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Carrion

Her defenses were melting, ice-cold droplets dribbled down her spine as that frozen heart thawed. Each step she felt cracks forming, small fissures that weakened as the distance between them g

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Carrion

Like mycelium, powder brittle and roots yellowed blanketed once fertile soil. It crept into houses no longer lit and lived in, reclaimed them as a place for spreading yeasts and mold. Home of t

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Leaf
"Everything becomes chaos."


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'Shhh...' The hushed voice of a child rolled forth through the darkness of the barrow dens- Summoning forth the sound of a chain dragging across the floor- A pair of dim, sky blue orbs suddenly blazing to life in the darkness of

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Corran Hughes
Far in the distance the steady sound of drops of water fell, leaving a maddening echo. A worrying draft of cold omnipresent air flowed through the stone halls, how did something so straight forward get flipped so far? This was a question the dark haired man didn't have an answer to. His body felt like he had been hit by a charging horse and carriage, his head thundering with pain and a constant throbbing. As h

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Corran Hughes Apr 11 '18 · Rate: 5 · Comments: 2 · Tags: corruption, dark magic, dungeon, prisoner, torture
Aliishaa

((Contains scenes of pillaging, light injury, and the relatively sfw seduction of fel))


She was back there again. Dark shadows reaching out to whip at her face and arms, small stinging cuts slashed back and forth across dark-violet flesh. Brambles caught and ripped at her simple shift, leaving the already thin nightgown useless in protecting the young woman from the col

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Carrion
Motionless he stood. Back pressed against the crumbling stone of a wall left to ruin and decay. The child talked with another, one of his own yet not. One he’d not seen around Acherus yet felt was vaguely familiar. Carrion had left no orders to protect the girl, her scribbled note had only said there was little time to explain in person. She may have found a healer, she had to go for awhile. Vrelt’s lips were pressed in a thin, straight line.

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Carrion
The wind howled like a woman in mourning through once cherished buildings now creeping with rot and decay. So little thrived in the Plaguelands, but the fungi managed to find its way into everything. Foul spores traveled freely upon the dejected breeze. They nestled into damp corners and bloomed into thick mats of hardened, multicellular organisms tainted by residue plague. They were the withering pestilence that brought the stench of this lands

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