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"Nnnnnnng..." His last and most profound memories were of pain, but that was not his reality now. His head was a fog of war, so removed from reality that it dimmed both thought and vision. Something far away sent tremors through his central nervous system, but they registered as a dull ache...

And pain he did know. The Binding Blade remained rooted in the earth, at the center of all things. The border between the worlds of the living and the dead was a paper thin line that was pulled wide open, and as the souls of the damned sang their baleful chorus, the recusant parasite was slowly...

The anchored chains began to sink, burrowing themselves into the earth. The deeper they sank, the less freedom that the shackles allowed their captives, until it became not only oppressive but also immeasurably cruel. The whimpering of dogs turned into yelps and rasps as they were pulled so...

Then I should revise my methods in the future. I don't want the people of Valentine to become husks. Their purpose is to build a home where we can all study the arcanum together. Puppets can't understand the arcanum. They must seek the truth themselves—my mission is to guide, not control...

So his theory about an invasive, parasitic anomaly proved correct; but the means by which the biomatter was absorbed had been in error. Still, it was not overly consequential. If he'd been able to merely guess at the method to her process, it would have been dreadfully boring. Needless to say...

He could see something in her gaze that no one had ever showed him before, and Jin found that intriguing. The world was full of expression, of various looks that meant a multitude of things, but the Bloodsworn could not place that one. He gave her the slightest of smirks. She'd shown him...

He wanted to stand up, because this was infuriating. One person had ever held him down and cut off his ability to breathe, and lacking the ability to see, violent images- flashbacks- flickered in his mind. Rage burned in his chest, pulsed through his veins, threatened to explode out at the...

Thematic Music ...not all agendas are bad... "Of course. My mistake," he relinquished his hand as she peeled herself away from him. With a sigh, Jin gave his most hapless shrug and made no effort to argue with the girl. She was doubtless already weary from the conflict. He knew that he was...

HP: 1/ 210 Status: Really, really fucked up by the look of things. His intent was that the pact would trigger more quickly, more efficiently, and that his wards would be able to prevent greater damage. Of course, the best laid plans of mice, men... and errant souls were more often than not...

Though it lacked for the sort of refinement most preferred, Lilynette had chosen a path few Travelers would dare tread. The secrets that were unlocked through profane magics and tampering with things that society and the morally rigid proclaimed to be "wrong" were among the fruits that Jin had...

HP: 210 Status: Vulnerable, 20 Mitigation from Warding Start > Next to Froggo 2d100 (80 + 43) 75 = 198 DP Used: Ultra Disruptive (double Disruptive damage) He watched as Sarina effected her DYNAMIC ENTRY and immediately balked at what she found. Granted, even he had not anticipated this. Had...

When she returned, Jin stared deadpan at her. From one look to another, one had to wonder if she stocked her wardrobe with a specific retinue of outfits that appealed to certain... tastes. Like any man, he had indulged in such things at some point in life, but Theo had never been nearly as...

The disrepair did not seem to effect Jin in the least. As the doors closed behind him, the darkly dressed figure skulked further into the building, thinly aware of the stifling air. It was something like a barn, doors and windows sealed tight, rife with the pungent mess of animals, dust, and...

The people in this place were remarkably unsympathetic toward outsiders, despite the opportunities that came with them. It was obvious that despite settling here, Lilynette was not a natural born citizen of Valentine. She still retained some semblance of personality. Everyone else Jin had...

He watched passively, listened vaguely as she relished the passionate words about her faith. All creatures like this were taken with their idols, whether they be divine in the truest sense or simply construct. For Jin, it was the same bleated, faded tune playing on repeat. …Though, in all...

He heard the initial tit for tat and decided that the... animated personality of this Witch was a form of amusement, in its own way. If nothing else, the straight and narrow of the Lions' own Knight was counterbalanced by this quirky personality, so she was determined to be an acceptable...

The tragic tale of Valentine was one as old as time itself. The fiercely proud people struggled to keep themselves alive in the face of a danger that would see them almost certainly dead regardless. Any help they sought from the outside was assuredly kept relegated to quests with inordinate pay...

Friendly was certainly a choice of word. Jin chuckled quietly and folded his arms. He could feel the discomfort, the same way he had felt so many times surrounded by peers he could not empathize with. The misplaced chuckles masking the fight or flight response. They came in great number...

As predicted. The patron of whatever power she called upon tasted something when he came close, and the woman took the bait- whether or not she wanted to. Demonic entity, old god, or otherwise- such creatures had a discerning palate. The prisoners of Eschaton were likened unto a feast in the...

After all, traveling solo is typically the choice of… travelers! "And people who simply don't enjoy company," he smirked. She was observant, obviously; but she also tipped her hand more quickly than he'd expected. Why was she so observant? Was she nervous? Certainly cautious. She had something...