Concern pinched Brandy's features as she realized uncomfortably how dangerous all this back-and-forth with Earth had been. It had never occurred to her that she could get stranded somewhere without a

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"I used to have a job like that; hard work, but with people you love," Brandy lamented. She missed the hubbub of the kitchen, controlling the chaos, the satisfaction of her guests when they were pleas

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Who: Brandy and Zaire When: March 871 ROK Where: Brothel on the Western Coast Brielle had spent a restless few weeks on Earth after her Vampire Encounter in the North. Resolved, firmly, never to go ba

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Who: Zaire With: Brandy, Jaya, Bridgette Where: Southern Desert When: Friday, March 7th, 872 RoK Traveling by fairy circle always made Zaire just a little cranky; they were quick, yes, but far too unr

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Who: Brandy With: Zaire, Jaya, Bridgette Where: Southern Desert When: Friday, March 7th, 872 RoK Brandy always expected a fairy circle to apparate her through in true Harry Potter-style, but it was ne

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Bert: “Sir, call the guards and come help me! I want to make sure he doesn’t get any farther.” “Here you are, my lady. Safe and sound.” Brandy dashed after the sheriff and arrived just as he was pinni

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Who: Zaire With: Tristan, Bert, Brandy Where: Silver Tankard Wagon, Riverside Avenue, Artisan's Quarter, King's City When: Thursday, February 28th, 872 RoK (Reign of Kings) Brandy: "Thief!" Bert: *tak

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Bert was about to respond to the knight when the barmaid had called out the thief. He took note of the bag that, until a moment before, had hung from the maid’s waist. Seeing the boy make a break for

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Brandy's hand traveled upward, fingertips and the hint of nails up the curve of his spine. "Tell me about your son, the eldest," she prompted. The way he spoke about the boy made her assume the reason

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In the sort of places pirates frequented, fights - and even deaths - weren't uncommon. Men got drunk, tempers got short, vendettas born or settled, so leaping to arms at every disturbance quickly beca

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Who: Brandy, Zaire, various NPCs When: January, 871 RoK Where: A small village in the North Zaire hated the North. Well, maybe not the North as a whole, since the culture did have its pleasing qualiti

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Bert: “While she may not know, I for one do. If you look right over there, there’s a striped tent with a guard standing just out front. They should be taking participants whenever you’re ready. I beli

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Tristan found himself smiling despite himself as the barmaid teased him. She was more than a little charming, and easy on the eyes to boot. But, he reminded himself, he wasn't here for those kinds of

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Bert grinned as he caught his staff. It may not have lasted long, but he definitely threw off the knight with the staff’s compelling nature. But at the same time, the knight hadn’t been too far off wi

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Bert: “I’m sorry sir, but I didn’t catch your name.” “How do you think your chances are in the coming tournament?” Tristan: "I'm not sure if I'll win. I've never competed in a tournament here, but I'l

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Tristan glanced back and forth between the barmaid and the sheriff, both hitting him with questions and found himself feeling...for lack of a better term, compelled to answer the question. "I'm not su

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Bert hid a small frown. It seemed his plan was to be foiled by one of the few chivalrous knights in the kingdom. Most would be too high and mighty to ever consider holding something for someone else,

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With Brandy's wink firmly in mind, Zaire turned on his barstool and gave the whore the once-over he knew she was expecting, eyes lingering on the shadow of nipples through the thin robe she wore. Igno

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Who: Brandy and Zaire With: Bar patrons, the crew of the Siren's Song When: September 5, 870 RoK, late evening Where: Some hole-in-the-wall inn/tavern on the Western Coast The journey through the fair

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Bert: “Well, I think the company could be better. After all, I don’t even know your name. As for who I’m waiting for, they’re just some people I used to travel with. Nobody of consequence.” “I’m sorry

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