[COMM] Sea Dragon's Consort

Mah'la waved farewell to her group of fishers, opting a path less beaten. And with the fewer that dares to venture this far, surely the more plentiful the fishes. She and the rest were no warriors, and her only weapon was a net and spear. The life of a...

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[COMM] Ritual of Werewolves

"Where are you taking me?" Her captives remain silent. A pair of two legged wolves hoisted a pole on their shoulders, Tara tied and hanging off in the middle of it. Since they pounced on her, they spoke only in feral growls and grumbling before...

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