Haute

Entwined Fate Part 9

Veron jutted awake, he was on the floor on his back. He looked around, the room was rather bright and took a moment to adjust his vision. As he stood

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Entwined Fate Part 8

Veron shook his head, he hated trusting demons. “Let’s do this, then.”
The cave was so bright he forgot what darkness meant. It wasn’t until a moment later that pitch black enveloped his vision, and a small cackle filled his mind. His heart sank slightly, being unable to see anything, but he was unable to fight the process.

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Entwined Fate Part 7

She however paused as he held out his pay, seeming to recognize him. “Wait, what’s your name?”
“Veron Tepes, son of Vlad,” Veron replied, setting down his payment as she seemed to refuse to give him his loaf, eyeing him up and down, trying to recognize where she’d seen him before.

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The Three Sisters

Yet despite the legends and dangers present, still people try to reach the tops of these stone columns, only to fall to their deaths below. There are some skeptics who don’t believe that there’s anything at the top of these stones at all, that they’re myths created by vindictive people, or even Haute himself.

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Entwined Fate Part 3

Suddenly a quick fleeting scout appeared from the forest, panting heavily as he approached the gathered group of fighters. “Blackkoven has been spotted.”

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The First Encounter

We arrived midday at the Order Garrison. A grumpy young man, who I could only assume was the garrison secretary, was tossing excess papers around his desk.

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Entwined Fate Part 2

The priest went to help Veron, lifting and carrying Vlad inside while the two hunters slowly and carefully made their way up the steps into the chapel behind them. Upon entering it was dark and musky, frail candles lit throughout the place flickering hesitantly to dispel the shadows that hung everywhere else.

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I Hate Paperwork

“What would an average day look like for Kane?” I asked myself. You may be surprised that it’s not all high-flying action and derring-do. After some thought, I realized that an average day meant paperwork. And Kane hates paperwork.

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