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We all have our quirks. I would say hopefully with time she'll get over them, but she's already had all the tome in the world to learn to overcome judgement. Clearly it wasn't enough time.
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'Careful Anya… careful…' 'You want me to be careful, shut the hells up…' The werewolf's hand slid over a counter, knocking off a pair of ink vials. The thick glass fell into her other hand as she ducked, one laying on the floor as Anya stowed her prize. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Jakun exclaimed as the shop owner hurried over. He stooped down, picking up the fallen vial and handing it to the skeleton. "Wasn't there a vial of red ink too?" the skeleton asked in a clattering voic
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I'm sure that's the only reason he won't run too...
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They rode through the city at a trot, Jakun bouncing in front of Amnor Sen. Zephyr held them both with little trouble, the horse even helping the amurrun sit on his back. Amnor Sen felt something had happened to the horse. He seemed sharper, more intelligent. Moving through the city, it was almost like Zephyr was guiding the group safely around any who meant them harm. He gently stroked his horse's neck, a smile lining his face. How Zephyr had learned to do that was beyond him, an amazing tr
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"I think that's enough for today," Pasiphaë said. The Faro turned off the camera, the tablet next to it full of video he had been recording. Reinard let out a yawn as Pasiphaë picked up the tablet. Six hours of training was rough, especially since he had no real idea what he was doing. He was learning quickly, but his head hurt now. "It's a good start," Pasiphaë mentioned neutrally. "But you'll need to work on your aim a bit more. We want to focus on the groin, not avoid it." "Right…
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He was up not long after dawn, a candle burning on the desk beside him. Jakun stared at the scroll beside him, his eyes burning in exhaustion. But he was awake all the same, a quill in hand and fresh ink filling a page in his workbook. A second book sat before him, filled with necromantic energy. None of the spells within were evil, as far as he could tell. And yet, both he and Anya could feel the malicious intent within the book. It was supposed to be a simple tome, one a hedge magician cou
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Themis set a sheaf of papers into a folder, smiling at Galen. "Congratulations, you are officially in the films. Let me explain how this works. Tomorrow we will place you with another actor, depending on your preference of course. We all know you aren't a virgin, but people like to pretend. So, we'll introduce you through a sort of… virgin breaking video. Daphne and Iason are both good at these videos, and Iason actually has a reputation among certain circles as a virgin breaker." Galen
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Jeremy's eyes widened as Jakun fell. The cat had just shot a dragon point blank in the face. Without any alcohol to calm his nerves. He was fast becoming a legend in Jeremy's eyes. As the cleric watched, the dragon roared, destroying the pyramid as he thrashed about. Suddenly, the dragon vanished, as though teleported out of the city… or summoned… "I just saw that… right?" Jeremy demanded. Amnor Sen was too busy catching the falling amurran, Jakun collapsing in his arms. Jeremy didn'
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No one is ever truly indestructible. Something people should really remember more often.
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"You're holding it wrong." Amnor Sen frowned as he watched Jakun. The paladin was helpless here, with his reach hindered by his weapon. And Jakun clearly had no idea how to use the bow he'd been given. The amurrun strained at the weapon, his arms burning as he nearly pried the bowstring away from the arms of the weapon. He focused on Ivris, even as his arms shook desperately. With a cry, of pain and vengeance, Jakun let the string loose, screaming as it tore across his forearm and ripped
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Lian curled up against Itumak, the neko snoring gently behind him. The guilt kept eating away at him, his mind forcing him to relive the failure of the day. And every other time he had said that word. They hadn't had sex. For Itumak, that was almost unheard of. His wolf was always hungry for the touch of his mate. Yet that one little word had made him back off. He still poured affection and love on Lian, but that only made the Daknar feel worse. Like the neko had given up his enjoyment so Li
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Reinard- Making Friends
Yeoldebard commented on Yeoldebard's story chapter in Reinard- Making Friends
A hug certainly would have been nice. But a hug from a strange tiger, however nice she seems... a Faro has to be on guard, always. -
The boat pulled up to a pier, Reinard scrambling out ahead of the others. He stretched as his head swiveled, taking in a palatial building, white walls shining in the midday sun. "One thing about porneos, they're generally only one story tall. That way you don't hear the thump of tigers mating over your head," Themis pointed out. "Yeah… that would be bad," Reinard agreed. "To each their own, but when we're filming, we don't want extra noise we'll have to edit later," Themis continued
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His head was throbbing, even after a murmured prayer to Cayden Cailean. Jeremy supposed that meant he needed to be louder about his faith. But he preferred life, actually, and announcing that he followed a good deity was just asking for a mob to attack him. The cleric moved through the streets, following the sounds of the dragon. He kept running into dead ends, growing ever more desperate. Anya had assured him Amnor Sen was safe before vanishing, but anything could happen to the elf while Je
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Oof, yeah, sorry. Autocorrect switches names sometimes.
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Heh, I feel that.
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Dylan probably just wanted to cheer Jason up. Considering the neko seems to be going through some depression, and Devyn is training to be a therapy dog, it is very likely he smelled Elroy and just wanted to give Jason his favourite toy to cheer him up.
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Speech definitely has benefits, and sometimes you can feel impotent when you can't tell people what's on your mind. But Devyn has been a good boy so far. I think Jason will realise that and forgive him for "eating" his friend. As for Richard and Margaret, being true mates doesnt always mean you'll get along. Maybe they just need to step back and examine their relationship calmly. Neither is solely to blame for the way their relationship is going. Like all things, relationships take work. And just going with the way things are for the sake of simplicity is a great way to end up with a broken heart.
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I admit that Margaret is annoying, even as her writer. Sometimes I feel like I'm just channeling people into a story, not just making people up. That or I'm just weird.
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Yeah, in one of the other stories, it is discovered that calicoes were the carrier of a disease that was lethal to other nekos. They weren't susceptible to it themselves, and it led many to believe the calicoes had created the disease. Racism exists in other cultures as well
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Yeah, the family itself is highly messed up. Hopefully they can all figure out how to get along.
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Oh no, neko is a type of food, similar to Elven food, which itself is split into Eastern and Western Elven cultures. Neko food is characterized by its focus on birds and cranberries as the main staples from the area around Sarelin, which is the cultural land for nekos.
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JASON Toned arms were bare to the world. Jason rolled his shoulders freely. The neko had always enjoyed tank tops, the clothing showing off his surprisingly strong arms. A by-product of three years of swimming for his old school, and a source of quiet pride for him. This shirt was perfect, in fit and in its red colour. Pulling it off over his slender frame, the neko set the shirt back on its hanger and dressed in his old shirt once more. Stepping out of the room, he found Margaret looking
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He could feel darkness reaching for him, calling him forward from his thoughts. But the thoughts were a warm comfort, imaginations of just how he would end his master, wipe him from the face of existence. He was done being afraid of the world, done being pushed around. With the knowledge he possessed now, Jakun would no longer be that meek little amurrun who did what he was told. The dark was inexorable, wrapping around him, leeching into his mind until it finally, forcefully, pulled him fro
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The transport descended slowly through the predawn sky, making for a landing area on the water below. Powerful engines hummed as propellers stirred up the waters. With a loud splash, the vehicle bounced slightly on its pontoons before settling beside a wooden walkway. Passengers began flowing out of the door, walking at various speeds down the jetty. A blue Egaro let the rush sweep him along, toward a building that stood three stories tall. A bag hung heavily on his back, a pan flute hanging
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