Fiendish Drapery, A Study of You, Gangrel Were Awesome, Dark Sorcery Indeed, and St. Augustine Would Be Proud…

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Blisterkrau Shroud

“I do not love you, Quix. I don’t even hate you. I regard you in the same way I regard the paper on which I scribble my careful messages or the base metal I forge into something of use. You’re mortal, which means you’re one of millions times millions of pestilential, short-lived things in this world and all others that I may use for a larger purpose.

“Should I tell you my purpose? Again? I’ve told you before, of course. Your mind cannot hold its grandeur and naturally burns itself free of the knowledge each time. You used to speak clearly, that stutter is a sign you’re slipping more. Your soul cannot handle the burden of my majesty. But, because it makes me laugh and happy, I’ll tell you again.

“Sshhhhh, careful boy, shhhh. No crying yet. I haven’t even started. You’ll need to steel yourself, you always scream at the end…”

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Play the Madness, Been Re-Reading Fables, A Cheap Trick, Tiny Lair, and Blessed Nonsense.

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Kortholt of the Brigh Delac

“The Congregation wiles and pomps,
For ever day and shine again,
When Revelrie and Revelire,
Set to dance the feet of men,
The king! The king! In tally grey!
No clever boy denies the fae.

While the song pipes on and on,
And while the lights burn bright and strong,
And breathless servants play along,
There’s no time left to die today.”

–written in blood in the underjail of Kremen Hold

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Showstopper, Still Watching Too Much Daredevil, and Power Is Neither Created Nor Destroyed…

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Lament of Naamah

As Raxaia took her first step toward the throngs of buzzing, salivating, angry things she could feel the tension in the air behind her. They were out-numbered ten or twelve to one, if not more. The twisted creatures of the deep chattered angrily at the group, their dead and pale eyes focused on nothing, but their keen hearing more than able to locate the intruders.

Broadways closed his eyes, holding his shield before him, waiting for the tide to break and the things of the dark to swarm. He mouthed a prayer, the very act of piety made Raxaia uncomfortable. He barely tolerated her on the best days, and for her to bring her Partner’s influence to bear here was almost too much for him. It was a fortunate thing he knew enough of the world to tolerate a good tool, even if it had a dark origin.

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Food of the Gods, Useful Things Aren’t Always Pretty, and All or Nothing…

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Ambrosia

It was a quiet, serious, and frequent communion. Every morning, when the dawn broke over the trees or peaks or horizon or walls, Favian Crossley could be found kneeling already—head bowed, a simple cloth sack spread before him like a small, ugly blanket. With great care and great ceremony, he picked up a wooden bowl no larger than a man’s cupped hand and filled it with his own breath. The deep inhale and exhale was a comfort to him, he visibly smiled and relaxed with the releasing of that air into the empty bowl.

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Unwords, Forever Changing, and Where Legends Come From…

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Voca Caparison

Mad Hanz stared at the goblet—finewiss crystal cupped at the base by a twisting silver stem. The cup was worth more than the entirety of Hanz’s earthly possessions. Even serving him a drink with it, as tattered and unkempt as he usually appeared, was an extraordinary act of either inattention or manipulation.

Given that the Duke was not known for foolish or careless error, Mad Hanz figured it was the latter.

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An Attack Bonus, Confident Armor, and A Shaping of Their World…

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The Blaque Rider

The world was silent, a slow motion thudding of blood and smoke. The creature was getting away, its wings beating a storm down the tower and across the plaza. Rizik squinted against the dusty gale, bow cocked, whispering to the Old Man that his shot find its way.

As the verdant beast pounded up into the sky, hurt and angry, seething and wounded, Rizik could make out the ragged and burned gash in its flank from the sorcerer’s bolt. He pulled back hard, near enough to worry that the string or bend might break and this would all be for nothing… that Mira laying torn and bloody in the grass, gone and growing cold… that it would all amount to folly and nothing more.

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Clever Wards, Low Weaponry, and the Mark of Weakness…

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Corestaff

“He’s coming pretty fast, can you hurry up a little?”

“I said don’t rush me! It’s not like they wear signs around their neck about this sort of thing! This would be a lot easier if I could examine it closely for even a few minutes, Pravin.”

“He’s going to eat us alive! There is no ‘for a few minutes’! Just give me your best guess! Hurry!”

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