《Whisked Away With My Divorcée》Message (4)
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She gave herself a small, deprecating smile and said sarcastically, "I am such a capable person. So capable, in fact, that I cannot even find a single way to help save anyone. Nor a single way to ease his pain." Scarlet thought to herself, "Now then, how should I clear the road? A detour would take at least another two days and I don't have that much time to spare. The forest off the road is also filled with dangerous monsters." She paused for a moment and considered what she had. Currently, her only weapon is the dagger strapped to her waist and that obviously won't work. Her armor and her earring are also powerless against these fallen trees. She might be able to have her horse sprint and jump over it, but that would be extremely risky as her horse might be hurt by all the thorny branches on the ground. There are mainly two types of trees in the Unpen Forest: Tall, hard Blorn trees with its thorny branches and the smooth, medium-sized Wapen trees. The fallen trees and branches were both from Blorn trees. Also, her horse is carrying the soldier which would slow it down and increase the risk of this maneuver even more. She also had enough food for about three days in a bag slung over her back. Scarlet decided to take a risk by taking off her armor, leaving only some red clothes underneath. She also ate as much of her rations as she could and gave the rest to her horse before throwing the rest away. She thought to herself, "Hopefully this will make the burden on the horse light enough to make the jump with minimal injuries." She lept back onto her horse and urged it forward. "Come on, Cress, give me one big jump. Go!" Cress charged towards the road, ignoring the small cuts at its foot as it neared the cluster of fallen trees. It jumped and soared over 4 stacked tree trunks. Scarlet held tightly onto the reins, while the wind blew her hair back. Cress barely managed to jump over all the trees but he landed right on a branch. Cress whinnied in pain and collapsed with one of his hooves bleeding badly. It had been stabbed deeply by a thorn from one of the branches. Scarlet and the soldier both fell off the horse. The soldier remained unconscious while Scarlet winced in pain but kept her focus on Cress. Scarlet quickly tore a small piece of cloth off of her bag and wrapped it around Cress' foot. She said under her breath, "Damn it!"
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Cress neighed in response and tried to stand back up. As soon as he started to place the injured hoof down, he collapsed once more. Scarlet patted him on the head and said soothingly, "You did great Cress. Just wait here for a while."
Scarlet started walking off the road towards one side and heard the sound of a stream. Cautiously, she slowly crept towards the stream, making sure she didn't snap any branches. She navigated through the dense woods, staying aware of any possible animals or enemies nearby. She arrived at a clear stream and glanced around. Noticing no other people or animals, she quickly made a few makeshift animal traps with twigs and stones nearby. Scarlet thought to herself, "These three traps should be able to catch at least one nice, juicy rabbit before I get back."
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Down the sewer (complete)
Ria Battista is a 21-year-old young college-goer: happy, healthy, and ravishing. She has Long legs, beautiful golden hair, creamy soft skin, deep blue eyes, a sharp nose, and a soft jaw. Her parents are well off. Her life is great. Her friends call her princess. Her science teacher has a crush on her. She knows. She’s flying through her life. Everything is perfect, but one day she fell down the sewer and her life changed forever.
8 119Siren Hunter
Captain Edison Fletcher is out for blood. Mermaid blood, when he was a child his parents' ship was caught in a storm pushing them toward mermaids waters and they were never heard from again. he won't rest until every last mermaid is dead. That is until one so happens to fall in his lap.
8 86She-What and the Tiara of Tyranny
She-What, Princess-General of Thunder Corporation, the most powerful force in the Black Hemisphere, and adopted daughter of Supreme Executive Dauntius Spode, begins to suspect all is not what it seems in her righteous world.
8 196Mordheim: Servants of The Damned (A Warhammer Fantasy Fiction)
“The Great Library,” Stated the stranger with a pause. “You know of it?”“Of course I do. In the Merchant’s Quarter?”“Yes, in the Merchant’s Quarter. I have gathered that there is an… artefact of importance within its walls.” Slowly, the figure produced a rusted key from the furls of his robes and held it in a black-gloved hand. “This opens the door to its chambers. It is the grimoire of Gunnar von Krugenheim, and I believe that it would serve better in the world than locked away in a dusty room.” Behind the cursed walls of Mordheim, warbands and gangs of all stripes are embattled in constant wars for resources and power. The cursed city attracts throngs in the thousands, searching for treasures, artefacts, power, and sometimes all three. The Cult of the Hidden Brethren is no exception, and when an opportunity to extend their reach is discovered, the cultists are eager to take the opportunity. However, not all is set in stone, and soon the cultists discover that the lure of power alone may not be enough to give them the drive required to see their quest done... --- Mordheim: Servants of the Damned is a fanfiction set in the world of Warhammer Fantasy, which is not owned by me but by the company Games Workshop. I of course, lay claim to nothing in this story but the characters I have created, and the core events of the story itself. This is my first true foray into fantasy writing, let alone Warhammer Fantasy, therefore any feedback is welcome. (It should be noted as well, the cover art is merely an artwork I found online and is not mine, therefore I do not lay claim to that either.)
8 111For the Hoard
Ergo the dragon is enjoying his seasonal hibernation when human explorers from another world invade his lair. Sucked into an unknown land, and reduced to a fledgling dragon by the loss of his hoard; Ergo must struggle to survive in a world that has been utterly subjugated by humanity. More importantly, will he ever get to finish his hibernation!? note: while I ticked the boxes for sexual/traumatizing content, I mostly did that to keep my options open. I don't currently have any planned, nor do I expect it to be a significant part of the story. After all, the main character is literally a dragon.
8 195An Adventurer's Journal
The stories of heroes and legends are the stories of the survivors. Few are the would be heroes that take the time to chronical their trials. Simeon is one of those would be heroes, because when you have no deeds to your name and no one to mourn your loss, then you might as well leave behind some evidence that you tried to make a difference.
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