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Wight Snow III – Nobility

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Freed from a future of slavery, the veil of deception has been pulled from Erys Wynthae’s eyes. Brought to terms with the extent of her betrayal, Erys must make a choice and come to terms with the consequences of both her own actions and what has been done to her. As the night draws on, the once noble Lady may yet lose her mind to it. Through her invitation, ownership of Lord Larson Moore’s estate has changed hands unto a power beyond mortal reckoning that now bears her leash. With its once residents rounded up and caged as specimens for the lich Eliza and her ghoulish companions’ needs, the unliving host is free to establish its foothold within the sleeping coastal city.

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The Nectar Thief

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A chorus of almost malevolent laughter carries through the mist shrouded woods as I struggle to catch my breath.

“There is no escaping here…..” a seductive, disembodied voice taunted in a sing-song cadence.

“Why not just accept your fate?” A second female voice chimed in.

Shit.

This wasn’t good. Not at all. I thought I could keep my distance from them, but they knew this forest much better than I did and I was running out of daylight in forest.

I had been collecting nectar from different exotic plants from the depths of the forests in this backwater canton for awhile now. It’s a pretty lucrative pursuit, but even for the well prepared and experienced, it can be pretty dangerous at time. The further into the depths of the forest I ventured, the greater the odds of something like this happening were.

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Blood and Boned: Chapter 6- Craft Beer

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You make your way steadily through the halls in your freshly repaired uniform. You couldn’t even see the stitch marks, though this was probably because the entire thing was a deep black to begin with. There was no accounting for the taste of Mistress Carmen, though she seemed to play perfectly in line with the expectations of her vampiric heritage. All of the uniforms were black, with the males having standard white trim and the females having red. Your footfalls were muffled by the blood red carpet that ran the walkways, but left the grey stone floor visible at the edges. You come to one of the staircases leading into the basement, and head down.

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