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Hail SithisVaesha didn't care that the person on her contract was an innocent woman. She had a thirst for blood and once she was on the hunt, there was no stopping her. She dashed through the side streets of Bravil, a mere blur to any mortal who might be walking to streets that night, her eyes blazing red, and her fangs aching to come out so she could feed. When she was like this, she could hear every heart beat, and smell every mortal within fifty yards of her. She found the woman gasping for breath under the Lucky Old Lady statue, pressed against it as she gasped her wish from the monument. The legend about the statue was that if you kiss the woman's cheek, you will become imbued with luck. But Luck will never come to this woman, for that Statue never bestowed luck, it was only a tale.Hail Sithis by The-Serene-Mage
Vaesha crept around in the shadows, using her magic to extinguish the braziers scattered around the area until only the light of Masser and Secunda remained. She could hear the woman begin to hyperventilate as sh
The Wolf Queen Awakens - ch. 35Finally the time came to leave. Everyone was gathered on the plain outside Shor's Hall, Tsun ready to Shout her home.The Wolf Queen Awakens - ch. 35 by ms-katonic
Jordis had hardly left her side, looking tearful to see her go. Elisif knew how she felt, Jordis was loyal, kind, capable, had been there at the start and helped her out here as selflessly as she had in life. But Elisif couldn't stay and Jordis would be here waiting when Elisif died.
“Stay safe, Maia,” Jordis whispered, despite Elisif telling her she could use her name now, she'd earned the right.
“You too, Jordis,” Elisif said, kissing her housecarl on the cheek and squeezing her tight. Next up, Torygg, who'd turned up to see her off, and she still wasn't sure what to say to him. They'd talked and talked and said everything they had to say. Nothing would change the fact that what he'd looked for in his wife just wasn't who she was any more. Nevertheless, there was still something left over, or he wouldn'