Patricia Smith

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  • Chapter 479 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith We ended up having a big sleepover in the cargo hold. Well... no, we didn't Awen and Calamity actually returned to the Both of them had passed the Exploration Guild exam, at least according to Sir Tissue. The entire group had, in fact, which was nice to hear! Mostly it came down to everyone handling themselves very well during a very typically unorthodox situation. Sir Tissue gave them all a bit of advice (Calamity to learn some long-range communication skills and to hone his tracking a little more,…
  • Chapter 478 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith Calamity and Awen were still gone, as was the non-Scallywags portion of the crew. Calamity and Awen would be returning soon, though, and the boys did deserve some shore leave, so I didn't have anything bad to say about them being off the ship for the moment. The rest were all lounging on the nicer of the ship's two decks. The padded seats were probably a lot comfier, and the view was nicer since this side was away from the main section of the docks and overlooked the mountainside. "Everyone," I said as I…
  • Chapter 477 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith Booksie took a bath (even though, with all the Cleaning magic around, it was probably not necessary for cleanliness), got changed into a very fluffy set of PJs, then hugged Rhawrexdee and got the biggest, tightest hug I could give her, then I made sure she was properly tucked into bed, with a heap of warm blankets on top of her and her pillows properly smacked into the perfect shape. She was out almost as soon as her head hit the pillow and before she'd even finished mumbling her thanks. "She was really…
  • Chapter 476 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith .rc947c28cc20144cda60fd13a1623d674{ display: none; } "At what point has a hug gone on for too long?" Desiree asked. We were both standing just outside of the back of Booksie's shop. Booksie herself was still wrapped around Rhawrexdee's face, and the dragon was gently rocking his head side to side, his big dragon eyes closed as Booksie hugged him. "I don't understand?" I muttered. "What don't you understand?" Desiree asked. "How can a hug be Desiree shook her head, but her tails were wiggling their…
  • Chapter 475 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith The news that Rainnewt was involved hit me like a hammer to the solar plexus, and yet... I probably should have expected it. Kidnapping nice people was exactly the sort of not-nice stuff I'd expect out of a person like Rainnewt. Unfortunately, there wasn't much more Desiree could tell us. Rainewt hadn't shown up at the cave or camp while she was there. Not that she knew, in any case. She'd overheard them talking about him a little, but most of what she discovered was that Rainnewt paid very well and…
  • Chapter 474 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith The Mage's Guild being just across the way from the Exploration Guild was a big win for us, because it meant we didn't have to go far. Still, almost the moment we stepped out of the Mage's Guild, Booksie hissed and leaned her weight to one side and off of her foot. "Booksie?" I asked as I stopped. So did Desiree, the fox-girl's twin tails twitching worriedly. "Are you okay?" Booksie raised her foot from the ground, then twisted it around to see the sole of her foot. The skin was all torn up, littered…
  • Chapter 473 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith We made it to the outpost in due time, and I think we surprised the locals. The two guards by the gate saw us coming from afar, then saw all the people we were escorting. It didn't take long for one of them to start running our way. "I think I need to chat with him," I said. "Go on, kindly long-eared one. Do your duty as leader of this unscrupulous lot of maiden-saviours!" Desiree said. "Uh, okay," I said before I jogged past the Exploration guild people and our line-up of bandits. I met the guard with…
  • Chapter 472 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith With Calamity running ahead to warn everyone in Port Royal, that left the rest of us to escort our prisoners. Jean-Pierre took charge of that. He had those of us with ranged weapons at the back, then spread the rest out around the line of prisoners. The threat was implicit. If one of them tried to run, then Awen or Gus might let loose with bolt or shot. The rest were mostly there to keep the formation moving Our pace was slow, so, it would take a while before we reached Rockstack, which We'd have to…
  • Chapter 471 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith The moment I called out Booksie's name, her head popped up, and her ears started wiggling under the cloth bag over her head. I knelt down next to her, aware of the other tied-up person to her right, but for the moment more preoccupied with Booksie herself. "One sec, don't move. I'm gonna take the bag off," I said, voice low and calm so that I wouldn't scare her. I reached over, then untied the bottom of the bag before tugging it off of her head. Her ears flopped as the bag finally came off, and it looked…
  • Chapter 470 — Cinnamon Bun Cover
    by Patricia Smith The guards and the cook were secured with lengths of rope that had, until very recently, been holding up the camp's tents. They were gagged too, especially after one of them started to scream out details about us towards the cave. Their gear was confiscated. I expected us to make a pile of it to one side, but instead, Hannah had let the others take their pick of spears and machetes and knives, then she grabbed the pile and carried it over to the latrines off to one side of the camp. She made a face as…
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