Sophia Garcia
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Allie was missing a leg that for some reason wouldn’t regrow, Kathrine was severely poisoned and beginning to slow. Jalel was overpowering Captain Rusof, and Fimrindle was finally breaking out of the stalemate - slicing off limbs and heads before pushing Allie’s way with incredibly fast and jerky movements. A protective dome now encased The Blood Moon Requiem’s trading hub - preventing anyone from going in or out, and the battle within and around the compound had become an absolute madhouse of…
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Allie was in trouble. She was being attacked and her life was in danger. And his reaction was instinctual. Without any thought of his own safety, he would persevere for the woman who’d taken his heart with the kindness she’d shown him over these past few months - a kindness he’d only ever known from his mother prior to meeting her. Lahn’s shriveled fingers on his left hand, still devoid of any real musculature despite the slow-going recovery process, flipped through the pages of the shimmering…
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The dining hall had been redecorated according to the description Riven had given Allie prior to this, though she couldn’t be certain because it was her first time here after all. She’d never had reason to visit the compound before now, but the looming threat of planetary annihilation by an intergalactic vampire empire that her mother had been part of was nothing to take lightly - should she spurn the rules of the Queen and council. Despite not knowing much about the greater multiverse, she was…
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Lord Justo Barimont was a handsome man, even for a vampire, and he let that fact be known as he swaggered around the compound giving orders to the various soldiers or maids while two personal thralls from the heartlands waved large white fans to cool him off. His eyes were bright crimson as all purebloods were, and his platinum-trimmed robes had the symbol of a green flame embroidered on his chest to symbolize the house he hailed from. “This place truly is a drag, isn’t it Puncie?” Lord Barimont…
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Bridgar Mush was an officer of his majesty’s legions, a veteran of many battles and a dwarf with a truly splendid red beard. Brown eyes and a firm, square jawline stared out underneath a thick stone helmet carved out of the very caves they lived in and molded by forgeries and mages accustomed to the Volcanic Subpillar. Most of the dwarves of his majesty’s legions were imbued with that particular subpillar, and thus the army Bridgar now stood over in his stone fortress tower all displayed various…
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The portal stabilized, and a notification appeared signaling that it was slightly different than the prior portals he’d already linked to. So it’d go away and other people couldn’t use it if he wasn’t around? That was a shame. Riven had been hoping he could send people to and from Deepnest here, but it appeared his weapon only had so much power concerning the ability to link to such wormholes. Still, it was better than the alternative of not working at all. An hour later Riven stood silently on…
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Matt shifted his gaze from the portal, to Hakim, to Riven, and then the three demons partially covered in pastry. His grip tightened around the axe he still held against Julie’s throat amidst the dead silence of the room and he immediately pulled out his revolver to lower it at Julie’s skull with a click. “Hakim!!! Hakim you backstabbing little bitch! I told you that I’d blow your girlfriend’s head off if you betrayed me!” Hakim didn’t reply, too distracted with the potential death of his…
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The room was that of an old but very large and neatly kept cabin. The banner of a red hand hung down on poorly knitted fabric overhead, and various people wearing that same symbol on their clothes lined the room on armchairs, sofas, or just stood. Hakim was in the middle of it, handcuffed and on his knees. He grunted with the impact of a fist on his face, spitting blood and a tooth out while Juile loudly sobbed behind him. “WE DON’T HAVE THE DAMN TREASURE!” Julie screamed through tears as Hakim was…
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Kathrine nervously fumbled with the locket of her family’s crest around her neck. Glancing nervously over to the high prince next to her as the array began to buffer, she caught his gaze and received a wide smile. “What’s wrong?” Riven asked curiously, tilting his head to one side. “You look nervous. Surely the queen isn’t that bad.” Kathrine would have paled if she wasn’t already so given her vampiric heritage, and her crimson eyes shifted away. She brought a handful of pristine, silky…
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The hospital entrance that’d once been a small hole into the basement was now dug out and fully cleaned. The corpses that’d long since rotted away there from swarming nightmare creatures were long gone, and in place of them were stalls of ratkin and citizens of Brightsville alike while they traded with one another at the mouth into the underdark. Guard patrols from Deepnest and the Thane Necropolis were both present, taking turns escorting people to and from the two cities in caravans where the trips…
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