Childish Response

It had been a few days since the Klandiro made his way to Edgewood, the canine having found a couple jobs around the village to help fund his stay at the _Waterin' Hole_. The first couple days he found himself helping a couple merchants move some of...

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Tales in Vladini

The sounds of the market filled the air, merchants hawking their goods, the giggles and excited words of children, and the occasional words exchanged between merchant and customer. Edgewood was a decent sized village, and the last stop for travelers...

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Friendly Company

A soft sigh. Glancing across the room, the wyvern glanced around the small party going on. Her grey scales were accented by the blue dress suit she currently more. She was sitting in a sofa, sipping at a glass of wine. Most of the other party goers...

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Why Can't I?

Sitting at a kitchen table, a tall zebra was sipping at a glass of water. His dark blue t-shirt, as well as his green gym shorts stood out against his white and black stripes. His black mane well groomed. A look of concern in his eyes as he breaks the...

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Unprepared Chauffeur

_We need you in tonight. Double pay. Extra_ _V__IP arrives at 6. Dress Sharp_ With a heavy sigh, the stallion put his phone in his pocket before stepping out of his car. The lithe black and white Clydesdale stretched some, before straightening his...

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Fond Memories

Groaning, the rabbit rubbed his head, gently brushing his ears back. Slowly sitting up, a dull throb coursed through his body, seeming to originate from both his head and his rear. "What the hell happened last night?" He asked himself, rubbing his...

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Fearful Run

Leaves and sticks crunching under foot. Labored breathing as feet just moved, moving away from the village. Tears streaming down the kobolds snout, bloodied arm knocking branches out of the way. Tet was running, fear driving him not to stop, ducking...

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Visiting Town

The sounds of a village in the evening can be described as calming, at least for the figure making their way through the light crowd. Standing below eyeline for most, the cloaked figure quietly perused the few shops still open in the market. Stopping...

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