Cadence

This one isn't about my character, but our bard, a changeling named peren. i wanted this story to be confusing and leave questions, but still make sense. hopefully i pulled it off. it has now been three yesterdays, tomorrows for me.

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Ch. 5: The Lion's Head Pub

His words were slurred, and he swayed in his seat to the sound of some unheard beat of a bard's drum, but he felt like he was on top of the world and he didn't care about anything by that point. all that mattered was feeling good.

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The Soldier & Daemon

"oh," i respond, "they're just flights of fancy since i had thought of being a bard when growing up." "why didn't you?" she asks. "well you see i-" is all i get out before the alarms were sounded.

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Dragon Charity Work Part 1

She was equally skilled as either or both thanks to her upbringing, after all, her mother was a bard and her father a paladin.

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Little Red Wolf Original - 05

Arthur had admitted to the type of love she had only heard about in stories told by bards. it was too much, she felt unworthy of this type of devotion. he was willing to give of himself so that she could live.

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Sons of winter chapter 5: Sharphorn

Not poets, bards, actors." if nyrisa noticed the tinge of spite coating his words, she showed no signs of disagreement.

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Loskra's Story

Even if she mistook some of the exaggerated tales of bards as unembellished truth, it gave her quite the vivid, larger-than-life picture.

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City of Light: Chapter 14

In that fleeting moment, the bard she had known was stripped of artifice, and in her place stood the old friend from distant memories.

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DRAFT The Wildlands: Attria (Chapter 3: Life in Aht'Regenia)

It spared the bards, that's how we know. it spared the bards but so many people. i can barely remember. they would ring the bells in the middle of town seven times. we would all hide inside.

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Hunter's Return

The labrador grunted, taking a draw off the pipe that he held; "spin a tale any prettier and you could be a bard." the male growled and heaved himself upwards, grabbing the sword and letting it swing from his side as if it weighed nothing.

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Hero, Chapter 9 - Bedridden

Reya giggled a bit despite the subject matter, "like some bard from the misty isle come in to tell a story. well, i think those last few lines at least were pretty great." 'and you say i have an ego,' torren taunted. reya snorted.

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Between Winters - Part 5

No minotaur leader would ever allow himself to be involved in any skirmish that wasn't immortalised by a bard. he had met myron silverspear on several occasions, and he was no exception to this.

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