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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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That's an interesting thought. Anya is definitely chaotic neutral; her single goal is basically Jakun's life. She's definitely got that inner steel, though her caring side could use a little TLC. Then again, she's undead, and by setting, that makes her irredeemably evil. Maybe she's just not as in tune with the whole good undead thing yet.
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The sounds of a dragon's roar roused Jeremy from a deep sleep, the man's eyes shooting open in shock. "Amnor Sen?" "Yeah, I hear it," the paladin said, already standing. The elf's gambeson went on quickly, his chain following as he grabbed his glaive. "We aren't going to fight a dragon?!" Jeremy stared at the elf in horror. "You can stay if you want. But there are people out there dying. My soul will not rest if I do not try to aid them," Amnor Sen said. Shaking his h
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Jakun sat on his bed, spellbook open on his lap. He was slowly figuring out some of the words of the ritual. Things like undead, calling, a name of some sort. After an hour spent going through his spells, the cat's mind felt like mush. But at least he had Anya to help him again. He could hear the moans from the room next door, moans that had him standing in horror at first, thinking zombies had gotten to Jeremy and Amnor Sen. Anya had explained the noises, laughing at his confusion even as s
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The ship's engines rumbled as it descended through the atmosphere. A Faro peered through a window anxiously, looking out at this new world. His new world, a vast, watery change from the old. Reinard Artego almost fell from his seat as the ship's feet collided with the firm ground. The belts holding him in were clearly not designed for someone of his stature, but he was not going to complain. No, he needed to stay under the radar, and complaining would only draw attention to himself. The
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Reinard Artego the Third is the last of his clan, a Faro running from his world after the death of his Segal. He takes refuge on Egara, working at a porneo, where no one would ever expect to find a Faro. Galen just moved to the Hephaestus Isles, accepting a job offer from his friend. The only issue is the offer comes with a house already taken by a Faro. When the Egaro and the Faro meet, cultures collide. Reinard fears his new roommate's sexual appetites, while Galen is amazed at Reinard's standoffish attitude toward him. For a week's time, the two will have to deal with each other. Or at least try not to kill each other.
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Amnor Sen grunted as he supported Jeremy. He had sent Jakun off to bed near an hour ago, intending to follow close behind. But Jeremy had insisted on finishing his gods damned bottle, and now the paladin had to deal with his drunken stupor. If this had been anyone else, Amnor Sen would hope the morning's hangover would keep this from happening again. But a servant of the Drunk God? There was no way Jeremy would ever stop drinking. "By the gods you are adorable…" At least the man was
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Heh, I know, right? But it's their story. All I can do is sit back and write it out. Popcorn anyone?
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The day's ride to Mechitar was exhausting. Amnor Sen had Jakun ride on Zephyr, not trusting the cat to summon his own horse. Or perhaps he didn't think Jakun could summon a horse after the previous day. He had to be held up as they walked through the city walls, the last group to do so that day. The gates closed behind them as Jeremy led the way past a group of humans. Living humans, almost a rarity in these lands. Jakun peered through the dark, his eyes nearly dazzled by the torches hel
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They travelled through the dark, searching out a safer place to sleep. Guided only by the wane light of the moon, the party moved through the silent night, each footstep a thundering alarm to the undead that doubtlessly lay around them. Yet nothing came at them out of the dark, and they made their way down the road in peace. Amnor Sen knew something was off. A book, the undead werewolf had said. And come to think of it, the necromancer had mentioned a missing book too. "Where is it?" he
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