Given their limited supplies and the possibility that they might still be attacked despite the relative peace they were enjoying here, Amalia set...
In real life, there was no doubt in her mind she wouldn't have made this long journey. An hour of walking would have already utterly exhausted...
There was admittedly some inner turmoil in her thoughts, most of them tied to how useless she felt as of this moment. The desire of instant...
The musician writhed in the electrically induced seizure, but she struggled, gritting her teeth to keep herself from biting her tongue by...
She shook her head. “I'm not sure sir, I've freed two children, that's it. Five people including yours.” she coughed into the cloth she was using...
The moment she saw what was happening to their guide she looked around. It seemed people immediately assumed a more defensive stance, that was...
They were an unusual assortment of people, a group that seemed to have members that had little to do with each other, but one among them in...
Currently Equipped Weapons Basic Pink Violin (Musical Instrument - 2H) Armor Summer Bonnet (Light) Accessories Bag (Crafted) Special...
In a medieval world, it seemed that strings for musical instruments were harder to come by. The synthetic products of the modern world, long...
Amalia listened, she stood still and listened. The person before her was explaining herself, sharing a little bit of the truth to get the musician...
“Huh?” her brows furrowed and she looked at the woman with cat ears in a sort of strange way. “That's odd, I mean... you can usually tell just by...
She was surprised that someone came in after her, though she didn't think he would be trying to help in the fashion he was. Such a huge person, to...
“I don't think you can bully people that way in this game.” she said, shrugging somewhat at the notion that she would be in danger at this time of...
The weight of the stranger's hand suddenly present over her shoulder was enough to cause Amalia to blink and stagger forward. She wasn't actually...
The gentle pitter-patter of sandled feet against the cobblestone was a noise so soft and slight, that only the most perceptive of individuals...
It looked like she had an audience, just a single person who appeared to have taken the time to turn his attention to her and her alone. That was...
Mud caked her sandals, the wet earth proving uncooperative for the bard who was presently carving a path through this forest of Brisshal. Only...
The forest of Brisshal was no place for a lone bard. There were dangers lurking in the corners, threats that might be too fleet with their feet to...
Well, there was coin to be had. This might not be real life, but even the virtual world was controlled be economics. She knelt down, placed her...
It was just a game. A series of ones and zeroes that culminated in the form of a person, a hollow thing, no more than a life-like doll. Amelia...
