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Topic: A carefully rolled letter for Isk arrives in Magincia |
Sarah
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Forum: The Messenger's Log Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 3:05 pm Subject: A carefully rolled letter for Isk arrives in Magincia |
A masked child wearing long sleeves and white cotton gloves steals away into Countess Aurelia's falcon aviary, attaches a rolled parchment scroll to a falcon's talons, and sends it quickly in the dire ... |
Topic: Butterflies Are Free |
Sarah
Replies: 1
Views: 1532
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 1:54 am Subject: Butterflies Are Free |
She sat still and quiet in the afternoon sun. Not a stitch of skin was exposed to the light. Long sleeves and white gloves covered her arms and hands. Her skirts covered her feet and brushed the to ... |
Topic: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah
Replies: 30
Views: 19262
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2011 12:13 am Subject: A Plague Upon Our House... |
“Agostino wake up! Wake UP!” Sarah dragged him with all her strength as the fire engulfed the barricades, and the flames licked up the sides of the tent.
“Please, wake up…” She had b ... |
Topic: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah
Replies: 30
Views: 19262
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 8:50 am Subject: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah watched from the door of the tent as Ayana put out the candles, one by one. Agostino lay just inside, far too ill to move outside with the others. The action alone, the rootworker had said, mi ... |
Topic: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah
Replies: 30
Views: 19262
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2011 10:15 am Subject: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Change was coming.
Sarah peered around the corner from inside the kitchen tent where she busied herself under the premise of pouring doses of the yellow elixir into vials for Ayana. The strange ne ... |
Topic: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah
Replies: 30
Views: 19262
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Forum: The Crossroads Tavern Posted: Thu Aug 18, 2011 9:30 pm Subject: A Plague Upon Our House... |
Sarah giggled as Rosar plopped his big red floppy hat down over her head. It was warm, and smelled like sunshine. Just like Rosar. He adjusted a rainbow-dyed silk scarf she wore around her neck and ... |
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