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Jaethal rolls her eyes. "And so again, to be the judge. To weigh and balance trivium. Decade upon decade..."
Jaethal rolls her eyes. "And so again, to be the judge. To weigh and balance trivium. Decade upon decade..."
Jaethal rises her eyebrow, but doesn't grace Valerie with an answer.
Jaethal reaches for her weapon. "Had your fun yet? Because it's my turn now."
Jaethal raises her eyes. "I have become the curator in your barony according to your wishes. So please listen
Jaethal raises an eyebrow, but immediately nods. "It will be done."
Jaethal nods and slowly unpacks the tools and items one needs for such work. Together you bend over the carcas
Jaethal loses interest. "We've practically caught an enemy spy, and now you entrust the final hunt not to me,
Jaethal looks focused, her voice is as quiet as wind's whisper in the night. "I hope those fools don't give aw
Jaethal looks at the corpse with disgust. "Now I propose we leave this carrion to the ravens. This pathetic, w
Jaethal looks at Linzi as though at an annoying fly. "As I said, further explanations will wait until later! A
Jaethal looks around silently, her eyes avoiding Ekun.
Jaethal keeps her distance, cold as usual. But hearing the priest's words, she lets out a crooked smirk. "I co
Jaethal juts out her chin in resentment. "You're far too cautious. Trust me, your enemies are not sharper or c
Jaethal is kneeling beside Tristian's body, lazily running her fingers through the dead priest's golden locks.
Jaethal inspects the wounds on the boar's neck. "The cuts are distinctive — like the kind my dagger would make
Jaethal greets you with a nod. "Speak."
Jaethal frowns. "I... don't remember my death. I was stunned by the sentence of exile, and I admit, I showed w
Jaethal frowns. "I cannot disobey my patron and master of these lands. However, I hope that you will not make
Jaethal freezes, then in an instant she pulls a note from Enneo's wares. She glances at it and silently hands
Jaethal freezes in front of the dead elven girl. It's hard to read anything on the inquisitor's face, but her
Jaethal freezes in front of the dead elven girl. It's hard to read anything on the inquisitor's face, but her
Jaethal does not seem pleased. She looks upon the old woman's pale and wrinkled face, barely concealing her di
Jaethal crosses the throne room, her gait determined and confident. It seems clear that the inquisitor has som
Jaethal crosses the throne room, her gait determined and confident. It seems clear that the inquisitor has som
Jaethal bows gracefully. "I am... grateful. It's important to me. And you, half-blood, should pray for our suc
Jaethal bites her lip. "I. Am. Extremely. Disappointed."
Jaethal approaches the fallen Nortellara and freezes like a statue. The scene from the elven camp at the Thorn
Jaethal approaches the fallen Nortellara and freezes like a statue. The scene from the elven camp at the Thorn
Jaethal approaches the boar's carcass, carefully examining the ground around it. "See? There should be a pool
Jaethal approaches the boar's carcass, carefully examining the ground around it. "See? There should be a pool
Jaethal and Tristian keep their distance from each other. Both of your companions look wearied from a fight, b
Ivar's face darkens. "Storyteller, you say? If you only knew, what price I had to pay for my stories... Yes! I
Ivar's brow furrows. "I stopped looking to the future long ago. But... but I don't think I belong here anymore
Ivar stiffens. "Nothing gets by you, I see. Hnh. Yes! I feed wild wyvern from time to time and bring her scale
Ivar stands, holding the wound on his side. "I was... not expecting mercy, but I'm certainly grateful for it."
Ivar laughs, relaxing slightly. "Luckily, people don't talk about those kind of dragons yet."
Ivar frowns, and his fists clench… but he regains control almost immediately. "I should have watched over my p
Ivar bows slightly, then winces in pain. "A word in parting, if I may, baron. Consider it my werewolf instinct
It's well known that if you can't untie a knot, you just cut it! stealthily pulled a blade from his sleeve. Wh
It's unlikely that anyone who'd invent such a deadly trap would be fool enough to keep the control mechanisms
It's not difficult to see that the text of the last item of the rules is a little different from the others. I
It's noisy in the canteen: Irovetti's guards are vigorously discussing the ongoing battle. "The old families h
It's noisy in the canteen: Irovetti's guards are vigorously discussing the ongoing battle. "The old families h
It's noisy at the tomb's exit — many Tiger Lords tribesmen have gathered here. They're arguing and bickering,
It's noisy at the tomb's exit — many Tiger Lords tribesmen have gathered here. They're arguing and bickering,
It's hard to say if kobold understands the meaning of these claims, but all the enraged troll's shouting has a
It's hard to detect what it is you're speaking with. A ghost? Demon? Fey? Maybe something even more exotic. Re
It's hard to compete with a creature that's at home in the water when you're more accustomed to solid ground b
It's hard to compete with a creature that's at home in the water when you're more accustomed to solid ground b
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