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The Return of Scarblade: Part One
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: The sun was setting beautifully in the cloudless sky,
and the wind ruffled the Usul's hair, as well as providing for the sails. Yet,
somehow, Garin felt as though something was missing... |
| Week - 209
The Return of Scarblade: Part Two
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: "Garin, you do not understand. Everything changes
the future, but my visions always come true." |
| Week - 210
The Return of Scarblade: Part Three
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: Scarblade laughed cruelly and mirthlessly. The crew of the
Black Pawkeet, including its captain and first mate, accompanied by Caylis, were
at his mercy. Everyone believed Isca was dead. Who could stop him now? |
| Week - 214
The Curse of Talador: Part One
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: Talador sounds beautiful, no? I know what you
are thinking. I wish I could return as well... |
| Week - 215
The Curse of Talador: Part Two
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: "Siyana... Talador's light is gone... you must
return the light." A tear trickled down my cheek... |
| Week - 229
The Curse of Talador: Fate - Part One
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: Close behind the Darkest Faerie, I stood helpless
as my people scattered in despair, not even knowing why this creature was taunting
them... |
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The Curse of Talador: Fate - Part Two
by funkiechunkymunkie | | Description: I felt light and graceful, and took a step towards
the voice like a bell. A faerie dressed completely in white, bathed in the light
shining down, was gently coaxing me to her... |
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 Solkaris: The Narrative - Part Three
The room we were in now was so small one torch
was sufficient enough to dimly light up every corner in the room, and Sarina
was almost immediately back on her feet and tracing the wall paintings with
wonder...
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