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The elven druid looked down at Otrev with surprise, murmuring softly, "Where do you find these words?" At the sudden shrill of the bell, Syvis tried to cover her ears, wincing at the noise. "So much for a silent presence ..." She looked over at the others, "Should we defend our place or try to...

Limited in her fighting due to the tight space, Syvis relies more on trying to freeze the vampires out -- even if they may not feel it, their joints and muscles slow from the dull ache of the magical cold she conjures around them. Moire and Hircus do far more against the creatures than she...

Following quietly where the others led through this stone nest, Syvis' head turned quickly towards the sounds of bats trying to flit through the small area, only to tangle themselves in the cobwebs above. Even though she knew they probably were just spies for the vampire lord, she didn't hold...

Looking back at the dark creature that diligently cleaned away their trail, Syvis felt a low growl build in her throat, the hair on her body slowly rising to stand on end. However hearing Moire speak cut her short. Instead she gave a harsh but short laugh, "I say it's foolish to think either...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | The Antique Song: Larian dipped his head at each person as they were introduced, however for the most part kept his attention on Virra. His eyebrow raised as she seemed to lose her train of thought and wrenching the bag from Magnolia's hands. The...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Niradnam tried to focus on the name Valerie had offered, "Hm ... truthfully I don't often interact with the students unless I've been asked to tutor for some reason, or help one in the library. I could maybe give an idea of what area of dorms...

Syvis stepped lightly into the room with the others, studying the new space and trying to look for escape routes already. She smiled faintly at Otrev's comments, "I miss that scenery, little one. Maybe someday we'll return." Already she had lost his attention as he noticed the mirrors. The druid...

You know if I don't play in this I'm still going to lurk since you've been praising this module since I can remember.

The druid had been watching the discussion between Moire and Strahd intently, slowly looking over her shoulder at Ludmilla's question. "No," she replied simply. "A wolf pack. Otrev is one from this ... place." When the hosts left, the only non-pack member left was the maid. Syvis sighed. "Does...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Eliza reached slowly into her own bag, pulling out a small egg not too unlike Tyrius', "I wonder if mine is doing alright ..." She held it up to the light, trying to mimic what Rin had done, a look of intense concentration on her face. Niradnam...

Syvis took back Otrev's cage as she stood with the others, turning slightly to keep the small bird away from the strange elf and his aura. While the other speak she picks a seat, not so much sitting in it as crouching upon the cushion, Otrev's cage on her lap. As they begin to speak of gods and...

I am offering to be present because I expect if I don't post I'll get asked why I haven't yet : P

I've been hoping another game ad would pop up, and I keep hearing good things about your stories, though before they usually came up while I was in way too many games. I'll toss my hat in for this one, maybe I'll get to see the Kitt in action first hand.

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Seeing everyone else begin to stand, Niradnam pushed himself to his feet, offering a hand to help Eliza who took it after some hesitation, leaning on her staff to help with her balance. The Maestro laughed at Rin, "Ah, yez, I think the echoez...

Title: Gilded Cage Game: D&D 5E, Discord Player Count: 4-6 Description: In the land of Negrastir, the nobles of the country don't understand the phrase "born with a silver spoon in your mouth" because, well, all of their silverware -was- silver. As were their plates, their goblets, the handles...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Placing a hand on Valerie's shoulder, the Maestro gave an understanding nod, "I zee. Well no matter if you're enrolled here, perhapz I can ztill grant zome lezzonz to encourage you, ah?" When the young noble asked where Niradnam had gone, she...

The druid had not been eager to enter the mansion, a large beast's den as far as she was concerned, nor had she entirely been eager to split the pack. Yet here she was, and hadn't even had time to take the form of a creature to try and scurry off. Doing so with the elf before her would just be a...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Niradnam couldn't entirely help from rolling his eyes, "So ... that narrows it down to at least a couple hundred people. I suppose it's better than thinking it's some ... spy or something, I don't know, from another country trying to disrupt and...

Noon of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Office: As Valerie stood, the Bursar did as well, dipping his head slowly to the noble, "Of course. Should you wish to take part in your own studies, and have the funds, you are welcome here always." Once she began to walk away again he sat down to...

Late-Morning of the Twenty-Eighth Day | Azarad | Balcony: Seeing Rin turn Tyrius into a coat rack, Eliza couldn't entirely prevent her snicker from escaping, though her attention was quickly taken by the gnome explaining the candies. "All of them seem ... for the most part harmless, I guess it...