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I see them. Near the back to your left is a cage holding several men. The elders are there.

“Are they alive?”

It appears so. Vlon’zyr is on the ground, his right arm at an odd angle. Dhaun ...

A flash of heat against her skin yanked Akor’nolu from her dreams For a few moments she was disoriented, struggling to assess the scents and sounds beyond her chamber. It was silent.

Silent. Ther ...

Over the next couple years Akor’nolu listened and learned about the various drow houses, and the general political goings on within the empire. She knew what Matrons were “far too lenient” for t ...

The common room in the Below was quiet. The rest of the slaves had been sent on tasks, but Akor’nolu remained along with Bae’drin, and the three eldest slaves, Dhaun’onim, Micar’thrae, and Vlo ...

Akor’nolu listened to the mask’s accounting of the eve of her conception, chill clutching at her insides. Some of the story she did not quite understand. There was a lot of mystic talk about how t ...

*sigh* I posted as the wrong character again. never work on two stories at once. Razz

Can it be fixed? I'm not used to working in origins instead of the other, not being able to delete posts. Sorry Sad

He’s worried about you, child.

Akor’nolu rolled over with a groan, her body aching with every moment. She knew the mask was right. Bae’drin often said she pushed herself too hard. “You told ...

Akor’nolu ran her fingers once again over the letters carved in stone beneath her mother’s resting place, listening closely for Bae’drin’s call of warning. It had been almost three months sinc ...

My apologies for the avalanche of fiction lately. The school semester just ended for me and it’s been months since I’ve been able to write any sizable amount of fiction. I’ve been so inspired by ...

For the first time in days Akor’nolu was able to eat solid foods, and she relished each bite of the day old biscuit, not even bothering to dip it in the plate of honey provided. She took a long drin ...

Akor’nolu slipped in and out of consciousness on the journey down to the slaves’ quarters, most of which she was dragged since she had little strength left to walk on her own. She heard voices as ...

“What were you doing in the catacombs?” Priestess Quar’ree asked again, her voice shrill with rage and fear.

Akor’nolu did not answer. The arms around her shoulders tightened from either si ...

The night of the party came and true to his word Kren’diirn arrived at Akor’nolu’s room for the evenings adventure. He talked about each object they passed, but she let his words play in the bac ...

I admit I have several showtones that do that to me...this is one of many.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0XFjTbP2xVw[/youtube]

But overall one some that does that to me all the time is ...

Seriously.

It's playable.

Talk about a nostalgic game.