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0064: Joshua
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0065: Howell

4
Owned by North

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[Gift] Howell
In General Art / Lit ・ By Inki
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Time crept forward like sludge in an hourglass. It was going to take forever to make it out of the Dungeons at this rate. The pressure-plate puzzle that had greeted them at the beginning of their journey had been as easy as walking. A simple matter of putting mosaic flora in order, from seed to crisped, dying bloom. Howell had solved it quickly and efficiently, before Dag had much time to complain. But this one—disc...
[HARD] descending pt. 5
In Campaigns ・ By North
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[EASY] descending pt. 4
In Campaigns ・ By North
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[EASY] descending pt. 3
In Campaigns ・ By North
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[MEDIUM] descending pt. 2
In Campaigns ・ By North
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Rising out of the gloom at the end of a long tunnel was an unremarkable wall. It was quiet, filthy, and inscrutible. "A dead end," said Dag, coming to halt before it. He thought—not for the first time in their gruelling trek below—that he had been mistaken to agree to campaign with this particular group again. The last time, he had been soundly beaten by a shadow with no sense of sportsmanship. Sir Averny, who purported to be a knight, hadn't stepped in. His squire had been too ner...
[EASY] descending pt. 1
In Campaigns ・ By North
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[HARD] the duellists
In Campaigns ・ By North
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“Prothero, darling, come look at this.” Cold flame danced in the reflections in the Courser’s eyes, blue on blue. His soft muzzle was tipped toward the cruel wrought iron of the brazier where it jutted from the wall like a beastly claw. One pale hoof remained poised just above the ground. It was a wonderful kiss of freshness—the crinkle of magic in his nose, the coolness on his lathered chest. Ever the Dungeon...
[DD2] Study: Cold Fire
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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[DD2] which way? (human au event)
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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[DD2] unfriendly fire
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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Fire burned sullenly in the center of the coursers’ camp. The vaulted cavern high overhead was misted, indistinct, swallowing the meagre light before it made it too far. In a world of buried fortresses and crumbling battlements, Howell felt incredibly small indeed, and sleep did not come easy. He enjoyed his companion’s silence. Moritz was a cryptic courser, but good at his work. Effective. Measured. Howell never ...
[DD3] study: nightmare
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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Heat enables sound to travel fast. The energetic buzz in the air, swirling in thermal currents, passes soundwaves at breakneck speed. Everything sounds deathly close. This fact burns at the forefront of Howell’s mind when he hears the dread yipping begin. It is playful at first—a pack calling to one another. He is inclined, at first, to enjoy it. To delight in the vocal...
[DD2] study: hellhound pack
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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ended in a whisper.
In Breeding Rolls ・ By franknsteins, North
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Just water winding by you
In Breeding Rolls ・ By North
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[DD1] giving directions
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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Ears pricked forward, Howell listened to the whispers. They were soft, indistinct, yet persistent. As he picked his way forward in the vaulted cavern, they stayed with him, echoed from every smooth, damp stone surface. The courser wanted to heard words—to make meaning out of long vowels and sliding consonants—but each set of letters he tried to ascribe to sound were a stretch. Wishful thinking. It could have been ...
[DD1] study: whispering worms
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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“Howell. Be careful.” Turning his head, the swarf speckles across his face catching the moonlight, Howell dipped his nose to Prothero. “As always, darling.” And he was careful—sometimes too much so, often beset with nerves and misgivings. This was a different case. In the centre of an auxiliary room, in buried ruins that he suspected, with generous evidence, to be...
[DD1] study: courser remains
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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[DD1] the ancestors
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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Howell had seen many crabs in the Overgrown Caverns before, but never one wearing a courser’s chanfron. The tarnished metal scraped on the ground as it stalked in his direction, leaving streaks of rust on the flagstones. Its small, invertebrate eyes gleamed only dully in the gloom. There was hardly any intelligence in them. Ever cautious, Howell merely stepped out of the crustacean’s way. Surely it wasn’t ...
[DD1] study: crustacean
In Dungeon Dives ・ By North
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