...Sheet
Equipped Titles:[Human] [Isekai] [Showstopper] [Murder] F [Abuser] F [Thief] F [Holy Fae See Fugitive] E [Reluctant Swimmer]
.·:·.* Isabella Sangrea *.·:·.
╭── ⋅ ⋆⋅ ── ஓ๑✩๑ஓ ── ⋅ ⋆ ⋅ ──╮
Pamela’s voice was the last thing Izzy heard clearly—sharp, fast… and gone. A flash of ears...
Into The Mists
The snowfall had softened into a fine flurry, each flake drifting lazily as if reluctant to land. Behind them, Nan Pass Village exhaled smoke from warm chimneys and returned to its winter hush, unaware of the journey unfolding just beyond the tree line.
Hiruq stood near the...
The bard chuckled as Matty launched into his barrage of figurehead traumas and family drama, brushing his hand down the front of his cloak like he was clearing dust from a crown he’d never worn.
He stepped off the crate with casual ease, boots tapping light against the cobble. As applause from...
⋇⊶⊰ Izou ⊱⊷⋇
As the wounded slavers were secured, Izou stepped carefully from the brush, eyes scanning the camp to ensure her allies were unharmed. She caught Yorushika’s gaze and returned her smile gently, ears perking slightly at the strange child’s words.
“Thank you,” Izou replied softly...
Illya Mellondew
Illya sat upright on the perch, legs tucked neatly beneath her and hands folded in her lap. Her shoulders were square, but not rigid. There was tension, yes—but more like a bowstring than a coiled spring. She was listening. Watching. Holding herself steady.
The Surgeon’s words...
The bard paused, blue eyes flicking sideways just long enough to catch the outstretched cookie. A roguish grin crept across his face, lifting the corners like a man indulging a favorite flavor of nonsense. With a smooth motion, he plucked the treat from Matty’s hand as if it were part of the act...
Road of the Rambling Rover
Trail of Crumbs
The sun filtered through thin clouds like silver threads, catching on the rooftops of Norroburry and turning the gravel paths to gold and shadow. Though the mines were deeper inland, their hum still echoed through the boarding houses and smithy...
Illya Mellondew
Illya sat straight-backed on the brass railing, legs crossed at the ankles, her expression composed and unreadable. Not stiff—never that—but measured. Intentional. Her gaze tracked each word the Surgeon-Commander uttered with unwavering focus, like a blade waiting on breath to...
...Sheet
Equipped Titles:[Human] [Isekai] [Showstopper] [Murder] F [Abuser] F [Thief] F [Holy Fae See Fugitive] E [Reluctant Swimmer]
.·:·.* Isabella Sangrea *.·:·.
╭── ⋅ ⋆⋅ ── ஓ๑✩๑ஓ ── ⋅ ⋆ ⋅ ──╮
The door had barely shut behind them when the air shifted. Steel glinted. Furs flared. Fangs...
...- B
Character Grade - C
Titles
[Isekai] [Born for This] [Mundane] [Healer] [Blossom Seeker] [Mother Hen] [Bugged] [Caster]
Aedrianna Belmonte
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Aedrianna kept her smile steady, but her posture straightened subtly as Dread...
Genta listened in solemn silence as each adventurer recounted their tale, his claws idly stroking the fur at the end of his maw. Hoshime, ever perceptive, had slipped to the back of the room, quietly setting a kettle to boil and preparing a tray of warm refreshments. Gradually, the glow of the...
⋇⊶⊰ Izou ⊱⊷⋇
When the stray slaver abruptly turned and began stumbling directly toward her position, her heart jumped into her throat. She tensed, muscles coiled, tail held utterly still. He was injured, bleeding heavily—no threat. Just fleeing. She let out a quiet breath and stayed perfectly...
Evie turned the skewered meat slowly over the flames, gaze fixed thoughtfully on the embers glowing beneath the hissing fat. Locke’s words echoed in her mind—the chaos of an ambush, a crash from beyond the atmosphere. Nothing about their situation was making any sense, but she’d long since...
Illya Mellondew
Illya straightened as the courtroom settled into silence once more. Her gaze lifted firmly to the surgeon stepping forward—this stranger who had catalogued her wounds like yet another item of evidence. It felt strange, knowing someone had examined her scars, touched the...