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Raven's FlightRavens Flight
The Ravens Nest, home to many aspiring mercenaries. The Ravens Nest was located in the forests in the northern section of Illinara. The Elves that lived there and worked for the Nest were well trained in the art of using a bow. They used many different bows, but the greatbow was the most commonly used.
Sumika was one of the best of that the Ravens Nest had to offer. She was the top in most of their fields, and had an assignment completion rating of 100 percent. She was often rumored to be the daughter of the most skilled Raven ever to exist in the Nest.
Arcadia? Sumika asked, putting a hand on his shoulder.
Yes, what is it Sumi? he answered, turning to her.
Is it true that the Long Talon are headed this way? she asked, unslinging her bow from her back, and testing the string.
I dont know, but if they show th
Rain of SorrowRain of Sorrow
The land of Illinara was home to countless magical creatures, ranging from Elves to Dragons, and almost everything in between. There was also a high presence of Sprites. They were used mainly as familiars. Water Sprites were heavily used as familiars, because they were easily captured, and manipulated. Unfortunately, Water Sprites perished if they were kept from water for more than an hour, so their masters had to be cautious.
The road to Talik was long and rather dry. For the most part, Water Sprites didnt traverse it, even with their masters. Reisz and her master were heading to Talik on a business trip. Reisz was along as protection, for the road had been plagued by bandits, and high-ranking officials had to be protected.
Master, Reisz complained fearfully, I need water, its too dry here.
Be silent! her master roared, slapping
The wolf demons that lived in the northern reaches of Illinara gently tended the land and lived in harmony with many of the other clans and tribes that lived near them. They didnt like to fight if they didnt have to, but once in a great while, someone would come and threaten the land they loved. That was the way Illinara lived and grew through the years.
She stepped from her tent into the morning sun. She smiled as it gently warmed her fur and her fuzzy ears. She looked around and found her mother and father snuggling with her younger sisters. Her mother had given birth to a litter of pups a few days before and she was eager to see if any of them would be placed in her care. She was surprised that her mother always had girls, but then again, it wasnt a huge problem.
Good morning, mother! she said, running up. Several pups from the new litter looked up at
Maria lay on her back on the single cot in her tent. Her clan was growing tired of the oppressive human laws and rulings. She looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily. Why do the humans have to try and rule over everything? Im going to take my clan out of here and find a place where we can live in peace! she thought, sitting up at the sound of footsteps that stopped outside the door to her tent.
Lady Bloodstone? the person outside her tent asked.
Can I help you? she answered, getting up and opening the flap of her tent. There was a black furred cat demon standing outside her tent wearing the clothes of a messenger.
Milady, the humans request an audience with you. My guess is that they wish to force some ridiculous law upon us again, the cat demon said, bowing to his clanmaster. Maria shook her head, shoved the me
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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