Estylwen

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Great collabs, ERode. Big thanks to everyone involved! Round one was a true delight. I can only expect more of the good stuff come evening and round two. ^^

Still have to give out goodies for White Pine... I will do that in my updater post. Speaking of which, I think I'll start on that now. I'd ideally like to have it up by Monday, if that's alright. There isn't a lot to write, I don't think. More just a bridge to more collab goodies in the afternoon/evening. ^w^

The Clueless School Chronicles

Sure! Send a message to Legend and see if they can move you over or suggest a better avenue. :)

roleplayerguild.com/users/legendbegins

Meanwhile I'll work on a CS. I'd like to be a teacher, if that's alright?

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Oof, shame Adel isn't in to read that. I wonder where he's busy... 🤔

Ah well. I'm sure Swift or Griffon will get the letter. ^^

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

Ooh, that's a lovely read!

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

I have my popcorn all ready. :p

ArrowFell: The Wizard Queen's Court

Slight delay on my end, I should have stuff ready tomorrow~

Iris Ascendis

Oh that is strange. ^^; Okay, well we're almost there. August is only... What five months away?

Iris Ascendis

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Inside the Carriage, Outside Wingram
_@Nanaya

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Umbralist fledgling.

The statement should infuriate her. But as Professor Alto’s words washed over her, she couldn't bring herself to be angry. As if, deep down, some part of her just… accepted it. These labels they wanted to stick her with. Perhaps there was some truth in it. Maybe, she really was…

At least he wouldn't relish it. She could be grateful for that, at least. And it would be quick.

Imagine, a sixteen-year-old child coming to terms and being happy about the conditions of her death…

Ciara shook her head. Instead she thought a little about the other nations the professor mentioned. The way he talked about it, they really were blessed to be part of the Vaal Union. If she wasn't under threat of death or experimentation, she'd want to be a part of that movement to protect their home. She lived here, after all.

And then she thought of the absurdity of that thought. Would she really sacrifice her life for the people who scorned and ridiculed her?

Ciara gave a soft sigh, flopping back a little. All this bad rep over a little color of ethos. You'd think she carried some kind of plague. It wasn't like she chose this.

Though…she did choose to hurt Iraleth and Hidegunde.

Another groan as Ciara sank even further in her seat.

Time passed like this, until… The carriage came to a stop. Ciara glanced up curiously, glancing at Professor Alto. It was too soon for a bathroom break, at least she thought so. But with how Professor Alto looked, this appeared… unscheduled.

That left questions like who or what was barring their path…

Ciara glanced to Iraleth, concern crossing her gaze. Before her face flushed, and her gaze dropped. Iraleth and her… she didn't know what they were. Likely not friends. Not anymore. But out of everyone in this carriage, it was Iraleth she felt most comfortable with.

Even if Iraleth hated her guts.

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

Post is up, thanks for your patience! :>

Umbra: The Abyssal Connection

Ehlm City, Outside the Central Spectral Woods

_{@Herald, @SporkoBug, @Qia}

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Roose desperately dug, trying to smother the flames before they came too close.

Red Embers screamed and writhed on the ground, suffering from bludgeoning from concrete, and burns that seared through them beyond just third degree burns.

Bears screamed and collapsed, holding their heads and blood seeped from their ears and noses.

And Savio?

He was silent a moment, in a trance, wholly lost within whatever hell Roose had trapped him in. Until he giggled behind his mask.

”Ah, of course, why didn't I see it before?”

His form flickered, before sparks of embers shot around him, touching his skin and setting him on fire as he grew in size and form.

”More suffering brings power.”

Soon, Savio was the same size as Mercyval and the Wendigo, a brilliant phoenix with its wings spread out, heat radiating off them.

”Let us suffer together, Val!” Savio roared in a distorted voice, before his phoenix form took flight. Hovering above Mercyval and the Wendigo, it beat its wings furiously, generating winds that caught fire. Soon, Mercyval and the Wendigo were trapped in a tornado of pure fire, edges drawing closer to burn them. It might not affect Mercyval, but Wren…?

The introduction of the fire twister in the center of the battlefield dispersed the fire around the mini raptors,and Roose took a settling breath. Her eyes scanned the dusty street. Half of the Red Embers were incapacitated, the other half firing on the Ghost Corps. And on the far side, almost all the Bears were on the ground.

The humans were already losing.

Roose turned to Stalker. ”Pack leader, we should leave. We will die if we stay here.”

Meanwhile, VV grinned at A, ”There it is. Your powers are damn scary, A.”

Already, Ghost Corps were moving in, close to the ground, attempting to detain or kill the Bears whimpering on the ground. That left Vin in VV’s shadow hand.

VV stared up, showing no enjoyment in her eyes as she leveled a glare at the man. ”This all started with you, didn't it? Our little hell on Dust. Or whatever you call it.

“First it was our hearts. Then you had to go and kill D. Trust me, death is too good for you.”

And VV squeezed a little.

Vin struggled uselessly in her grip, staring down at her unapologetically. ”This is how it is in this world! You either eat or be eaten, kill or be killed! Your friend failed to understand that!”

VV growled, and clenched her fist a little more. In response, the shadow grip tightened.

There was the sound of a cracking rib. And then another.

Vin wailed in agony.