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[SOW] Interlude Three: The Seafarer’s Secret

To do what was required of her meant in most cases she needed to silence the part of herself that called out with the cries of the sinking crews. On her last run, as soon as she and her crew boarded the vessel and began tearing apart their commodities, she realized immediately it was not like any of her other assignments…

[SOW] Interlude Two: The Shoemaker’s Rival

Masym Helmund was a crafty man, and he’d been in the game for a long, long time. Approaching his golden years, he was hellbent on reaching retirement age so that he might, finally, take his scales to a distant town. Perhaps Meekhill, where he could enjoy the seaside calm without the ceaseless drone of busybody townsfolk.

[SOW] Chapter Four, Part One: Suspicions Aroused

“What do your people do?” The Warden flicked ash onto his exposed arm. The sting faded quickly to a tickle as a nearby draft carried the charred Greenleaf into the room.

“My father is a tailor.”

Lohks raised an eyebrow. “Tailor, you say? With what company does he hem jackets?”

[SOW] Chapter Three, Part Five: The Beggar’s Threat

“You were getting this for free, Beggar. You should have thanked us.”

She struggled to free herself as the pike wielding guard fixed his grip and shoved the pointed end at her. 

It plunged into her side and her blood poured out of the wound.

[SOW] Chapter Three, Part Four: A Rat in the Nest

“I should have both of you taken to whips for what you’ve done.” He let out a long sigh and waited for either of them to speak up.

They didn’t.

[SOW] Chapter Three, Part Three: Alone

“…Withdrawing her hand, she glanced at the place she’d just touched and saw through the thin sliver of light a handful of tiny pins, wedged into the floor with mortar. The glinting of their metal barbs reflected the length of the room as far as the light touched them.”

[SOW] Chapter Three, Part Two: A Royal Visit

Dhama fought a grin, but couldn’t help it. They both broke out into a short fit of laughter before Dhama was able to collect herself.

“Your allure aside, what I said last night still holds true. I am worried for you, Khenna. We need you, and we don’t want to lose you. I am here to offer an alternative.”

Sisters of Westwinter Chapter Two VI: Scales & Keys

“Witch, have you gathered sufficiently?”

She nodded, and handed the sack over to him as the knife blade brushed her skin a second time.

He opened the sack and before he could investigate the single item she’d collected, a young man’s voice burst forth from a cell in the center of the block. 

“You won’t have me!” He screamed, his vocal cords fraying as he did so, and followed by his exclamation came a sick slurp

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter Two V: Premonition Hour

Sisters of Westwinter The First Law of Atla Chapter Two V: Premonition Hour Chapter Two, Part Four: Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One VIII: Loyalty to the Hunter Her arrival back at The Camps was quiet. No one greeted her, nether Frans nor Haim were out in the creeping of the

Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter Two IV: Loyalty to the Hunter

Sisters of Westwinter The First Law of Atla Chapter Two IV: Loyalty to the Hunter Chapter Two, Part Three: Sisters of Westwinter – Chapter One VII: Underhanded Designs Cold wet snow crunched beneath Kerrick’s feet as he marched lockstep with the rest of his platoon. Forty soldiers trudged in time with

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