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Legends Never Die: The Hunt (ch. 23)

I let out a breath and I saw a cloud of fog. The first real sign that the weather was turning. There had been a chill in the air for the last few weeks, but it receded as the sun rose. However, in the early morning, with a rooster crowing to announce the start of the day, the chill persisted. My gaze drifted up above to the cloudy sky, seeing nothing but a curtain of grayish white. I asked Hallstein if it was going to rain today and he said that it wasn’t. His knee wasn’t acting up.

Crash and Burn: Choices and Consequences (ch. 2)

Votes: The City (31), The Ocean (53), The Orbital Beam (92), Write in (23)

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Atlas was hiding things from her, Azula noticed as her gaze swept over the odd looking room within the so-called Vault. Rooms completely made of metal were hardly uncommon within the Fire Nation -- she had toured foundries and frequently used the cutting edge vehicles of war created by the Fire Nation's war industry. But even so, everything felt strangely alien to her within the Vault. She felt like a p...

Never Fade Away: I'd Trade It All for Your Sweet Embrace (ch. 13)

I squeezed the trigger, the gun bucking in my hand as the bullet bounced off a sharply angled wall, striking the ground, and still ripped through the kneecap of a man that was taking cover behind a concrete barricade. I heard him cry out, but through a camera, I saw him fall to the ground, clutching his knee before his hands scrambled for an inhaler. He took a hit from it, breathing deeply before he jumped right back up on his feet, completely ignoring how his kneecap was missing. Bullets sla...

Never Fade Away: I'm Not One For Reminiscing (ch. 12)

My location was near perfect. Pacifica was the worst part of Night City according to anyone, enough so that the Mayor of Night City was doing everything short of sawing the district off of the city and shoving it in the ocean to get rid of it. It was sparsely populated, especially in comparison to the main city across the bridge, and the population that it did have was mostly concentrated in the main strip.

My building was on the fringe of the district, a stones through away from the Bi...

Never Fade Away: You're Like a Ghost How You're Everywhere (ch. 11)

“You talk to him?” David asked her, their butts parked on the couch in his and Lucy's penthouse and Rebecca really couldn’t get over how swanky the place was. It seemed like just yesterday that David was an adorable punk who didn’t know the first thing about edgerunning beyond that having a Sandy was one hell of a cheat code. Now he was living it up in a high-rise apartment with his cold, distant, and nerdy girlfriend. It was less than a year ago too.

So little time and so much ...

Never Fade Away: A Metal Soul of Rage and Fear (ch. 10)

Dr. K lived in a rather nice apartment in Watson. The district of the city was, by any measure, an absolute mixed bag of what you would find almost street by street. There were blocks that were completely impoverished, more so than one would normally see in Night City. However, in those same blocks, there could be an apartment building that offered upscale apartments for outlandish prices.

The building itself was ID locked, meaning that without getting through some rather hefty ICE, it ...

From the Ashes: Sparks of Defeat (ch. 22)

“Thank you,” Elissa told me after the meeting was done and the sky was darkening once again. The camp was in a tizzy with preparing the finishing touches for the battle to become. From pits to barricades, all to blunten the darkspawns’ charge. I made my own arrangements -- speaking to the Rabbits with the orders to fuck off to Lothering as fast as possible the moment the battle looked like it was going to turn against us, giving the kennel master the flower I had found, and learning wha...

From the Ashes: Sparks of the Future (ch. 21)

There were many types of fear, and over the course of my life I had become familiar with most of them. Anxiety and nervousness had been constant companions for me until the past two years -- constantly second-guessing myself, worried about what-ifs and could bes. The idea that something could happen was every bit as terrifying as the event actually happening itself -- What if Kallian rejected me? What if we were caught doing whatever she had dragged me into? What if, what if, what if.

T...

From the Ashes: Sparks of Disaster (ch. 20)

“Ugly fuckers,” I muttered, a bow in hand as I was placed upon the bridge with the rest of the archers. My choice, really. Without my magic, I was a piss poor fighter that wouldn’t win a straight fight. And, I suspect, I wouldn’t get a fair fight against darkspawn -- especially not when I would be fighting shoulder to shoulder with a hodgepodge of soldiers. However, I also picked the position due to the fact that it gave me the ability to overlook the battle itself.

The darkspaw...

From the Ashes: Sparks of Something Greater (ch. 19)

“Soris will be here in a few days,” I told the Rabbits back at the Blushing Maid, days later after my arrest. Despite my orders to remain calm, I had entered the building to find that they were damn near in open revolt with the tables being lined with every weapon we had smuggled or bought immediately after my release. Isabela and her crew were passed out, drunk, in various bedrooms, completely oblivious to it as far as I could tell. Either that or they very much didn’t want to be invol...

Legends Never Die: Glorious in the Eyes of the Aesir (ch. 25)

The charge was absolutely devastating. There was simply no other word that could hope to convey the effect that the cavalry charge had on the unprepared back of the army. Spears broke as they tore through men like an axe through cloth, shattering into splinters while the horses knocked men over and trampled them under a tide of hooves. Some horsemen weren't so lucky. The wall of people proved to be too thick in some places, either halting the charge or flipping a horse over and sending the ri...

Legends Never Die: Berserker (ch. 24)

Grimar was the second eldest of Horrik’s five sons, born to him across three wives and other concubines. Growing up, I heard of them from my father and brothers, who did meet them. That they were likable. Good men. Strong fighters and so on. However, only Thorfinn had remained in Alabu for any length of time. Horrik sent his children out to be fostered elsewhere. With who, I didn't know, but in hindsight, what he was doing was rather obvious. His daughters were all married for alliances, an...

Legends Never Die: The Hunt (ch. 23)

I let out a breath and I saw a cloud of fog. The first real sign that the weather was turning. There had been a chill in the air for the last few weeks, but it receded as the sun rose. However, in the early morning, with a rooster crowing to announce the start of the day, the chill persisted. My gaze drifted up above to the cloudy sky, seeing nothing but a curtain of grayish white. I asked Hallstein if it was going to rain today and he said that it wasn’t. His knee wasn’t acting up.

Legends Never Die: To be Iviking (ch. 22)

As it would turn out, King Widukind's need for exact measurements worked out perfectly for us. The scouts that were sent out to patrol the countryside and monitor the Frankish army had reported almost everything that they had seen, ranging from good terrain, poor terrain, hamlets, villages, and towns. There was a rather clearly marked border between what they explored and everything beyond it, but at the very least, it served as a starting point to decide our course of action.

There wer...

Crash and Burn: Welcome to the Rim (ch. 1)

I mentioned that I was looking to experiment a little with my schedule and rotation. This is one such experiment. I'll be upfront that there's no real plan here -- this is me playing around to see how fitting a quest into my rotation could work. So, no solid update schedule. If you want to see more of it, then please let me know. I'm judging if this is working by the amount and kind of engagement that I get.

With that out of the way, onward to the chapter. 2023-01-03 15:41:29 +0000 UTC View Post