Rings of Honor

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Apóstata-1512 [/b] It took a long while for Mona to muster up the gumption to announce her own escape. Faced with the news, Bakar could only watch as Mona squeezed through the hole in the wall. It was late, and the last thing he saw before the darkness devoured her was the arch of one pale foot. Ha...

Coçar- 1511 [/b] Everything that Bakar had told Mona about Mahdokht, the things that she did not already know, turned out to be true. Four nights out of the week the little blood rag dressed them up like dolls in outfits better suited for centuries long dead, and she paraded them around the streets...

Quixotesca- 1511 [/b] Perhaps God had a sense of humor. Maybe it had started out lighthearted and full of whimsy, but when it became time to craft Mahdokht from the common clay, His since of humor had already begun to mimic that of the doctors that He had created; inappropriate with the need to cop...

Enjaulada-1511 [/b] Mona could remember very little of her sojourn with Mahdokht, just that she had never been so sleepy. Everything seemed like a dream. Snapshots of blurred insanity so vivid that her mind had trouble separating them from reality. Mahdokht was there- Kindred. She now knew that wit...

Mahdokht- 1511 [/b] Time dropped away at a snail's pace, and somehow Mona managed to make it to her nineteenth year. Four more and she would be Embraced by a member of the True Black Hand. Let the repulsive circle be unbroken. There would be no celebration for her, no brightly colored pastries or l...

Bart doesn't have to carry her out because Mona is on her feet once the shock of her actions fades, and she bumps shoulders with the Mage on her vacant eyed way out of the door. This is good. Bart's legs feel like jello and he's not entirely sure that he wants to touch her; not yet, not when what's ...

The world bleeds back into focus for Mona slowly but surely, the florescent lights hanging above her too bright and too blinding, and the pounding in her head so loud and so constant that it almost seems... ..rooted in reality. She sits up carefully and with all of the awareness of a drunk emerging ...

Moving her body low to the ground, her arms bent at the elbows, Mona shoots out from her hiding spot so quickly that she is nothing more than a blur of bloodied flesh and long dark hair. She is so fast that Tommy doesn't even notice her until he turns to find her hunkered down just beyond the bathro...

(Moved from that other RDI site. Violence and gore ahoy!) Seaside, 2015 [/b] She feels nothing but the ever consuming greed of thirst and she will do anything to ease it; to satiate the constant throbbing in her head. Goodish Mona would step back and remind herself that such a hunger knows no peace,...

Tagarelice-1500-1511 [/b] Lucretia locked the girl away in the guestroom for a week with little more than the straw stuffed bed that she had shared with her late nephew and a chamberpot. Miserable, her heart heavy with sorrow, Mona more often than not lay curled in a little ball on top of the bed. ...

Cativa- 1500 [/b] True to her word, Lucretia fed them and put them both to bed in her little guestroom, but the morning held no trace of Mona's nephew. She searched through the fog clearing from her mind- a parting gift from the drug Lucretia Enrathi had used to lace their dinner. She bumped into t...

Perdida- 1500 [/b] Evora's labyrinthine streets, while possessed of a certain beauty, were a nightmare for the uninitiated to navigate. While Mona was wild and Faustino was crafty, neither could yet be considered street urchins, and the further they went, the more lost they became. Hand in hand, th...

Esquiva-1499 [/b] One day Mona would come to learn that Gabriela had been a creature to be pitied. Whatever fire had destroyed the good within her had left nothing behind but a rotting, hateful husk. But today would not be that day. Mona would never learn that at the age of thirty three, her beastl...

Tempestade- 1499 [/b] It was late Fall when the next horror happened. Mona had been brought down by a cold, and begrudgingly stayed home while her father went about his business. She was too sick to argue, and fell quickly into a slumber saturated with weird fever dreams. In them her father was try...

O Sussurro -1497 [/b] In those hazy days when the faces of Yael and Nechimiah were still so fresh in Mona's mind, her new family grew into something of a stabilizing force. That Silva Man and Genia hadn't completely mended the tears in her heart left behind by the ripping away of her old world, but...