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⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor listened to her story, staring into the flickering flames as the evening purple gave way to a gloomy and starless night. The trees and hills around them loomed in the darkness like watchful sentries and he imagined he could feel unseen eyes peering at him from between...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor took the proffered leg gingerly, holding it between two fingers. He took a bite. Despite his initial revulsion, he found the taste mild, almost like roasted fowl, though with a fishy undertone. He wouldn't be ordering it in a pub, but the taste of hot meat was a...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ She was right, of course. Though he hated to admit it, the sun was already beginning to drift down towards the horizon and the thick scrubland would not be safe to traverse after dusk. Water too would be in shorter supply. He groaned inwardly. He was not looking forward to...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ "They had dammed up the Illeum River, west of the town," he replied in answer to her query. "To build a hydraulic mill for the granaries in the town. The farms around Illeum are a major supplier of grain to all of the Empire's northern provinces." As they rode, he went onto...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ "Why are you doing this?" The question was as pointed as an Ostmani spear and the witch held back nothing. Astor nearly lurched in his seat. He ducked under a sweeping pine branch and pondered his response. It was because of Illeum, of course. There had been many many straws...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor watched the exchange between the witch and the mare with a mix of surprise and bashful shame. He felt as though he were an invader in this intimate moment and he had to fight down the instinct to avert his gaze away from the tender reunion. She was so different than he...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor glances about the remains of the campsight. Several of the horses had scattered during the skirmish and stood about the surrounding hills, tossing their manes and whickering anxiously. When the Inquisitor's men awoke from their enchanted slumber, they would have to spend...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ "Free me. I will destroy these men you have ensnared and come with you to this.. Vels Rueges. I will help you, and yours, Astor Valderian. If you have strength and will enough for what must be done." Astor's teeth clenched. She seemed willing to hear him, but she wouldn't...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor frowned, pondering the impasse at which the pair found themselves. In word she was willing, but there was a crafty glint behind her seductive eyes that left him feeling trepidacious. He did not trust the witch as far as he could kick her uphill. But she would offer him...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ "Water, please," she implored, her eye flashing up at him with coquettish innocence. She was comely, which he had not anticipated. He had seen the Inquisition bring in witches from the wildlands; hags and crones, uncouth creatures that cursed and spat from the gibbet or the...

⊰ครՇ๏г שคɭ๔єгเคภ⊱ Astor Valderian raised a hand to shade his eyes against the midday light that filtered down through the stone grey clouds. The stony hills of the high Ostmerlands rolled out ahead of him like a roiling sea of ancient stone and pale grass, broken only by the line of the...

I've been waiting for folks to at least get their first post up. After that it can be a post at will situation. If we go too much longer, I might encourage folks to jump the line.

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There is a jolt followed by the train going absolutely bananas for about thirty seconds before crashing in the field. It's a violent enough journey that several people in the car die. The train is totally dead, but it's the middle of the day outside. Her phone can work, but obviously no...

Monster of the Week is not as well known, but it's much more reliant on narrative choices than dice roles. Could be interesting in this format.

Bump for new pairing - Halfling x Orc