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He was in his old home, there was nothing great about it, it could be if you considered rotting walls and cracked floorboards as an aesthetic. It was the type of home that could only really fit one person, yet somehow three was made possible and all the more puzzling was this house felt more...
After making sure both the mother and kid were safe they asked the kid some clarifying questions, the four of them left the ruined house without much information at all. Peter ordered all of them to retreat back to their base of operations. There was no merit in trying to hunt for more...
The wind was chilling on this drab night, quite different from the usual colorful and noisy Slab Kortlea. Unruly streaks of blonde hair got removed from their clumps as the wind blew and disturbed the man's vision. A man deeply breathed in and exhaled out. What came out should be a condensation...
She was still shaking. The punch made a crunching sound that she didn’t want to remember. He was staring at her with his red distorted-ornate helm that covered his entire head leaving no gaps. Why was he staring at her? Her heart jumped and paranoia gripped her mind, was she going to be killed...
The room was dark. A man, unperturbed by the absence of light, walked inside the building with no hesitation in his cadence. The building he was in appeared to be a bar, albeit extremely unembellished, it didn’t even have chairs or tables for patrons to sit on. It only had the classic counter...
It was a quiet night in the rooftop courtyard of Scribe Dalin’s manor, maybe a bit too quiet. Small watchtowers that surrounded the estate had no one watching. Thankfully the courtyard itself was actually manned by three guards, heavily armored and equipped with spear and shield. The three pairs...