Author Archives: Raleigh Montague

About Raleigh Montague

Doctor Raleigh Montague is the House Master of Black Widow House in the Conlegium Sicariorum, and the Senior Lecturer in Physical Education.

Snow Problem

The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon. A tiny garden, surrounded by a high wooden fence. Neat beds of herbs have been carefully laid out, with not a stray weed or blade of grass … Continue reading

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Female issues

Miss Georgina de Vitis swishes out of the Graduate lounge, her cheeks flushed, and then stops dead. She takes a breath, one hand lifting to rest on her chest, and then walks more calmly towards the stairs. A tap on … Continue reading

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Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Daimon alights on his friend’s window sill, content to sit on it, legs dangling, until such a time as the man might notice his guest. Raleigh Montague wasn’t in his office, but enters it shortly after, flicking on the light … Continue reading

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That time of the month eh?

Raleigh Montague arrives at the ruins in the middle of the Tump, where, unaccountably, nobody goes, and slips in between the marble ruins to the centre, where there is a rather crude courtyard. He settles down on a fallen column, … Continue reading

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Male Bonding + An Upstart

Sir Andrew d’Ackerley says: Nice office. Sir Andrew d’Ackerley says: Although, you really should put something on that wall. Raleigh Montague looks around. “Thanks. Actually there was something on that wall when I inherited it.” Raleigh Montague says: A head. … Continue reading

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An Assassin and a Vampire

(This log predates the Pits.) Raleigh Montague says to Daimon: Oh hey. Raleigh Montague looks surprised. “For a second I thought I was home.” Daimon says with an Uberwaldean accent: Naw, I were kind of hoping to run into you … Continue reading

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No More Secrets

Sir Andrew d’Ackerley instructs the men waiting upon him in the master’s box to bring up that young hotspur once he’s been hosed down after the fight. Raleigh Montague doesn’t like being hosed down; he prefers to do his own. … Continue reading

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A Bouquet of Blood

Alaia looks at the address book in her hand, and looks up blankly at the spot on the street where her address is supposed to be. Daimon flies through the night on silent wings, navigating the city as he knows … Continue reading

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