Patricia Williams
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71 Night Hunt "Thank you kindly for visiting, folks! Hope to see you again at our next auction!" Theodore Varken excitedly waived away the attending members of the latest auction event. Once most were gone, he quickly waddled back stage and marveled at today's earnings. Waiting for him neatly piled atop a wooden table were several dozen pouches of coins; all of which had been earned within a few hours. No matter how much money the auctioneer made; the sight of more of it never failed to…
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There was a strong flash of red light, and a weapon floated into view in front of Taira. It was a one handed scythe with a two feet long crystallized handle of a dark red color. The blade was a bright golden color, with a length matching exactly three feet and a wickedly sharp edge that looked like it could cut metal and bone with ease. A golden chain billowed in the air around the weapon, connecting the scythe to a short but lethal looking dagger of the same design. Suddenly the weapon let out…
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The feeling of breaking through to a new realm of cultivation is entirely different from going up a level. It is a bit like punching through the window of a wrecked motor vehicle to crawl out. It hurts a bit to break yourself free of your old surroundings that were once adequate. But once you have punched through the last of the glass and emerge out on the other side, the cool and refreshing feeling that runs awash through your body is only followed by the calming sense of safety and security.…
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Lucia blinked several times as she allowed Enyo's question to take root in her mind. Even though she had been living her life on a more passive end, for some reason she no longer felt like remaining idle would be in her best interest. She loved Taira. And she knew just how special it was for him to love another person. She wanted to be one of the only two women who got to experience something like that. She couldn't stand the thought of him being taken away from her. She couldn't stand to…
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In a dense and luscious forest, a beast could be seen running through the woods. It was enormous, easily three times the size of a stallion and significantly more frightening. It was like a cross between a ghost and a nightmarish fox, with whispy greyish white fur that had dark black jagged plates scattered throughout like living armor. Enormous black claws gouged through the ground and tore up soil as the creature ran like the wind. It's eyes, ears, and various parts of it's fur were…
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Taira's red eyes stared at Aveena with an expression of unfathomable coldness. As he stepped down from the stairs with his wife hand in hand, his eight swaying tails captivated her attention and left her speechless. He did not even bother to answer her question, as he was still sore over her threat against Enyo. He sat on the opposite end of Lucia's sectional sofa, and Enyo found her rightful place in his lap as her gaze flickered between the two of them. Everyone already knew that this was the…
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Enyo was always a woman who enjoyed the pastime of sleeping. But for some reason, today she felt particularly comfortable. It was like she was wrapped in the warmest and softest display of love that she could possibly imagine, and she never wanted to leave it. When her violet eyes fluttered open, she realized she was still in her bedroom, although she was wrapped in a warm silver blanket that she didn't remember possessing. "You're awake." Suddenly, the silver blanket she thought was wrapped…
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Taira sat cross legged on the bed with his sleeping wife in his lap as he stared at the three girls in front of him. Keran was still kneeling, Vermeil was staring at him with wobbly knees and a clear wet trail running down her legs, and Lucia was covering her mouth and hyperventilating. 'I have weird friends..' he thought, without much judgment. "T-Taira...? what...how..? Y-You're..." Keran tried to put together a string of words in the hopes that she could acquire some answers but it seemed to…
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"B-Beloved!" Keran tried to call out to the ball of blue fire that was smoldering within the room but it proved to be to no avail. For upwards of five minutes, the flames continued to dance around the body of her former fiancé without showing any signs of dying down. As she waited for her beloved to return to normal, a chorus of footsteps suddenly reached her ears and she immediately looked towards the door. When it was thrown open, the other three occupants of their home were all revealed to…
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There are five gods that the fallen races worship that cause them to be hated by the races of light. Absalom. The fallen god of blood and the undead whom the vampires worshipped fervently and see as the father of their race. Gintanai. Patron god of the dragons who is no longer worshipped due to his believers dying out thousands of years before even the vampires. Like them, he as seen as a sort of boogeyman or fable character. Ihun. God to the dark elves and all those who embrace and…
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