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Exalted: Fall of Creation

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Pigeon Spit: A medieval fantasy story.

Scribe Abbigale Drom

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She looked at the engineer and turned in her chair to really face him. "The bowl is only worth a couple hundred gold. The enchantment on the bowl is a simple light spell. You run your finger around it and say the phrase and it glows in the dark. I understand that he believes the bowl to contain powerful magics that can end him if some conditions are not met. Mainly leaving, which would seem to solve a lot of problems. The bag of gems may had been a fitting trade for a minor magical item. It metaphorically also contains a man's life, one that has committed treason by his actions my King. To raise a sword to strike you when you were unarmed. He also raised his sword to strike at the crown. You are hired by the appointed agent of the crown, are you not? The Captain and his men and many others have a sworn obligation to protect you."
She pause to let that sink in then continued, "Someone else acted on your behalf to protect you. I had the misinformation of receiving him."
She got a serious look on her face, "You now hold in your hands his fate by the choice you make. "
"Choose well, what you do and why. You can redeem him or end him. Blood will run in the street or maybe you gain an ally," she smiled up to him and returned to her scribe work.

It was the most words that the scribe had spoken around the engineer. There was an element of a maternal tone to her voice, the fact that it was directed at the engineer and not with. Three other things were noticeable, she did care what happened to people. If she was a mage, she could have killed Silverclaw, but didn't for some reason. The second was she wasn't going to give up her secrets anytime soon. The third thing is she had a spy network already in place.

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Abbot Andrew

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As the Harbor Master went through his plight, he listened carefully then patted his knee and laughed. "I can't even get a silly wall built so I can plant a garden yet," the Abbot said with a smirk. He moved to the window and looked out. "I am wondering if who ever wrote the note was in the same position as we are? Not really knowing everything and making assumptions about the players involved and trying to direct the outcome to their liking," he said calmly.

His big plan was to get enough legal traffic coming through the port so that the influence of the thieves guild was minimized. He needed merchants and craft folk, farmers and other honest people to start to change the tone of the town.

"I'm wondering if we shouldn't have a meeting, the leader of the Gold Tooth, this Silverclaw, you, me, and maybe Brok to come to some better working relationship," the Abbot said. He wanted a cut of the money that his uncle would not know about. He knew that the engineer would need laborers and if he took one of the two ships out he would have smugglers coming after him, not to mention the young lovers that used it as an escape. But that was his romanticized memory thinking, he never made it to the ship to make out. Just to smuggle.
"Maybe dinner tonight in the back room?" he asked.
"I bet that the good Captain's men are not watching the kitchen entrance, so they could enter that way," he said quietly. He knew that it would be unusual for the three men to meet when a ship was coming in the next day.

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The red claws (or whatever I named them)

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It had been a rough transition. Going from being safe as money could buy to needing to pack up their operations in a day because some crazy Elven woman threatened to kill Silverclaw. because he was going to send a message to the Abbot by either beating up the engineer or sticking a knife in him a couple times. They were a threat to his operation and he didn't want they here. If he could scare them off, it would be easier when the Western Isle finally decided to invade the kingdom. He was a third party agent that was getting paid well for the information that was being sent to him by spies then packaged with the drugs. They had promised him a share of the dragons' hordes when the war was done. He just needed to be there watching what came in and out and making the drugs that the soulders would use to march and fight for days. It seemed funny that the invaders needed things from the place they were going to invade so they could invade it. Silverclaws really did not like the folk from the Western Ilses, slavery was offensive to the cat man but money and magic to study.

Pigeon Spit: A medieval fantasy story.

Andrew Richard Whitewood III

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Andrew looked at the man with a very puzzled look on his face. It would be clear to the Harbor Master that most of this was news to him. He tried to start at what he thought was the most important, with a sigh he started.

“Let’s start at the beginning here. I haven’t even met with the Gold Tooth guild. That was to be later this evening. I don’t even know who the guild master is or the the seconds and I thought the guild war was them against me?” He said. The Abbot truly was under the impression that the guild was against him. This was the first he heard about another faction or two.
He continued, “If I have my ways, I would rather try to negotiate a peace with the factions than to get into kill each other.” The guilds were too small not to try to work things out.

“As to the loyalty,” he said, “I want you to continue playing both ends against the middle. It the only way to keep the balance, not everything the guild wants should they get. Nor should they be allowed to operate any way they want,” he said, “I want your loyalty to me, the Abbot, not me the thief. I want you to know that I will need to be kept in the dark about some operations. At times, I will need a heads up about things to watch for. The normal procedure is to replace people in key positions like yours with your own people. I would like to think that you care about the people even though a little bit of this and that makes it to your pocket or to someone in need. Like you, I’d like to get a slice of the pie too. It would allow me to do things that can’t be done officially.”

He paused, then asked, “Who is Silverclaw?”
“I know nothing about putting him and his wife on a boat,” he said.
“Have you heard why?” Andrew asked. Andrew knew that if there was a rumor it would make it quickly to the Harbor Master’s office because the port was the center of the town.

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Scribe Abbigale Drom

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The scribe looked at Bork and said, “Master Engineer, I am not sure that it would be good to talk about the man, who tried to kill you and did poison me this morning, in the common room of the inn would be appropriate. Attacking us was paramount to treason as we represent the crown.”
With a very serious tone, "If this was the capital, the King would have had him executed."

She held up a gold bowl with a lid that glowed. She handed the Engineer the bowl and told him, “If you intend to negotiating with this, make sure you get something worth its value.” She held back a bit of the man’s fur in case she needed to scry on him.

The captain did take notice of the conversation.

The Girl From the Forbidden Kingdom

Robert Philip Ball

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Robert smiled at the girl, yes, she was a bit odd. The feathers showed that she wasn't human like himself. But his curiosity was stronger than his fear. The clothing, the shape and color of her eyes, and the lack of body fat made her appear child like to him. This fed the protective nature in him.

Two thoughts danced in his mind but he dismissed the. The first was maybe she was the dangerous one and her bite wound was defensive in nature. The second was that she might have stolen the clothes she had and made them fit. In his mind that was preposterous.

He looked at her offering her some bread and said, "Well, it is good that you are awake." He moved in the chair a bit. "I am guessing that we will need to figure out how this is going to go," He said calmly then continued, " Or if you even understand me." He paused watching here then said, "I'd like to see you healthy enough to travel before you leave the estate."

He was wondering what she was up to but he did not want be pushy. She would tell her story if she wanted to and when she wanted to.

The Right of Dragons

I was thinking the party might be a nice way to get some of the character's together. I also thought it was a nice way for the Queen to pass Jaida off to someone else to deal with.

the island of five elements

Jaida Denton

Character Sheet for Jaida Denton

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Jaida was a little taken back at the Queen's tone, it was if she was the Red Queen in Through the Looking Glass and Jaida expected her to shout 'off with her head.'

The guard bowed low and apologized again. He told the Queen where they had found the girl and about her curiosity. He explained that they had tried multiple things to dissuade the girl. She hadn't yet done anything provable to merit beating or the stocks. With a pleading look to his queen. He expressed how this alleged pirate was... loyal to the crown. He told a story of how she had attacked a sword carrying sea captain who had made comments about the King and pushed him off the dock between two ships. He hoped that she might have better luck with the "prisoner" or find something useful for her to do.

the island of five elements

Jaida Denton

Character Sheet for Jaida Denton

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As they came to the castle, Jaida’s mouth hung open. She had never seen a building that big before or that many people. She was shuttled from the driver to a maid who had her clean up, not an easy task when handcuffed. Then she was brought to a room to sit. The captain of the Guard who brought her was dressed in a fine uniform, she in her blue dress. A maid fussed with her hair, coming then braiding part of it from her temples to the back of her head then to the end. The maid was not gentle with the comb or the braids.

Shortly after tHis was done, the Captain’s name was called and they were shown in. WEn the Captain stopped, Jaida dropped to her knees and bowed her he’d to the floor. This was partly due to fear and partially as she did not know what to do. He approached the queen and they spoke quietly. Jaida did not move.

the island of five elements

Jaida Denton

Character Sheet for Jaida Denton

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To say Jadia was having a bad day would have been an understatement. She was being brought to an audience with her Majesty the Queen. The issue could have been easily handled, except for the fact that she wasn’t on her ship when the harbor patrol caught her. But the frigate had a new said design that was making it faster when it was drawing a draft and she wanted to see up close what they did. Picking up and extra five knots would give her a critical advantage. Not to mention, help her out run they royal frigates.

As a woman captain, she needed every trick she could come up with. Most of the jobs that she was offered were the jobs that most of the men turned down. She wasn’t sure but it might be the fact that the last time she encountered one of the royal ships, she might have caused the sails and rigging too get unnaturally heavy with water. A small detail, but wet sails don’t catch air as well as dry ones and wet ropes are slick. She was hoping that this was not the reason she was being detained. She hoped that the queen might not remember her, even though they had never met. But she had written close to fifty letters to the royal couple asking for a chance to train at the maritime naval academy.

She sat with her hands in her lap, chained even though she promised that she would not put up a fight or try to flee. She had even left her weapons back on her ship when she went on the mission. The wagon rocked and moved along. Jadia tried to relax and take in the area. She had not seen that many trees or birds in her life.

the island of five elements

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

"Alex”

Alexander Grey

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♦ Time: Chapter 3 - Day 2 - Evening
♦ Location: Left field at the ball park
♦ Interaction: @PrinceAlexus
Link to Alexander’s character bio.

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When the seventh inning stretch came, Andrew noticed that the attendant that was watching the gate had let his post for a couple minutes. So, Andrew tripped to the dark side and slid through to the other side. He walked the concourse of the stadium looking to go say hello to the ladies. He got a bag of mini-donuts covered in cinnamon sugar. He continued down towards where he saw them.