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HELENI The depth of Symphony’s history reminded her of the turquoise water that drifted in and out of Ardynport’s shore. It plunged beyond normal insight into the realm of mystery. There were thousands like the doll long ago. Now there were a handful at best and one at worst. What had the amber...

Name: Ovid Hephaestus Parlton. Age: 20. Role: The Hot-Head. Gender: Male? Sexuality: Find out. Brief Personality: On the face of it, Ovid is a man of vivifying passion. He cuts an inspiring figure to his partisans with the affable confidence of a prince. The protocols that so often stifle his...

HELENI A swing and a miss. Heleni shook her head, furrowing her eyebrows further. Three strands of her blonde hair hung in disorder over her tired features. She failed to find the will to correct them. Instead, she leaned closer to the fire. The orange glow cast a warmer facade. The crackle of...

HELENI The crackle of the open-air fire continued amidst the rumble of voices. Heleni stirred it with a long stick and added more wood. With each gentle toss, she was building up the resolve to ask the uncomfortable. Traces of rough wood were at her fingertips when she uttered, “Why didn’t you...

HELENI Like puppets without a string, the mossmen collapsed when the core’s full attention turned elsewhere. Heleni unsheathed her sword and sat near an unburned archer. As Markus went on with his instructions, she nodded along and pulled out her dagger to skin the creature. There was time to...

HELENI Heleni's light had served as the decisive point of the battle. Without her, the treants would have forced the group to retreat or worse. It was affirmation enough to let someone else claim the final blow against the green tide. Her concern switched steadily from a bloodshot brawl to...

HELENI Heleni began to sing in a verse that had been beaten into her. It began with familiar words - the appeals to a higher power that any street preacher could muster. But it quickly evolved into an entirely different register. Her throat stained to register a pitch and accent that defied...

HELENI The poisonous mist and mana-sapping seeds were mood killers. Quickly the threat revealed itself to Heleni and made her snap off her sermon. The creature before them probably never understood a word she was saying in the first place. There was no fear to be extracted from it other than...

HELENI What is food to the hungry? Salvation. What is ardor to the downcast? Deliverance. What is divine favor to the zealot? Exaltation. Heleni had been smiling when she threw the torch high in the air. Though her original plot failed to account for the extra vine, her enemy failed to...

HELENI The chamber was a greater bath of green than even the hallway before. Orbs of bleeding light illuminated the horror: filthy, writhing vines that tangled continuously everywhere her eyes could see. Dying second by dying second it became clearer the advantage they had. Roots held...

HELENI A crusader seldom sought safety in the role. They were cast by duty into the dens of the enemy, seeking foul beasts with sword in hand and prayer upon their lips. And lo did the mossmen dwell in a mockery of verdant greenery. Their vines aped the outside world just like how the creatures...

Expedition #1RIGIDISPOOR MAGICIANThe Crystal Caverns, Dungeons Under Caedia ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 It should have been impossible to save Morrwyn. Stuck between a golem and horde of ravenous beasts, you’d need a hero par excellence to wedge the small gap, let alone get him out. Case in point: she wasn’t...

HELENI “Kitty-Kat,” Heleni repeated amusingly. Her eyes traced a line from Markus to Leonel beyond the exchange of the shield. Imagine how forbidden a relationship between them could be: two former guardians lost until they met one another. She imagined the one-eyed paladin with cat ears and...

MELLA The waft of battle comes. It’s a grotesque stench of too many bodies on the threshold of death. Already there was the allied base left empty, and the sight of burning caravan made for a fiery graveyard. How many had passed to the other side? She, Mella, couldn’t say. It isn’t on her...

HELENI Suggested to share her powers, she said: “Very well. I’m a fighter by training.” There was a hint that she really relished the title. “With five gifts from my master: one, that I may reveal weak spots in my foes; two, that I may call upon His light to blind my foes; three, that I may...

MELLA The writing instruments are accepted gracefully enough. Mella scribbles a soft ‘thanks’ in the common language. Despite the speed of her writing, the letters are refined. Paced beautifully together as if she’d practiced them just yesterday. Then she puts it away and smooths the wrinkles...

Expedition #1RIGIDISPOOR MAGICIANThe Crystal Caverns, Dungeons Under Caedia ➤ 𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧 The success that Rigidis courted was hardly the kind she wanted. It was like sucker-punching a big, burly cutthroat: you feel amazing in the first half when he’s hurt, but the trouble is when he gets back...

HELENI The talking-to that Symphony got was a lot softer than what Heleni expected. Had the crusader endangered herself so recklessly before her teacher, her punishment would’ve been far more physical: there was a certain exclamation mark to pain that made lessons stick. Then again the...

MELLA Mentions: @RedArmyShogun, @Gundam Watcher 27. Mella dips her head and examines the lot under her lashes. Priests and captains; braggarts and wallflowers. New faces, new voices. She thinks it is a question of time. Like pickling olives, you don’t take them raw. You brine them instead. Let...

HELENI Tags: @Sir Les Paul, @Haze-, @ERode, @November Witch. Accumulating to the dungeon, Heleni brought out a notebook and pen from her satchel. So much was being transferred that memory alone was a faulty instrument to rely upon. She wrote down the pertinent information while navigating the...