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Anna Evanovich’s armored steed lifted its right fore-leg and casually brought its heavy hoof down, crushing a small black scorpion that had wandered too close. Looking down, Anna smiled; it was the ...

The task was becoming routine. The destruction of a vampire was a simple matter of process and planning. Certain items that were blessed by a member of the clergy who belonged to the Order. A sword ...

Deep beneath the Paladin Training Hall in Trinsic and carved out of the granite bedrock, lays a secret grotto. This grotto is reached by descending a narrow circular stairway, the entrance of which i ...

Things were starting to make a bit more sense now that Anna had spent more time traveling with the loyal band of adventures. Their quest to find answers to the horror that plagued the young gypsy gir ...

I have very little to do. Still, I continue to look for work but, as yet, have found nothing. I have visited a few of the cities, but find them very unlike my own home. Perhaps, now that the Atalan ...

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Name: Tatianna (Anna) Vesuli Evanovich
Age: Around 19 or 20 years old
Height: 5’10”
Weight: 142 lbs
Hair: Ash Blond, wh ...

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Aingeal's mind was eased enough to attempt to rest. Four days... Four sleepless nights... Far to long that one can keep their sani ...

Choices.

We are faced with hundreds of choices each day of our lives. Some are easy. Some not so. Yet we make them and most times we discover the choices we made were the right ones. Sometime ...

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With just the torches and lanterns lighting the abbey the monks called home, Aingeal stumbled down the hallway, trying to stay focus an ...

Anna Evanovich stared at the bit of roast meat balanced on the end of the fork. She wondered to herself if perhaps this time she would be able to eat. Four days. Four days without food or water so ...

*A letter is delivered to the Salty Dog Tavern in the City of Britain by swift messenger*

To the attention of Judas D’arc, care of The Salty Dog Tavern, Britain.

Dear Sir:

Please, I m ...

vam•pire

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Suddenly the Ancient Text Room at the Lyceum became increasingly smaller. The darkness at the edge of her vision began to close in as if some impending doom awaited ...

Thrice now the candle at my bedside has burned down to be replaced by another of its kind. I sit, propped up by pillows against the headboard and read the journals of The Lady Isilian; this woman I t ...

Four days. Four days wandering the streets of this goddess forsaken town of New Haven. Nothing but drunken misguided adventurers, Magick users and duelists fighting in the streets over some slight o ...