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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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An Unholy Alliance

Daimon prowls the night on silent wings, flying towards his usual hunting grounds near the hills south of the city where the deer and the antelope play but there fortunately are quite few ranges and ranches. Standing waist-deep in a … 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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Cat can look at a king..

The courtyard of the Assassins’ Guild Ruff is leaning against the wall, his hands in the pockets of his very scruffy trousers, his ankles crossed on the ancient boots, and watching the world go by.  The world, being at this … Continue reading

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Dinner and conversation

Some log missing here, to follow Georgina smiles, her eyes warming, and she gives the waiter a smile of thanks before turning her attention back to him.  “Now see, as a sister myself I disagree.  We are utterly wonderful, and … Continue reading

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You’re Family!

Alaia comes skipping down the marble staircase of her home lost in her own thoughts. She sees a maid about to go upstairs and gives her instructions. “I’m telling you for the last time, Polly, please don’t wash my lace … 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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