Unwelcome Wisdom

by berdor

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Meegla and Fargon's Not-So-Intergalactic Adventures: Part Seven
It was cold. Not as terribly cold as the storm outside, but cold nonetheless. Someone had taken his parka, leaving him shivering within the cold metal bars of his cell. Lighted torches lined the wall, illuminating a dungeon clearly carved out of the depths of a mountain.

by hybatsu

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And Then There Was Silence: Part Six
The assassin has been slowly stalking the Scorchio through the bustling streets of Market Town, hiding in and watching from the shadows as the thief talks to every shady merchant he finds, desperate to find a buyer for the stolen goods.

by theschizophrenicpunk

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Lost Beauty
The forest calls to Pilotare, but what is it saying?

by artusativ

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The Silver Lining: Part One
Philesia had brushed her fur so that is appeared soft and lush, almost covering the pink scales that rose up out of her spine. She had groomed her ears until both of them were shiny, although her left ear had tried to bite the brush a few times. She even had curled the eyelashes that protruded from her one large eye. Finally, looking in the mirror, the Mutant Aisha decided she was ready.

by goodsigns

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