Kyky: "We can keep up with them," … "I've heard this witch curses hypocrites," ... "How do you think the Queen of the West is going to fare with her?" Manny: "Badly, I should think. But Rossi knows ho

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Who: Sanya With: Raphael, Kyky, Manny Where: The grasslands between the Western Plains and the Southern Desert When: March 28th, 872 RoK For Sanya, talking about her grandmother was such a taboo. Her

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Manny's hooves kicked up some dirt, and he tried to be mindful of where he stepped since Kyky didn't have the benefit of a saddle to keep her on his back. He was glad they were over the chronic apolog

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Sanya and Raf: *whispering* Kyky was probably never going to get over the weirdness that was using your literal friend as a form of transportation. Even if it made sense, it had taken days and days of

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Who: Rafael With: Sanya, Kyky, Manny Where: The grasslands between the Western Plains and the Southern Desert When: March 28th, 872 RoK Wearing: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/15/cd/e8/15cde88263e270faf250

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Who: Sanya With: Raphael -- Kyky, Manny Where: The grasslands between the Western Plains and the Southern Desert When: March 28th, 872 RoK These were the lands of Sarnai's people. Sanya knew this, and

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Who: Sanya With: Bert Where: A private room in the Merchant’s Quarter When: March 14th, 872 RoK - Late Afternoon >>>> “As a matter of fact, I am. After all, I’m only a simple Sheriff. What would my La

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Who: Bert With: Sanya Where: A private room in the Merchant’s Quarter When: March 14th, 872 RoK - Late Afternoon The last few days had been some of the toughest in Bert’s memory. Starting with Kyky di

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Who: Sanya With: Bert Where: A private room in the Merchant's Quarter When: March 14th, 872 RoK - Late Afternoon Typically a person leaving the city for points west would leave out through the Soldier

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Kyky: "Hello again," ... "Rafael, right?" The familiar sound of blunt force trauma had Rafael turning to find himself staring at a face he hadn't expected he'd ever see again. "Kyky?" he asked, redund

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Rafael: *Arrows of death! It's been real, it's been fun, it hasn't been real fun.* Poppy: *Iz Dead! x_X !!!!* KyKy: *Hey gang!* "Hello again," Kyky said, with a tired sort of smile, her voice hoarse a

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Kyky lost the vampire flying overhead at the mouth of a narrow alley. She just couldn't justify venturing forward, when it would be so easy to get cornered. Instead, the young adventurer turned back,

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James: *MISSION TO DELIVER DEATH* Poppy: *oshit* There was a half second of satisfaction as the arrow sank into the vampire's chest and, even as she fell to her knees, Rafael was already moving. He'd

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Rafael's arrow buried itself into Poppy's chest, deep into her lung. When she drew a breath to scream again, the pain was crippling. The organ filled with blood where it should have expanded with stre

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Poppy: "Kill him," ... "Kill him, my loves, and I'll take you to heaven…" Rafael: *Death by arrows! This looks easier in the movies!* Castile didn't have time to be beset by the assorted guards of the

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James: *MISSION TO DELIVER DEATH* Poppy: *fucking OUCH* Rafael's arrows had the intended effect and seeing the vampire drop to its knees in pain was heartening. It may have been stronger than the aver

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Poppy's mission was to see to the Royal General's death, so when his prone body was carried off, her attention should have followed… But Poppy was quite absorbed in the present moment. Blood rushing i

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As satisfying as it had been to hear that un-dead vixen shrieking like a harpy and to know he had done damaged, Castile certainly did not want to be dropped from the sky. He didn't have any time to po

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Poppy: *Gonna git ya, bish* The last thing Rafael really wanted was the vampire's attention solely on him, but better him than tearing through innocents, right? At least he had an idea of what he was

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Poppy shrieked at the pain, her face contorted into an ugly expression, lips pulled back, pronounced fangs gnashing, but even still her voice vibrated with lustful magic as she snapped back, "You wors

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