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The Elder Scrolls: Rage of the Waves

"He's like a high elf, if the Dominion worshipped daedra. If he's just as confident and belittling of the "lesser" races like them, then I'd gather that little detail would make him a touch worse... but watching two knife-eared elves go at each other, I can't help but like him a bit more."

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If they can earn the king's favor, they can have an ease of roam if they pose as nobles. That might be fun for us to write! Finch still has the wine for him to gift.

Knights of Melarus

There, I mustered a shitty phone post over break.

Knights of Melarus

_and

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The situation grew more and more dire with each passing second. Kane didn't feel any better even with a figurative army around him, rather, their lives weighed down on his shoulders. The servant girl, as unseemly as she was, did not help that looming dread as she another precious life he became responsible for. Although composed, he felt pale. With his mind, his face also turned to her, also beside Wizzlebee who absentmindedly carted his coach along while attempting his hand at reassurance, placing an actual hand delicately around the lady's arm.

"There, there." The old gnome would say, followed by some naive promise of sanctuary - no such thing was guaranteed, but Kane would try his damnedest to follow through on that promise, even with the absence of a proper mind. John's death had shook him terribly, far more than he would have expected. Far more than the deaths of any other person. Perhaps it didn't help that John was still a boy.

"Stop!" Suddenly yelled the swordsman. A sense of urgency overcame Kane by default. As their attention was redirected to the sky, he immediately understood. There was no time for him to question, only enough to act.

As Anna yelled at them to run, Kane yelled, "Let's go!" He grabbed Wizzlebee by the scruff of his robes, who in turn was also yelling and throwing a fit, making his indigence very clear to the guardsman who had grabbed him. As he hauled the gnome along, he also tried to keep an eye on the servant girl, but also on the Fury as he kept a defensive poise, keeping it at bay with warning jabs with his spin toon.

From inside the coach, there was banging and carrying on, though inaudible over all the commotion outside.

"Hey, what's happening? What is going on out there?!"

Eventually, all of them (except for Bartleby, who was safe regardless), made it inside safe and sound. Wizzlebee was still fuming from Kane's treatment, and Kane himself was moving around inside the butcher shop like a mad man trying to barricade any possible entry while Pietro explained what was after them.

He flipped tables behind doors, chairs in any of the open windows and other miscellaneous items that might seal Daraden's outside a couple seconds longer.

"What I want to know is why a Fury is so far into Talbor." Kane said.

"An army of this many undead, I'd number this Daraden a lich!" Wizzlebee said proudly.

"A lich?" Kane repeated incredulously. The only lichens he ever heard of were ones from legends. Their bones were now nothing more than long lost evil relics.

"But Furies... no, no, no, not dead! Opportunistic, yes! Mayhaps be scavenging the leftovers, yes... they've valuable bones and features..." Wizzlebee continued.

Kane crossed his arms. "We can't put it past them that some of them might have allied with the enemy. If Daraden has eyes across Tithe, that doesn't bode well for us. Furies are already dangerous at the best of times."

"Allies?!" Wizzlebee exclaimed, then scratching his chin with his mint green nails. "Well, I suppose so. Where the wights go, carnage follows, hm?"

The gnome then looked shyly towards Pietro. "What do you think, handsome?"

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And I want to. I've been so buried in work and life that I have zero time. I have a long weekend coming up, but my dad is coming down and I'm not sure if I'll be able to write. Plans suck.

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Finch looked shyly away at his feet and stashed away the bottle into his knapsack, nodding to Fiona as she bid him her thanks. Gaela was more optimistic about her position than Finch was - not by much, but Finch was about ready to accept that Fiona might not see Camlorn. With an arrow in the gut, she wasn't about to last long. His crossbow was already cranked, and he kept watch as per the dear doctor's request. Faruq and Cyrendil disposing of the attackers - Faruq took a particularly rough blow, and Finch was wondering if the faux knight's arm broke from behind his shield.

Gaela spoke to him again, asked about a place for them to hide while Gaela did her handy work. Finch sighed and shook his head.

"U-uh, behind the Orc? I don't think there's enough time to find a hiding spot big enough for the two of you. A-and, Gods, she has a gut wound! I don't think..."

Finch turned and watched Fiona down a health potion. Oh, Arkay, he wasn't sure if that was enough. He growled to himself as he fought to make the right decision.

"...Okay, follow my lead."

He ducked beneath Fiona's other arm to help support the other half of her weight, and for such a small man such as he, it prompted a grunt on his behalf. This girl was heavier than she looked!

His arm shot out and he pointed his finger to the inside of the tavern where they just were a couple minutes before. It may not have been creative, but the guards did just storm in and broke all the fighting apart. They just had to clear a space and section of a corner with a barricade of tables, and they'd be set.

"In there, come on. We can barricade the doors." He said. Then his mind traveled to the innkeeper, and the wine Finch had stolen, and all the wine he had knocked over when he tipped over the shelf.

"If the keeper of the tavern hasn't already jumped ship, I just hope he won't be out for my... our heads."

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Don't be sorry! What were you expecting us to say? If you get sick again, we'll throw you in the dreugh pit?!

Well, I put in another phone post. Sorry if there are any mistakes.

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My midnight shifts have been rough, but yeah. As for an IC post, won't feel totally comfortable continuing before letting Luminosity respond.

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I think the only one we're waiting on is @Macro

@DearTrickster

I notice that, aside from him, you, @idlehands, and @Luminosity could probably post. Unless you don't think you have anything to add.

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Fortunately, writing Cedric should be as easy as calling everybody a cunt. :^)