There's never a reasonable excuse to want to travel such a distance. The nearest settlement is more than a weeks walk away, if we are to think of a day as only during the light, and night in the verdant wilds was just as dangerous as day compared to the Highlands. The path is illuminated by wooden monoliths that once served as the masts for the armadas that sailed this former ocean. One every mile, no more and no less, measured precisely by the cartographers of the ancient relics. They never sai

Turdas, Second Seed.
The Embers are moving up in the world! We struck in the afternoon when most of the town was in the Inn. Lisis and Teklia approached from the east gate coming down from the mountain overlook. Beirynn and Froana approached from the north gate, and the rest of us came from the south. We stuck an arrow in each guards knee at the same time, then swooped in on them so they'd not alert the town. Lisis, Froana, and Aerija are currently on outlook where the guards were before. They'l

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“You make quite the addition, Kabuki... Not that anyone's going to be calling you that any more, you are my ass cheek now after all. Do people talk to their ass cheek or give them names?”
Sara was admiring her enhanced, flattering form in

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S4R-4, colloquially know as

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A thin blonde haired woman barrels around the chiselled corner of the Wesson carpool area, smashing into a group of unsuspecting businessmen. One of them yells at the stumbling woman in a thick Japanese accent as he brushes steaming coffee from his aquaphobic tanned suit. A crowd of several red jacketed valets emerge from behind the sharp marble cor

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A low resolution hand held camera bobs between a thrashing ocean of blurred bodies. Neon signs and flames from dirty grills illuminate a slum market. Heavy breathing and lumbered footsteps drown out the white noise of a thousand voices all nattering at once. The feed stops between a gap in the panels of a metal sign. The focus it seems is a Tall, Heavily pregnant Japanese woman, who's bell

The beast stared at her like a bull to a matador. Normally it peacefully minded it's own business by grazing on the ferns and grass that grew through the rubble of the ruined city, a machine built as a docile caretaker of the untamed wilds, but the red tinge in it's cold metal eyes saw Aloy as a threat, something that it wasn't programmed to do.
Maybe in her attempt to tame it she had caused it's system to crash, or maybe a rival clan had done something to cause this to happen to the next perso