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    Open Chronicles The Return Of The Queen

    A fist collided with his chest as he cast an offended and hurt gaze towards Slaine Aylwin. His hand coming to run his chest as he heard the comment made by the mushroom salesmen. He leaned in, Slaine would feel a dagger slide into her waistband on her back. “It’s a good thing one of us is...
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    Open Chronicles The Return Of The Queen

    Theceran walked beside his sister Slaine Aylwin they weren’t one of the enterprising houses. Not yet. So they didn’t move towards the chambers. As they moved through the streets he heard a voice calling out. He stopped and turned to look at the Drow man shouting about mushrooms. A devious...
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    Fable - Ask From The Ashes

    Theceran tried stepping back cleanly to gain the distance he needed. Yet, the quick reaction of his foe garnered the burning sensation of a slice along flesh. A couple slashes were bleeding from his torso as he stumble back, then the kinetic force slammed into him. He went back a few feet from...
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    Fable - Ask From The Ashes

    She side stepped his dagger and the following line of fire behind it. She was moving closer and he stepped back, working to keep distance as he sliced along his finger and circled the top of his right hand, the one still holding a dagger, where a series of runes were etched into it. The daggers...
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    Fable - Ask From The Ashes

    Theceran let out a snort of air at Slaine’s prodding. His gaze watching as others showed up. Various types and even magics being used and shown off. Then he saw the blood being made into runes. His eyes tried to quickly discern was it was meant to do when Slaine whistled. The sabertooth, one of...
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    Fable - Ask From The Ashes

    Theceran walked silently besides his sister, Slaine. The former Queen had returned, looking to regain her lost glory. His gaze shifted amongst the gathered host of Drow. It seemed most had bowed to the claimant without any form of resistance, a sad display of their nature. He listened as Slaine...