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by Roridula Lunatus
November 11th, 2019, 5:43 am
Forum: Ajteire - Arbor of Fireflies
Topic: The Preamble
Replies: 24
Views: 42918

Re: The Preamble

Rory slid Xalulu - Xalsa - Xal’s knife over to herself and cut off a hunk of cheese. She promptly took an enormous bite. “Oooh! This is so good! I don’t remember having this before, even when we visited,” she said around a mouthful of the nutty firm cheese. She took another - smaller - bite and chew...
by Roridula Lunatus
November 7th, 2019, 12:35 am
Forum: Ajteire - Arbor of Fireflies
Topic: A (fledgling) Wizard in Ajteire [OPEN]
Replies: 6
Views: 8489

Re: A (fledgling) Wizard in Ajteire

Opening the door, Rory saw a statue of Veditova to the left. She went over to the statue, bowed, and dropped a few coppers in the collection box. There could be no more perfect temple to the enlightening Veditova , Rory thought, than a library. She turned and approached the front desk, a large woode...
by Roridula Lunatus
November 5th, 2019, 5:00 am
Forum: Ajteire - Arbor of Fireflies
Topic: A (fledgling) Wizard in Ajteire [OPEN]
Replies: 6
Views: 8489

A (fledgling) Wizard in Ajteire [OPEN]

Rory yawned, sitting up and stretching - and nearly falling out of the hammock. It wobbled beneath her as she clutched the sides. Hopping to the wood platform that served as a floor, she pulled on her clothing and collected her bag. She grunted as she lifted the bag from the floor; her heavy thick b...
by Roridula Lunatus
November 5th, 2019, 4:11 am
Forum: Ajteire - Arbor of Fireflies
Topic: The Preamble
Replies: 24
Views: 42918

Re: The Preamble

“Hey!” Rory was swept off her seat by a leathery wing belonging to the huge person who had taken the seat next to her. A horned face looked over the table edge, surprised to see her. He picked her up as lightly as she would a feather and placed her back on her seat. Rory craned her neck to look up ...
by Roridula Lunatus
November 4th, 2019, 5:23 am
Forum: Ajteire - Arbor of Fireflies
Topic: The Preamble
Replies: 24
Views: 42918

Re: The Preamble

Roridula clambered up onto a stool in a well-lit corner of the Preamble. A bard wandered, singing soft melodies that made a pleasant background noise with the usual murmurs one heard in a tavern. Realizing that she'd absentmindedly chosen a taller seat, Rory shrugged slightly and kicked her feet bac...