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you are a weapon and weapons. don't. weep "Have you ever thought about just...not logging back in?" Asher's voice is a quiet whisper of words. And perhaps it was apt to be whispering in this late hour, as he and Hanno continued their patrol of Honeyhome. No one asked them to, no one suggested...

Asher presses his thumb to the space between his eyebrows, directly above the bridge of his nose. And he winces. The headaches he had started to suffer from since Szofrit’s capture were getting worse. And the most frustrating part about them, besides their random appearance and painful...

He was glad that the Starcalled had returned. If they hadn't, The Raspberry Bar and Inn wouldn't be having such festive merriment as they were tonight. Granted, there seemed to be merriment in every tavern and inn across the world tonight. And while Asher wasn't one to complain or go against...

It was so peaceful here. Asher almost forgot what it was like to log into this game for the first time and be absolutely swept away by the scenery. Even now, dismounting from the carriage with a small travel bag over his shoulder, he couldn't help but smile at the new travelers he saw...

Hummus with garlic flatbread. It's the only thing on Asher's mind as he shoulders open the worn door of a smaller tavern at the edge of town. He yawns as he does so because the sun is bright and warm and he overslept to the point where he doesn't feel rested at all. Just more tired. And his...