Isemay
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GoA Chapter by IsemayAfter their escape, Silosyil was ready to find a place to rest and hide, staying out of the way as this war was fought would be the wisest thing for a.. |
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As good as deadA Chapter by IsemayZius had insisted that they go to Lallareth. There should be Light Bringers there to keep them safe, and he said he wanted to look after a friend&rsqu.. |
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TaskA Chapter by Isemay“Holy Father?” His steward held several sheets of paper in his hands as he approached. “You asked for the pantries to be inventoried.. |
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ScoutingA Chapter by IsemayEsus swallowed the lump in his throat. The task needed doing. If he went to Charyic first to tell her she would make him delay it. She would be furiou.. |
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WorryA Chapter by IsemayThe longer she waited the stronger the feeling of uneasiness grew. Charyic could feel something out of place, something wrong. She had nothing to do b.. |
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The shrineA Chapter by IsemayIf there were more thieves among the women taken by Malav’s soldiers they were choosing not to reveal themselves. Cerik didn’t blame them... |
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Not his brotherA Chapter by IsemaySilosyil remembered what grandfather had said as she watched Ayred draw himself up and give orders to Lutius and Aramen. A brother’s not his bro.. |
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SoftA Chapter by IsemaySoft. He’d come because she said she needed him. Ayred seethed. She was curled around the tree in front of him and he felt like he might fall of.. |
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JoinedA Chapter by IsemayEsus helped Zius pack up his birds and send messages to Anykrocath and Isemalrocath before he left. A hand cart wasn’t ideal for the old man, bu.. |
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QuestionsA Chapter by Isemay“How is she?” Ivhir took a moment to answer the Holy Father’s question. “Sleeping.”“Still? It’s past midday... |
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