Terrified by the Angel's aura, H'astra bee-lined out of the room and out of the window and out through the desert without thinking, running through holes and cracks too small for Palasvind to notice. Despite her size and exhaustion, she made it to the distant village before dawn through the direct down-the-mountain caravan-attempt route and kept fleeing, too afraid to even scream.
 
The terror eventually faded as the crystal began to seal the entity once more, containing her power again. T

"Come,
come, we've not the time for triviality if you've not the coin!"
sneered the high nasal squeak of a voice with harsh aftertones of
quite a lower register. "Are you unaware they're one and the
same?""Please,
sir, please," begged a far more normal baritone, "just the
porridge in the pot? I don't even want the spell or nothing, just one
meal for my family. Just one."The
high voiced peddler's tattered uniform showed for a brief moment
under the shroudin

The
King rose from his black throne of obsidian slowly, facing the Drow
who entered his chamber.He
did not appear all at once.At
first, the rune and sigil scraven and scrawled seat of power appeared
wholly empty, with chains and a crown of light metal mounted into the
'arms' and 'head' of the rock, which was itself carved of a single
massive stone of obsidian into a chair and steps down from it- built
into it, as it were, and difficult if not impossible at the weight to
move or transfer.Slowly
w

The fat man sat
on the battlefield's scorched and shattered rock, flesh folding
around him like his folds of gray-blue cloth, and chewed ravenously
on the haunch of seared meat upon the long leg bone in his squat
greasy hands. He eyed his handiwork with beady little eyes in a
swollen pinkish face of curves and bubbles as he ate, then released a
long, slow chortle that shook his flab filled cheeks as much as it
did his lank and waning hair or his distended spheres of stomach. He
had worked hard f

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I write you, my friend, because I am undone.


Cursed be they and their spells of Binding! Have they no limitation? No shame? Is there no force upon the rock, under the wave, soaring the sky, riding the wind, that can check and stop their machinations? Is there even force that may resist??


I write with trembling claw. It is hard enough to read and write at my size anyway, and for the sheer size of the postage to deliver it to you, I am humbly apologetic. I would pay the bill myself were it

The trouble with fighting creatures in the water, the Forest Elf reflected with a certain grim wryness, was that they were in the water. Her knives and hunting reflexes, bows, knowledge of terrain and combat, and dexterous dancing dualistic dagger style were only useful to her on land. In the murky depths of the saltwater lake, where they were dragging her, none of it was worth a grain of sand.


And she would drown. Fast. She was by no means a creature of the water. And she barely knew how to

The whire haired, piercingly green eyed woman of statuesque figure and six feet, three inches of height, from her long tresses of the head to the short fur of her surprisingly long legs, had been simply about her business when she found what seemed to be a corpse. The man was human, tall, but a little smaller than her, perhaps six foot even, and had the sturdy build of a mason or a stoneworker beneath his unlined head and short brown hair. It was the blink that revealed fading brown eyes to her;

Her fangs pierced his throat and he went still, shivering in ecstasy as the Vampire fed on his blood, guzzling greedily. Too greedily. Licking and moaning herself, the Undead woman altered her angle of assault, somehow placing his entire head into her mouth as she continued to drink.


The warm saliva kept him from panicking as she drank him down and drank him dry. Spell bound, he hardly noticed until she was nipping at his toes that he was inside another person. The hungry Vampire drained the