd, and it sounded like the merriment was...

Lumen Adagio, I would like that very much, though I'm admittedly ashamed that I was not the first to ask. Please, allow me to treat you to dinner! I look forward to seeing you again, soon. Yours, Sable Pembroke. Alongside the letter is a nicely wrapped book, A Tale of Bravery. Skimming...

The young titan briefly caught a glance of Lumen's stare, and he turned his head as if to speak to her, his curiosity getting the better of him. Before he could utter a word, the group was beset by beasts. "Shit!" he cursed, hefting his shield up and unsheathing the arming sword that had long...