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Salamander was no stranger to pain. Being an unfortunate victim of the projects had warped its meaning, yet it all felt the same. The way their body had adapted to gain a natural armor meant that they...
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Sep 18 2020, 2:18 AM
This was really not Salamander’s ideal circumstance when making a first impression. With what could be the start of a joke: the wolf, the dragon, and the machine are tossed out onto the street. While ...
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Sep 8 2020, 9:23 PM
Unfortunately, Salamander wished that these types of encounters were uncommon. Racism from humans and dire was to be expected, but their own kind? Bizarre. It only goes to show that the insecure and v...
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Aug 21 2020, 1:06 AM
The world becomes such a strange place in the wake of Madness. Like all of reality muted to periphery, secondary to that which drove them to Hunt. In this state, all that lay before them is prey, and ...
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Aug 21 2020, 12:39 AM
The reaction of the dire is to be expected: teeth. Salamander can smell that he is alone, hiding in plain sight and acting as any man would. A great irony presents itself in this lone wolf, nestled so...
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Aug 6 2020, 1:53 AM
Clouds have come to obscure the dawn, painting the horizon in swathes of pastels between streaks of black and gray. The moon wanes, retreating to follow the night as the morning crests into a new day....
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Jul 29 2020, 1:03 AM
A storm brings about an early evening darkness, pulling shadows from the corners to stretch across the cobblestone street. In some less well-treated areas in Porthcrawl, plant life has cracked the car...
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Jul 24 2020, 3:50 PM
Salamander watches as the, quite crispy looking, human insists upon trying to win the frightened cockatrice's affections. Further boxing himself in with the creature, the winged rider endorses his eff...
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Jul 18 2020, 9:18 AM
Salamander's mouth is pulled into a semi-permanent smile, becoming toothy at the short, cute laugh Eirik releases in surprise at the kiss he received. The taller eximius had always been the touchy typ...
The cup of a hedonist is never full. They indulge too much, drink too deeply, to relish in the satisfaction of its filling. Salamander is no different, true to nature as their mouth roves and temptati...
The cockatrice is reeling with pain and panic as yet another enters the fray. This time, the human is pleading for them to leave the creature be and to stop hurting it, a notion Salamander thought qui...
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Jul 14 2020, 11:25 AM
Salamander coughs to clear their burning throat, raw and dry as if they hadn't had a drop of water in days. The cockatrice lets out another ear-splitting screech, its blood splattering across the grou...
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Jul 12 2020, 3:57 PM
Salamander's grin sparks as the blow hits the side of the cockatrice, barely charring its feathers as it stumbles and crushes a carriage beneath its bulk. Twisting its head, it charges at a group of k...
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Jul 11 2020, 10:15 PM
Salamander is beginning to think Kheim has some logistical connection with the unfortunate and the supernatural as a tremble shakes the tea from its cup and spills it atop the table. Raising a scaly b...
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Jul 11 2020, 1:29 PM
Passion is not an unkind friend to Salamander, taken many times by its fever to awaken either in remorse or in satisfaction. Far from a slave to their impulse, the creature prefers to live a life of m...
Salamander's tail cuts a trail into the wet sand, the tri-set of spikes leaving their respective grooves at varying depth. It's a tick, one reflective of a cat trapped behind a glass window, watching ...
Jericho sounds like a horse, clip-clopping down the street as those long, thick arms move to bracket the shorter eximius and shelter them. What a gentleman, Salamander would have purred, if they did n...
A flicker of turmoil lights Najwa's features, plotting points between the tells on their brow, eyes, and mouth. Quartermaster is an occupation for the observant, the analytical, the type of breed that...
Salamander's ears twitch, lifting a fraction to capture the sweet melody drifting through the mist. Finding a drunkard singing to the wind was not uncommon in these parts, though the skill in which th...
Salamander observes Najwa's inward withdraw, curling into the protective shell of the hidden places unexplored by any but them. A stance must be shifted to flex with the mood, their hands dropping fro...