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Chapter 22: Virulent Voices
Yeoldebard commented on astone2292's story chapter in Chapter 22: Virulent Voices
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Every step he took felt wrong. Jakun felt like a pale imitation of himself, like everything that made him himself was locked away to a place he couldn’t reach. Death had been instantaneous, and life was no different. As soon as he fell to the necrotic energy, his phylactery had started working, a new corpse created for his mind to inhabit. Entering the body had seemed to take no longer than a blink of an eye, but according to a self turning timepiece, Jakun had been dead for five whole days
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JASON They trudged home after practice, Jason’s legs filled with a pleasant burn. His back wasn’t giving him anymore trouble, and the neko’s spirits were relatively high. He was still angry at the wolf beside him though. Jason knew he needed to let it go, but he still couldn’t believe Devyn would ruin his clothes just so the neko would wear his scent. It was such a wolf thing to do, and that was part of his issue. Jason knew fully well that Devyn was a wolf, not a human, an
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Oh for sure. Sometimes there's nothing better than a warm body or two to cuddle up with.
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CASSIEL “My lord! Congratulations on your new title,” Jhod beamed as he and Tristian entered the study. “Thank you Jhod,” Cassiel smiled politely, wondering if he had time for a quick nap after this meeting. “I won’t waste your time, I know it is precious. Tristian and I have been discussing what happened at the Temple of the Elk-” “I told you I would see it rebuilt, Jhod. But we really don’t have the manpower for that right now,” Cassiel sighed. Jhod shook his he
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I would like to note for the record that I will be throwing a werewolf and a Cervidas together in one of my stories for science and totally not because of any bizarre furry kink... In other words, I'll be the one writing that...
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There are those for whom the beast form is a kink. Clearly these two are not among them. How much better will sex be when you aren't constantly looking over your shoulder trying not to be eaten? Our little shifter has a lot to learn about the ways of love.
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The city had an ill aura to it. Jeremy shuddered as the cart rumbled toward the Griffon’s Roost. Something had happened here, and yet Quantium seemed perfectly normal on the outside. He could feel the necromancy that festered under the surface of the city though, the remnants of some sort of ritual. “You don’t think Jakun did something, do you?” he asked. Amnor Sen frowned as they approached the inn. “What are you talking about? There’s nothing wrong,” the paladin said. Jerem
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Galen pressed the fox’s leg back gently, Reinard hissing quietly as he was stretched. The Faro was laying on his back, the tiger leaning over him as he tried to work out some of the fox’s cramps. The Egaro’s mind was a mess. It was supposed to be a one time thing, something to help Reinard relax. But now he was being forced into a relationship with the Faro, all because he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. Galen was not about to blame Reinard for this. It was the tiger’s fault this had h
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CASSIEL So much paperwork… His head was swimming in reports, words floating across his eyes even when he closed his eyes. Cassiel was about to drip every piece of parchment in acid and be done with it all. But he wasn’t allowed to do that. All around him were empty shelves, candles giving a flickering glow to the near empty room. Scrolls filled with orders and numbers crowded the dark wood of his desk, despite every effort to keep them organised. He couldn’t even see out the win
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Itumak stared at his mate in shock. Lian… wanted to fuck him? The neko wasn’t sure why he was surprised. Lian was bisexual, he already knew that. It made sense that the Daknar would want to stick his rod inside his mate. But Itumak wasn’t sure he could handle that. Well… he could probably handle it. But Lian was bigger than him, no doubt. And probably bigger than the werewolf who had taken him when he was sixteen. “I don’t know,” the neko said quietly. “I’m not sure I can take you
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That story is what inspired me to attempt a more scifi setting. It's grown a lot in the past couple of years.
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Part two of Cassiel and Theofrid's adventures. Now baron of Ellesmera, the former Stolen Lands, Cassiel must determine who he can trust while building his new lands. Theofrid thought he had left his adventuring days behind him after helping Cassiel kill the Stag Lord. But now he has a new adventure, one that requires a different kind of magic to survive.
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The room was filled with the flicker of black candles, Mythara and Anya standing in the middle of a sigil. Four months spent in the alternate dimension, the three of them working on rituals, and Mythara had finally declared them ready. Jakun wasn’t so sure. The amurrun was nervous about the room; the darkness reminding him of the vision he’d had in Graydirge. He had his fears about this ritual, but it was the only way he could see to get back at Loran. There were no guarantees that Jeremy and Am
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Richard hasn't had time to return everything to the boys, and given that Margaret lost her pack privileges, his ability to walk free on pack grounds is much more limited. Halor is a character in Damian's Wolf if you want to read it. It's LJD's backstory, but I'm not sure I'll ever finish it due to personal concerns, so it has been listed as abandoned.
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Definitely unpleasant memories here. But we can't judge a character by their name. Hopefully Brienne will be able to help with the air freshener issue. Fingers crossed that her help isn't mint flavoured
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DEVYN It was the best thing he had ever smelled, and Devyn slumped in his desk, a glass bottle in his hands as Jason dropped into the seat beside him. The neko was rank with the smell of exercise, and as much as the wolf wanted to just breathe in the scent, he forced himself to set the bottle on Jason’s desk. “Dr. Marin said you should put this on,” he muttered. The neko sniffed at the bottle, frowning slightly before spraying the contents over his body. Near instantly his
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Dude, Eike is totally that evil, as evidenced by the alcohol abuse present in the last chapter. Oh, and feeding the bunny to his underling... I guess that was pretty evil too...
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Toilday 18 Desnus 4710 We broke into the fort through a loose board in the wall. Akiros was waiting for us, making me wonder. Am I growing predictable? He succumbed to us as Kressle had, through talk. Jhod had mentioned a certain hiccough in the man whenever the priest mentioned Erastil. It didn’t take a genius to realize why, and I gently asked Akiros why a follower of a kind god was following a bandit lord. While I can’t say I turned him back to his faith, I can say that I gar
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I have to admit, my first thought was gods I hope the fob has batteries... But all things work out, and wolves make their claims. It's fun to see Shea wrestling with his new position and all the attendant mental struggles that come with it.
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20/20 hindsight is not always the most useful in the moment.
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Warmth surrounded the fox, Reinard’s eyes opening tiredly. His body ached, muscles throbbing with a dull burn as he lay in bed. He was in his bond form, sprawled out in a pile of sheets, body on full display. Standing with a quick gasp, the Faro nearly collapsed again, his legs wobbling as his groin protested loudly. Letting his body shift back into his bipedal form, the fox slipped off the bed, landing on all fours with a pained grunt. Galen had done it. He had finally fucked him. And the
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Starday 15 Desnus 4710 Davik Nettle. The name of the spectre who sent those dreams. I say spectre, he really is more of a wight. Undead, malicious intent giving him sentience, but the malice is aimed toward one man. The Stag Lord. We made it to Nettle’s Crossing on the Shrike River in one day, only to find it burned down, the ferry destroyed. Upon inspection, we were approached by the wight, who pleaded for our aid. Nothing less than the death of the Stag Lord will let him rest
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Amnor Sen stared at the small chest, two thousand gold neatly packed inside. The caravan had been decimated, six guards limping into Fort Longjaw with the caravan. It was a relief to be behind the fort walls, even if they were only wooden walls. The caravan was disbanded, Niss forced to pay out the six thousand to the surviving guards. Amnor Sen and Jeremy had more than enough gold to make it to Absolom, as soon as they returned to Quantium. The two had no intention of setting out any time soon
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I'm afraid I'm not much help there. Jason is not a foster kid, he was fully adopted by the Farins. By law, they are his family, though as DrPaladin pointed out, it is just a piece of paper saying they're related.
