Discretion was always the better part of valor. Picks was no champion knight and bore the same philosophy as any thief – never bite off more than you can chew; cut your losses and run.
Everything about the girl looked and smelled wrong. He didn’t like any bit of it and, though loathe to do so...
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From medieval fantasy to alien science fiction, I'm open to all stories and characters (just so long as they're original!). I consider myself an adept writer and can get wordy every now and again, but if that doesn't bother you, pop me a message and let me hear any neat...
The Saimiri knew something was wrong the moment the leather pouch did not return to his waiting hand. Accusingly he snapped his head to glare upwards and instantly became irate at the form of a little girl whom – for all intents and purposes – seemed to be scolding him! He danced with rage on...
The glade was unusually warm for a spring morning. The golden sunlight filtered through the woven canopy, casting golden shapes upon the forest floor. Birds trilled happily their songs of coming summer and small animals foraged in the undergrowth. It was a glorious morning.
Too bad Picks took...
I am BRAND SPANKIN' NEW and excited beyond words to have found such a wonderful-looking role-playing site! I am eager to begin writing and finding one-on-one partners (I don't mind groups just do them less often!). I'm just a college student with waaaaaay too much time on her hands and love...