Rings of Honor

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Golden droplets of jasmine scented oil were forming little pools along the cascading line of feminine shoulders. The blue-silk wrapped choker was tugged up to the base of a very proudly held chin as blackish fingers rubbed the liquid along the line of her neck in a massaging motion. Lashes fluttered...

I'll go next since it's Friday and my first week is over.... OOC: I'm Lauren. I play Vas and Quinn and a few other characters with the ebb and flow of the seasons. I'm a college student in my third year at the University of Southern Indiana studying to be a history major. My favorite drink is a Hurr...

The Drowess stopped briefly to read the comments written along the corkboard. A wicked little laugh escaped her list as the mud slinging started. Even though she figured it would likely serve Vincent better to simply hand over the Opal without a fight, it was probably necessary in his mind to mount ...

The Drowess had been out and about of late. A few visits here and there as well as some business venture to keep herself occupied. Surface life was becoming less of a threat and the outdoor bouts in Battlefield Park were proving both soothing and mildly profitable to her ego. The Iron Fists Team was...

Here's one more. Personally, I'm still trying to figure out how I'm going to explain the purple washcloth in the laundry.

So... my friend Kevin called me this morning. "Hey, Lauren... I'm doing a drag show at the end of the month and wanted to check and see if you had any blue-ish make-up I could use. It's going to be an aquatic type theme. Can you help me out?" Sure, Kev! I'll check my stuff and call you bac...

::snicker:: Good point. You win that one.

The final blow of the match landed harshly on the drow's chest. The Underdark female attempted to reclaim the wind which had been knocked so easily out of her lungs. As the male opponent exited the ring her shoulders slumped. The kind words of a nearby comrad could not soothe the aching wound which ...

I think the first thing we should ask is, who is our target audience? Once we know that, we can begin talking about where to find it. My guess is high school teenagers and young college students. Good point, and I agree that this is our target audience. This is the crowd that is the most likely to ...

The whip of vile tongues lashed out with their terrible words. Inkie they called her... a nasty sewer rat. The chorus of heckling continued in the drow's mind as her form slipped beneath the comfort of a warm bath. Clothed in the finest silks, fed with the best cuisine, and covered in fragrances so ...

Three timid raps rang against the thick, oak door at the front entrance to the suite. Hissing tones, raspy by nature, could be heard loudly shooting across the inner room. The somewhat shaky reply of a serving girl standing in the hallway forced the reluctant drowess to her feet. The door was unlock...

The mounting concern the drowess had for the hunters of the Egyptian being able to track down their target was ebbing. The cold, stone dwellings and underground havens which had been serving as temporary housing were now in the process of being left behind as a better base was established. A local i...

Nym'uer ussta ortelassa, olath quarval-sharess. Mrigg uns'aa areion dosst orn. Blue-black flesh melted together as the drow's dark fingers folded around each other in meditation. The somewhat rare color of silvery sky blue in the eyes of the drowess almost sparkled in the dim lighting of the most r...

I, Vasvrae Hlat'tar Arab'ep, would like to be added to the roster for the Talon of Redwin Tournament.