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Heroines She took a deep breath. The gentle breeze, the smell of the wilderness, the birdsong... it was so peaceful here. Even someone like her needed some peace and quiet every now and then.
Stefanie folded up and stowed away her map and set back to walking down the mountain trail. If her reasoning was correct, she should be arriving in the city of Eben Circle in less than an hour. It was supposed to be quite the tourist attraction - settled on the border between two countries, the place was alive with nuances of many cultures. "For a traveler like you," a man had said to her hours earlier when she stopped to buy some food, "it's the kind of of place you really must see." Packed with exotic foods, eclectic stage shows, and parties being held all over, it really did sound like an exciting place. So she decided she would savor this peace out here on the trail - she doubted she would get any once she reached her destination.
The Northern Blade "Father, dive!"
The old man dove as instructed, landing prone on the ground. Just in time to avoid the dragon that had swooped down at him. He must have had good reflexes despite his age.
The younger of the two men turned towards the dragon that had just flown by. He stretched out one hand and his palm began to glow. A sudden light burst forth and a crimson bolt of flame leapt out from his hand, catching the dragon in the back of its wing. It charred the dragon's scales slightly, but otherwise the beast continued on its flight path, heedless of the attack.
That was the problem with situations like this - fire magic was almost completely useless against a fire dragon. It wasn't as if the young man didn't know what he was fighting - its red scales were an obvious indicator of what it was - but he had no choice. Once a Dragonbuster chose an element, he was stuck with it.
Making Someone's Day "Why are you always doing things like this?" Keizen sighed in exasperation.
Why are you always so grumpy? Taphram thought, but didn't say. No need to make him grumpier. Instead, he decided he would give the psion a real answer. "I don't really get to be in society very much. For reasons I'm sure you already know." Taphram couldn't help but let out a bitter little laugh, uncharacteristic of him. He didn't like to talk about his curse. "When I get the opportunity, I treasure it as much as I can. I like to meet people, and talk with them, and-"
"And do things like that, right?" Keizen cut in, waving an agitated hand and the restaurant they had just come from. "I mean, you can cook. If you had just made lunch today, you would have saved everyone a great deal of trouble."
"Even I like to take a break every now and then," Taphram countered. "Besides, that wasn't my fault at all. It w
Bio - Thorin
The Northern Blade
■ Human ■ 19-25 ■ Dragonbuster
Harmony Maybe something needed to be different. Shiella thought she was doing a great job with her performances, but she rarely ever got a good turnout. Her audience almost never rose above ten people. She was almost ready to blame it on the people, that they simply couldn't understand such artistic beauty. But she knew that if she adopted that attitude it wouldn't do her any good - getting upset with her potential audience wasn't going to earn her any accolades.
So... what, then? She supposed that if she were going to change anything about the way that she performed, it would be to have a fuller sound. It was possible that the people just weren't interested in a solo lute performance. But where would she ever find more musicians? Not only would they have to meet her standards, they'd have to be willing to work with her. She didn't need someone who would drag down her reputation while it was still in its infancy.
Stalker He'd been stalking her for a long time now. Well, it hadn't been that long, but it felt like an eternity to Taphram. He had to move so slowly, or else she might hear him. It felt like the world was passing him by as he crept along.
Another forever went by, and she finally stopped, tilting her head to regard the scenery all around her. Was this his chance? Maybe, but he knew that if he just came charging out of the bushes, she would be alerted immediately. And she was probably faster than him - unless he allowed his darker self to come out, which he didn't want to do. If that happened, there probably wouldn't be anything left of her.
Achingly slow, he inched out of his hiding place. She was so close to him now. One foot out. Then the other. Then -
Crap. He wasn't sure what was louder, the twig he stepped on, or his own voice as he cursed at it. Either way she heard him, and turned to f
Brains and Brawn Keizen laid out the map on a long, wooden table. "By all accounts, it sounds like there's going to be a lot of them. We need to set out a plan before they get here." He glanced over to his large companion, who gave a slight nod of acknowledgement, but said nothing. As usual. Keizen had never met someone who spoke so infrequently. However, it seemed that the big man was paying attention, so Keizen looked back to the map. "These points here, the ones I've marked in red, are the most likely places that they will come from. When the sun sets these places will be completely obscured with shadow." The psion waited for a moment. He was still getting used to the fact that he wasn't going to get a response to anything.
An hour ago, he'd come here to this mansion. The man who owned it was a collector of rare and expensive things - a hobby Keizen could respect - and everyone knew about it. Including the thugs who had tried to break in a few nights b
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