The way she managed to pacify the wolf was astounding, a practice that Sasami had never seen before. He had heard stories, of course. Legends had it that there were sprites and nymphs that occupied the uninhabited forests placed there by Fujin, creator of the world. These mythical creatures were...
"Blinded by rage...familiar with that concept." As she continued, he couldn't help but think what WOULD have happened if she didn't come to warn him. It wasn't as if Fayette's uncle(whatever his name was) could somehow muster up a massive military force or summon the fracture guild of shadows to...
So I'm a bit of a Mission Impossible fan(well, minus MI2...that was trash xD ) and have been thinking about doing a small group thread that involves about four dedicated, detailed players.
Plot summary/direction:
Set after the events of Rogue Nation, the IMF has been tasked with cleaning up...
He suppressed a chuckle. Purity was a fickle concept, one that he became all too familiar with only a couple of years ago when he decided to take residence in this desolate area of Hokkaido, one of the unexplored islands that was rumored to hold terrible secrets. Was this woman one of them? Or...
"Hard to believe all this happened and I never found out." He released her hand, although he continued to stand next to her, his thoughts a swirling jumble.
"So this came about due to a tax hike? Father may not have been the best economic manager, but I wouldn't think that raising taxes would...
"Wait, wait, slow down." His hands slid to his hips.
"Uncle? Revenge? What is all this? I didn't know that your Uncle had gone to trial or had been convicted or...wait, revenge?" He stepped closer to Fayette, eyes betraying slight panic.
"What did Father do to deserve vengeance?" He paused...
Sasami squinted, eyes attempting to readjust to the dim lighting that the moon provided after the sudden explosion of green illumination. He was sure there was someone there and if that were true, then...well, one thing at a time. He looked down at the wolf, grimacing. It would be a waste of...
Calanthe jumped backwards a few feet at the mention of his name, his heart thumping wildly as he saw the woman before him come out from the cornfield. The moon wasn't obscured by any clouds, which meant that the pale moonlight was able to illuminate this newly discovered person. Her hair was...
The musculature in Volgorl's back rippled underneath the loose flowing short sleeved shirt, the former captain letting out a belabored grunt of effort as he managed to finally secure the at least two hundred pound statue at the center of the shrine. He stepped back a few steps, crossing his...