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He lay there, bleeding and broken, his vision growing dark and far away. He had done all he could. Rallied their forces, lead the charge up the hill and coordinated their forces against this seemingly innocent log cabin. He had saved as many as he could while dealing the Balor as much damage as was possible. Their freehold was gone, that much was certain. Before their airship, their trump card, The Dame Nny could crash from the damage during the battle, he ordered it evacuated and smashed it into the Enclave. His hearing was gone now, after a fashion, but he could see their leader...what


Lord and his KnightAddramalech was exhausted. His chest ached, his muscles burned, and his breath came in heavy gasps through the cracked shell of his helmet. He turned to look at the man next to him, a large troll with messy blond hair, a wet suit and sandals. He couldnt help but laugh at the sight of him, covered in his own blood as well as that of the Balor now lying dead around the room, with that goofy half smile he always seemed to have. Addramalech leaned back on his hands and spoke to his friend and superior. You *pant* look something worse for ware there *pant* Lord Val. Perhaps youd like to rest while I handle the rest of the chaff.&Lord and his Knight


Ancient History 1Post Ancient History pt2 Awkward conversation.Ancient History 1
The restaurant wasn't anything special. Checkered tablecloths, aluminum tables. The sort of place you can find anywhere in most cities. Amanda was a Sidhe, although if you asked her 'peers' in the kith they would tell you she just barely qualified. She was always scared or bruised from some recent fight, her usually method of resolving a problem was to hit it hard and often. She had a fowl mouth, a bad attitude, and the hear of the armored man sitting across the pizza from her. It was one of their earlier dates, and there was still something very awkward about it, neither one v
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