So, one of the things that has changed in the new site is that the new PSF is visible to everyone. This provides us an opportunity and so, this morning I've created some subforums in there - for completed / approved threads. You'll note that there are now separate...
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A little more than ten bits past he had finally been freed from the dungeon his father insisted on teaching in. Vaughn even had been able to leave the place with his life and sanity in check, though sadly not his future. According to his father, he was to begin study at...
During the dropping temperatures of Zi'da and the falling of snow that seemed to become more and more common the closer Cylus came, many had sought refuge in one of the pubs, inns, or taverns the city was rich. It was only logical; it was warm, you had...
It was not often that she succumbed, and when she did, it was primal. The tear of flesh between her teeth, the way her nails slid through skin like it was water; it was divine . A stark change from her usually composed feeding habits, Yndira found those moments when she could no...
Disinterested in her explanation of the discomfort that his actions had caused her, Vakhanor chose not to comment on the request Elyna had made not to touch her neck and instead carried on walking down the hill. Over the last few breaks all that had been drawn to either of them was...
Pain. Unlike what she had ever experienced before followed by weakness. Unresponsive limbs lay heavy, as though she was lying in thick mud. Trapped by it and unable to move. Floating between waking and sleeping. Her body and mind craved rest, but she fought it, struggling to watch...
Andaris Academy Δ 77th Day of Zi'Da 715 Δ 11th Break
Steady, steady, steady. A constant barrage of that single word assaulted his ears, his head. The garnishing changed, verbs and nouns and prepositions, but the one word remained. The sheer impatience with which this sense of steadiness was...
Taking Odessa by the hand now, Zedarius guided her through the throng of people. Dinner was delicious, and the two were exceptionally full. Zed's cause to worry hadn't ceased since she'd picked through the food, eating just enough to not be rude. He could tell she still...
As I lay there, looking up at what easily could have been my demise, I found an eerie sense of calm. The monster above me had a mortal name, Fridgar, had a mortal body, but this magic had made him into something monstrous, inhuman. I've spent my whole life looking for someone or something to...
It was inevitable, really, now that she thought about it. Everything Edalene knew about history pointed to one thing: life was a circle. Everything came back around eventually. The same patterns of greed, lust, war - the world could not resist repeating its past mistakes. As a...
At the heart of the organisation of tradesmen, Vakhanor laboured among men and women ready to fight against the nobles and the laws they enforced on the common people, and their wars power that destroyed their homes and killed their loved ones. As a smith and a man that had...
“I can’t take you with me,” Elyna murmured against her daughters forehead. She cradled the child’s head against her shoulder, arms wrapped tight around her. She inhaled the sweet scent of Elsie’s skin and pressed kisses to the pale skin. Elsie wriggled in her Mother’s arms,...
Shadows of regret clung to Vakhanor like the bloodied stench of rotting blood that dried into the core of old fabric, dark and a reminder of what he had done. Ashamed of himself, the smith swallowed his pride as he passed the bustling streets into the open countryside, adamant to see...
Evening fell upon Rynmere, merchants were locking up for the night and the young children hushed off to bed in the early hours. Families gathered around their fires sharing stories and in the quiet of the Burhan home, the sweet aroma of bacon and perfume stirred Vakhanor from...
8th Day of Cylus
717th Arc
The room was a grand one: ornate, carved red oak depicted scenes from history, both of Rynmere and or Idalos as a whole; the ceiling, though slightly faded, was painted in an intricate pattern; two large chandeliers hung low, glittering in the amber light of the room....
3rd Day of Ashan
717th Arc
The duties of the Ouroboros Guard were many and varied. Most often, they depended on the needs of the Sovereign and, to a lesser extent, the mood of the Kingdom. With Cassander on the throne, it appeared that the Ouroboros did function as a protection force. The...
It was later that trial and Fridgar had been sat by himself for most the night. He couldn't muster the nerve to have a good time and socialise with the other patrons of the bar - not after the events of that trial. He rolled the last of the tankards...
Being sat at home was the most useless thing he could imagine doing with his time. Fridgar growled, thumping his head on the table in anguish. Why was he sat at home? He could be out beating people up in Ilaren's name. Fridgar groaned very audibly, only to have his dissatisfaction...
Fridgar hesitated, this was a terrible idea. Fuck it, for Ilaren he thought before standing up from his table. Ilaren, watch this. It’s gonna be fucking awesome, I promise He prayed quickly in his head, it had been some time since he'd done anything awesome for Ilaren. A quick look...
It was not the first time Yana had been summoned to her commanding officer’s quarters, though it was not often that there was so little explanation to why exactly they wanted to see her. One time it had been to investigate a claim of vandalism at the hands of the RCA, because...
How do you judge a monster? Is it in the length of their claws? The point of their fangs? Perhaps it is in the fierce form they wear? I have traveled seas and have seen monsters. But the greatest of them never appear so threatening. No. The most powerful monsters I know take the form of children. -...
“Nah,” Andráska Venora leaned against the lamp post, looking up at the burning oil, crossing his arms and huffing a cold puff of air from his lungs. He rubbed his hands together and tightly tucked them under his arms, hugging himself through the...
Cylus 13th
The Winter Ball
7:00 to 7:30 PM A spinoff thread from the Masquerade Ball, starting here: with Andraska Venora
“As opposed to backwards? If I wasn’t forward, this would all be very dull in my opinion.” Olivia had to respond to Andraska, a sly smile on her lips. He’s got a lovely voice....
Quio was in the house. He had the rope looped over his shoulder. Carefully, he took two thirds of it, pre-cut, and piled the sections quietly in the kitchen on the table.
A chair he dragged out to the center of the floor, away from everything else. He then...
Two seasons spent in darkness with nothing to account for it. Quio had been doing his job, as his superiors had instructed, and nothing. Nothing. Not even the budding civil rights gang called the Rynmere Citizens Alliance helped.
63rd of Zi'da, Arc 716
Valyeria flapped her wings, propelling herself up to the windowsill. She landed awkwardly, her hands and feet scraping for purchase on the small stone ledge. Valyeria froze as she heard the clanking of boots inside and her eyes caught the flicker of torchlight on the walls....
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