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Vulpesen's ears flicked again, this time to the voice of someone beyond the beast he was tangling with. "Who the h-" his words cut off in a yelp as he dived and rolled away from another swoop. "Miss, this ain't exactly the safest place to be right now!" Given what he was fighting, he found...

"Tricky little fae. Masters of spacial and illusionary magic. Many of them like to aid travelers, but on occasion, they can turn against foresters and those wander the woods. This particular one has been warned by my masters to cease his aggression." He heaved a small sigh and offered a shrug...

For one who gave off such an unnatural aura, Larewen certainly held a respect for the wilds. Certainly, she seemed to be siding with nature more than the man who's abilities were directly linked to it. Though, Vulpesen kept such thoughts to himself as he started to trace the trail that he had...

"Indeed it does. But Nature should work in harmony with civilization, not terrorize it." He dusted off his cloak and knelt by the tracks as the woman answered his question. "Well, unless your old friend has backwards feet, I doubt we're looking for the same creature. And if we aren, then perhaps...

The vines withered and finally, mercifully, Vulpesen dropped to the forest floor, heaving a sigh of relief as blood rushed back into his tail and legs. Pins and needles filled his limbs but it was ecstasy to have sensation back in them. "Cruxi curupira." He rubbed his wrists and rose back to his...

Vulpesen's struggles ceased and his golden eyes moved to the cloaked woman who had appeared from the depth of the woods. In truth, there was something about her that set his senses on edge. Something unnatural that sent a chill down his spine... or perhaps that was another vine somehow slipping...

"I suppose my trek today did take a little longer than I expected. Oh well, I've plenty of time to catch up with a fellow wilder later." Afanas' description of the man brought a knowing smile to Vulpesen's lips and he nodded in understanding. "A few of my teachers have been like that. The wilds...

Vulpesen gave the guards another appraising look. Centuries of experience would put them on par with Zorren officers. Vulpesen had been among that number, but he had been young when he earned his commission, his path boosted by his bloodline and plenty of opportunities to prove his worth...

Vulpesen watched the reaction of Afanas' blade, his tail flicking a bit and his hand inching towards his own weapon though it only took a moment for him to relax once more, seeing that while the weapon somehow seemed irritated, its owner was making no move to draw it. "A fine sentiment and one I...

"My pleasure. Always a joy to educate, especially since my people plan on spending a bit more time on this side of the ocean." Vulpesen grinned as the pot became his, eagerly scooping a majority of the coins into his pouch. Drinks it seemed would be on quite the discount for him tonight. Though...

Vulpesen rose a brow at the sudden vitriol that was unleashed by the lord commander. In truth, Vulpesen found that he couldn't quite disagree. The wild hunt was a terrible practice, and one that his masters had often espoused as archaic and evil, even if they had once been participants. But...

Vulpesen danced around the creature's remaining front claw as it swiped ineffectually at him. His sword raised, prepared for a finishing skewer through its neck when he heard Afanas call for restraint. Quickly, he turned his sword into a defense against next strike, grunting with the effort as...

Fine titles indeed for a man of Afanas' tastes. That he'd been trusted with such responsibilities brought about some measure of comfort, and what's more, his priorities were more than understandable. Though he did his best to keep his expression schooled and neutral, Vulpesen relaxed a bit...

So this is mostly for my best boy, Vulpesen but I'm always up to write new stories with any of my established characters. For the most part, I'm looking to introduce Vulpesen into some situations where he can meet new people, forge connections, and get into some adventurous trouble. I also plan...

Vulpesen weathered the gaze as he did a storm at sea, staring back with his polite smile and his hands clasped easily in front of him. Afanas struck an imposing figure, but when you dealt with beings capable of turning you into a frog or a potted plant with a wave of their hand, even those who...