Rings of Honor

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It was cold tonight, the light flurrying of snow had her shivering as she crouched atop the Red Dragon Inn, icey blue eyes surveying the alley-ways under her. She took a moment to think back a bit and silently cursed herself repeatedly. Her mind was racing as her heart was in her chest, so much had ...

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The cold ran through her again but she faught it off. Icey blue eyes glittered with danger, but there was something else hidden in the depths of them as she watched the man, head tilted still, she knew the voice, but it had been so long, she wasn't quite sure if it was the same person. It'd been yea...

Darkness had surrounded her... The voices sounded like they were gurgling water... The pain had nearly killed her... Her mind had been wrought with chaos... She couldn't remember much of anything except the pain, the darkness... Her soul had never stopped fighting... Everyone had thought her dead......

Thoughts raced through her mind as she sat there and listened to what he was saying to her. For the most part it had made sense, though she still could not believe that she was the last descendant of some powerful Order. Were they certain that her brother as well had been killed? She had a brother. ...

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The knock on the door, roused the rogue from sleep as it continued, firm and it seemed to reverbrate throughout the Fordyce house as she muttered and grumbled, making her way sleepily towards the door, leaning against it. "Who is it?" She ran a hand through her tussled dirty blonde hair an...

She knew that when she was in the presence of magic that it bled. She'd watched it sometimes at night for lack of better things to do and watched as it crawled and seemed to shift with a life of it's own. She'd never thought much of it, just a mark it was to her. Nana had told her all her life it wa...

She laughed as she looked up to him, shaking her head at his proposed sexual innuendo as he helped her to her feet, she stood for a long moment, letting pale blue eyes gaze deeply into his before she offered him a very slow nod at his question, though she turned away as she spoke, "I believe th...

"Sylus goddammit, where the hell are you taking me. This feels freekin weird, make it stop make it stop!" She'd finally managed to open her eyes to see the Keep in front of her, only mere paces away from her. She could feel the energies and powers radiating from the Keep of the Kurgens. C...

She had never asked anybody for help, that just wasn't who Cheyenne Tyler Fordyce was. She was a loner, a misfit, a rogue...a creature of the darkest nights in Rhydin. She found herself tracing over the material of the cloak long after the spectre had left her home, the burning sensation still fresh...

It'd been much to long to Chey since she'd last seen Artemus. She'd known that he had to fight the taint...fight it alone and so she'd kept her distance and tried to focus more on her sanity and the hunt for the Blood Speakers. Every morning she was up and gone by half past seven and headed towards ...

Cheyenne's footsteps were unheard as she followed the younger girl, Sami towards the stairs. Her body ached from the hunt the night before and now, now her body was screaming at her. She'd not been worked this hard in several years. All of twenty-three years, Cheyenne had lived a lifetime and seen t...

It was well after six a.m. when Chey made it back to her house, immediately making her way to the bathroom to wash the blood from her...to wash the scent of the hunt from her body, to re-compose herself before her lesson with Stick in a few hours. So much had gone on and now, now the hunt was on and...

The rage inside the Rogue that the masked woman had stirred that night had not been totally quelled at the street fighting place earlier that night. She'd left late that night with the intent of coming home and getting in the bath and resting before her lessons with Stick in the morning, but instead...