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“Goodnight.” Lilian replied to her “mother” as she left the room. The woman just was her tutor and made sure she was comfortable, which was more than she could ask for considering her current arrangements, even if she wasn’t exactly a motherly individual. She listened intently, waiting for her...

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Briar CowenShe wouldn’t respond, conflicting thoughts beginning to creep into her mind. Briar was glad that Ada was going to come with her, but it also made her wonder why she was so willing. Yes the had been extremely strange but wouldn’t that just make her want to make her separate herself...

Atmora was silent. The temple... what did she have in mind, exactly? That she’s was going to have to help rebuild what she broke? Replace the riches by hand? Apologize to the followers there for the ruckus she had caused? “Right...” she’d mutter, forcing her jaw shut as she ignored the pain...

Briar CowenBriar felt sore, mentally exhausted, and the throb of her shoulder was consuming her thoughts. She knew bruises littered her body due to how tightly Ada held onto her and being tossed around so much, but thankfully the bullet wound she had hadn’t reopened itself. After being set...

She would wait for Estia to return to the ocean, Atmora following without any hesitation as she began to lead them away in then opposite direction they had come from. It was slow going at first, the pirate struggling to figure out how her new tail worked. But eventually she managed to get going...

Atmora fell silent for awhile. A mixed expression upon her face as her eyes drifted down to look upon the fin that had replaced her legs. She was the captain of her ship, one of the most feared pirates of the sea. But here she was being forced into servitude by a being she thought to be...

As the rope was tossed to her, Atmora was hesitant, but still slipped an arm through the loop and gave it a tug. “Pull you whoresons.” Talon commanded, the men beginning to lift their captain out of the water. As soon as her gills were exposed to open air, she began to suffocate. It seems as...

After some awkward maneuvering, Atmora finally was able to get a look at her new appendage. A torrent of curses and other such foul words rushed into her mind, wanting to spit them at the Goddess that floated before her. But her throat had tightened to the point where no sound could escape. She...

Atmora felt her descent abrupt a stop as her shirt was caught. Her eyes widened as she saw who had a hold on her, no introduction needed as she murmured that she wouldn’t drown. Horrified, she couldn’t do much as whatever the goddess had planned took hold, making the woman feel nauseous, pain...

They were so busy speaking that they didn’t notice the goddess looking up from the water and giving the ship a rough shove. It was enough for the mermaid to be freed from the net and slip through the railing back into the sea, but also for a bit more. Atmora had been caught off guard by the...

“Captain! Captian!” Atmora heard the sharp cry, jumping in her chair. Blinking a few times she saw the young cabin boy standing before her desk. Adjusting her hat which had slid down on her head, she sat up with a groan, the exhausting looking woman casting the boy an annoyed look. “What is it...

Briar CowenAfter climbing back onto Ada’s arm and allowing herself to be carried, things seem to pass in a blur of pain, doggish panting, and the distant cries of other less sentient beasts. Briar still wasn’t sure what to make of all of this. Part of her still wanted to believe that the...

Briar CowenBriar couldn’t fight back a sigh of relief as she watched Ada heal, listening to her speak. Her being with Ada was already suspicious enough but a beast being capable of speech? That was sure to garner some unwanted attention. “I haven’t checked yet...” she’d reply, almost muttering...