Y’all I’m still alive, but I’ve been busy! I’m so sorry! I feel like my characters aren’t that important to the story yet so maybe I haven’t messed it up too badly. But my gosh life has been hectic.
Building a barn and remodeling my parents entire house (not me personally but I’ve helped when I...
Shem stayed inside, talking to Tuun for awhile longer whilst braiding his silver hair and putting it up in a bun. It was more out of the way like that and he preferred it that way. He couldn’t stop thinking abt the spy outside the compound wall, the spy from birds point. Surely this creature was...
Amarok was getting restless, he had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity and it was only getting busier around the ship. He’d lost sight of the flaming chicken and now only heard the babbling of young sailors.
Yeah it’s ok! We can wait a few days and I’ll just do a pov every now and then of Shem and the Centaurs!
I’m thinking if the birdfolk have access to explosives maybe they can bring some and blow up a wall for the prisoners to get out, it could either be a battle afterwards or we all escape in...
Amidst the cargo he waited, watching ember with gleaming eyes as he sat patiently. As soon as she was close enough…..
(What time of day be it now? Late enough for Amarok to turn werewolf or no? 😂)
@Amer how’s the harpy rescue team from Birds Point coming along? My chars are all just sitting around or waiting lol (which is fine, I’m just wondering cuz I’m free atm)
Haha 😁
😂😂😂
Amarok finished cleaning up with his dagger and slipped it mindfully back into its leather sheath. Despite his ragged old, mossy cloak, Amarok kept fairly clean in his appearance. But while he still couldn’t help smelling like a werewolf, the miscellaneous barrels of cargo...
Shem caught his breath, his fear of being seen by the soldiers outside his quarters before release hours was starting to quell, and he stepped inside to face Tuun, his only real friend.
“Brother, what’s wrong? For fazias sake you’re pale as the Milky Way. What did you see?” Tuun asked...
It’s late evening/sunset for Shem.
I can change that to dawn for continuity?
Maybe since they’re in a tavern it just feels like night and it’s actually dawn? Idk how else to get everyone on the same page.
(Oh cool! )
Shem wondered how long this creature had been like this, maybe more then he’d already let on. “Look lad, I could try and get you out if-…” Shem started, but he was cut off as the footfalls of soldiers echoed along the corridor. Crap!
“I’ll come back, kid. I’ll tell the harpy’s...
Shem took a step back, his face twisting in horror as he tried to hide it by turning away. A long silence followed.
“Do….do you…want to be? His weapon?” Shem asked.
(Whaddya say BR? Should Shem try and get him out or do we want him to continue on his way to Undermine?)
@Blue Raptor
“Sorry.” Shem said with a cringe.
“Highness? As in the king? Aka not someone I can mess with right now.” Shem thought angrily, it seemed there wasn’t much he could do to help Aerie.
“Are they just going to keep you here? Do you know why?” He asked, feeling bad that he was basically...
the humans running the compound were thoughtless, numb minded beings, but sometimes Shem still didn’t understand how they could be so cruel.
He looked up from the door he had been trying to open and watched the wyvern talk, it’s face was gaunt and it’s color looked too pale to be a normal wyvern...