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Galen stared at the knife in Reinard's hand, the Faro twirling it on a finger. The tiger was nervous; the water around them was choppy, and he knew that knife was razor sharp. "Do you really think you should be playing with a knife after-" Reinard scowled, gripping the hilt of the blade tightly. "Okay, okay, fine. But if I get stabbed by a flying dagger, I'm blaming you," Galen said, holding up his hands in a gesture of peace. He was going to have a talk with Themis, as soon as t
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Three tigers carried them into Graydirge, Jeremy's shoulders rolling as he tried to stretch. Sixteen hours of riding had left him far too sore, and he couldn't wait to get to a tavern and relax. "What is this place?" Amnor Sen frowned, looking at the thick walls of the buildings around them. "Ossuaries," Jakun replied. "The dead lay in the walls, serving their nation without undeath." Jeremy shuddered, imagining ghosts haunting the city. "I don't like it here," he muttered, his h
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That remains to be seen. For now, he is a walking cat bomb. Let's hope something can be done to change that.
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JASON The sound of quiet beeps greeted Jason when he woke up. His body ached as though he had just gone toe to toe with a werewolf. A soft, almost questioning whimper breached his ear, and his head turned painfully to find Devyn at his side. The wolf was wearing a strange white coat, one that covered every inch of his body. A biohazard symbol sat on the side, and Jason gulped. He was sick… really sick… Slowly, the neko realized his arms were covered in tubes, fluid slowly seeping into h
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He spent the rest of the night afraid to go back to sleep. The images he had seen, the dreams of his segal being blown up… Reinard couldn't go through that, not again. Beside him, Galen slept with no issue, the tiger curled up around a pillow. He was snoring quietly, almost, dare the fox say, adorably. Reinard was jealous of the cat, of his freedom from nightmares. He hadn't been so close to ending his life before. And Reinard looked back on his outburst with a mixture of fear and shame.
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So, my posting schedule seems to have crossed wires and posted twice this morning. I apologize for any problems this causes.
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"So Jakun…" The cat glanced up from his writing, a small frown on his face. Did Jeremy not understand he needed to translate the spell every time he wrote a scroll? Probably not; Jakun doubted the cleric could speak anything beyond Taldane and rather messy Kellish. They sat on a bent tree, the inside of the druid's house a showcase for oddly shaped plants. Paper rested on a surprisingly solid mushroom, the cleric and the mage writing together in a botanist's dream house. "Tell me, ho
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Two days in, Amnor Sen recalled what the druid had said. A day's flight. He was starting to wonder about Lynaq's sanity. At least they were still heading in the right direction to make it out of the woods. "I don't think we're going to get your wood, kitten," the elf sighed as they walked, sparing the mounts. Jakun shrugged, the cat's tail flicking. Amnor Sen wasn't sure if that was resignation or frustration. "Well, we did find that one tree," Jeremy said. "Maybe we can find another
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He could hear the howls of wolves in the distance, Anya appearing beside him. "They must be on the hunt," she said quietly, reading the sound. Nearly six hours into his watch, a spell kept Jakun awake. If he got into a fight with wolves, did anything more strenuous than watching over his companions, the spell would fail, and he would be left to face the next day with no sleep. "How far are they?" he asked, reaching for his bow. "Maybe a mile? Two? Not far enough," the werewolf sh
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Galen slipped into bed an hour after the fox, making sure to stay on his own side of the bed. Reinard looked adorable, curled up in a little ball on the bed, tiny snores escaping him. Galen couldn't help admire the Faro, his body so tiny yet so perfect. The tiger shook his head, trying to get rid of that thought. They were roommates, nothing more, and lusting over the Faro would only end in disaster. Pulling a pillow into his chest, Galen sighed as he spooned the fluffy object. He was ex
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This is set in the main world of the Pathfinder TTRPG. So the whole thing is a D&D setting
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The woods enveloped them, dead branches covering the road, ancient tree trunks forcing the road to wind. This wood was a relic from ages past, a casualty of the war between the archmage Nex and the lich Geb. Two individuals had scarred the land permanently in their squabbling, and the forest was left to suffer for it. Amnor Sen held his glaive as they rode, glancing around them warily. He didn't trust this silence. They had started out before dawn, taking just enough time for Jakun and Jerem
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It has, and I really need to work on it, but Jakun has stolen my heart and my focus... for now...
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His entire body hurt. "Damn you Anya…" Jakun gasped, his eyes opening to a darkened world. The phantom didn't respond. Not that he expected her to. She rarely talked when he was angry. He still had to deal with what she'd done to him though. "Still in pain?" Jeremy asked, startling him. Jakun nodded, wincing at the motion. "lasau nurocuirgarh calti…" he groaned, hearing the tiniest meow near his feet. Rolling over, Jakun let out a grateful sigh as tiny, invisible paws wal
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I wouldn't exactly call him sheltered. But he definitely has some growing up to do.
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His eyes followed the tiger's motions in amazement, taking in kick after punch after trip. Reinard flinched as Iason slammed the brown Egaro to the pad, the thud nearly shaking the ring they fought in. "Why doesn't he give up?" "That's a she. And she will. But if you see, Iason left himself open there," Galen pointed out. "What's the difference?" Reinard frowned. "Between he and she, I mean…" "Mainly the cock and vag," Galen shrugged. "Did you not research before you got here?"
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Jeremy held up the wand, energy flowing into the intricately carved stick. With the head of a snarling cat and a spiky tail that wrapped around the length, Jeremy knew he'd never mistake it as a peaceful tool. It was perfect for the violent spell required to heal any physical injuries Jakun might have. As the cleric cast his spell into the wood, sealing the power away for later, Amnor Sen stood, stretching his legs. A day of sitting around was almost painfully boring, even with his whittling
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His bag was weighed down, heavy with food. Jakun slid a new bottle of ink into the canvas, tucking it into a secure pouch next to a pen. He hoped Amnor Sen wouldn't be mad about the extra ten gold he'd spent for the ink. It would be simple to write out a scroll for the paladin to replace the money. "You really need to stop worrying about upsetting him," Anya said beside him. "That's easier said than done," Jakun replied, pulling a wool cloak over his shoulders. "Are we really going to do
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Galen sat on the cold floor, the chill of the ocean around him battling his nerves. He could see the glow of the Cnidarian, the luminous eyes staring at him hungrily through the metallic glass. It was his first encounter with the beast, though he'd grown up hearing stories of tigers eaten alive. Galen knew the ocean was dangerous; he always took caution. But there had been no warning. If it weren't for Reinard, he would likely be dead. And it scared him half to death. Rising unsteadily, Gale
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They left the group early in the morning, travelling toward the woods that grew ever more clear. Tall dead trees barred the entrance, a shadow covering the pathway within. Amnor Sen got a chill just looking at the dead woods. "This is a fell wood for sure," he sighed as he and Jeremy drew near. Pulling their horses to the side of the road, the two dismounted, Jeremy starting to set up camp as Amnor Sen pulled out the few rations that remained. "Do you think Jakun will get here before
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A knife slid over a slice of bread, Reinard sighing as he prepared a sandwich. He hoped he'd gotten the food right. The last thing the Faro wanted was to accidentally be eating fish eggs or something. The jelly looked okay, a white, near translucent spread that didn't seem too lumpy. The fox prayed that it wasn't cum. But why would s jar of cum be here? He was being ridiculous. Reinard added a strip of salted meat, frowning at the rubbery feel of the food. "You don't want to eat that."
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Jakun shut the door to the pyramid quietly, his eyes working to adjust to the magic enhanced gems that lit the interior. He knew this was a bad idea, no, a terrible idea. This place radiated evil, and despite his actions, the amurrun didn't want to be truly evil. Still, Anya seemed to think this was the best place for them. His collar still hung around his neck, a cheap yet effective marking, declaring him a slave. He held onto the rope gladly here, in this place where people and souls were
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DEVYN His legs twitched in his sleep, and Devyn raced after Jason in his dreams. The wolf was happy running after his brother, smelling the joy coming from the neko. But suddenly that joy turned to anger. Jason turned to kick at the wolf. The air filled with fluff, white clouds of filling falling around them as Devyn whimpered, a stuffed wolf falling headless from his jaws. The wolf whined, retreating under his brother's rage. He didn't understand. Jason loved the wolf and Devyn brought t
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"You don't expect any of the money to come back to you, right?" Amnor Sen let out a sigh, shaking his head. "It is a test. Nothing more, nothing less. He has three scrolls and a weapon for self defence. If he decides to use any gold he makes for a room, so be it." He pointed to a thin column of smoke against the twilight sky. "I believe that is our cue to pause for the night." "Great, I'm starving," Jeremy replied, nudging his horse toward the smoke. As they drew toward a
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Yeah, eventually they will have to figure stuff out. Hopefully it won't take too long; the longer resentment builds, the worse it tends to get.
