I.vi

The World Turns

Archades

"He's not mad, you know," said Lord Vayne Solidor, and Ffamran laughed the sound echoing dully within the confines of helmet.

"Turn around," the Emperor's son said.

Ffamran looked at him questioningly, managing to convey his incredulity over the curved beak that protruded from his helmet and through the dark ( Read more... )

I.v

Judge of Truth

Royal Palace, Rabanaster

It was, the newly promoted Captain Vossler York Azelas found, extremely difficult to run a resistance movement when your occupier had the most loyal of the old armed forces bogged down in ceremonial duties and peacekeeping. Vossler had half a mind to be grateful for the situation. He knew, ( Read more... )

I.iv

Closed and Opened Doors

Rabanaster

The Empire, Penelo learned quickly, liked to talk about rights, and about representing the people. Though an Archadian now ruled Dalmasca, the woman - Drace was her name - was officially only the head of the judicial system. A Council of Fice was created and five prominent, politically neutral citizens ( Read more... )

I.iii

Galbana Lillies

Rabanaster

Vaan does not see the coronation, because he is in the Covent Hospital, on the third floor, second room from the stairs, watching his brother die.

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Three healers hovered over Reks, buzzing quietly in medical and magickal terms that Vaan did't understand. He was banished to the hard backed chair ( Read more... )

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I.ii

The Fall of Dalmasca

Royal Palace, Rabanaster

The first thing Rasler saw on opening his eyes was the rather large nose of Doctor Fellicks, the Royal Physician. He let out a loud groan that was not entirely caused by physical pain.

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Unopened Doors

I.i

Perhaps a Rubicon

Judicial Order Headquarters, Upper Archades

“They'll offer you a position as Magister,” Prime Judge Drace said, sipping her wine, “now that Zecht's gone.”

Ffamran grimaced. “It should be you.”

“No. It shouldn't. There aren't too many Nabradias left. We'll be taking on Rozarria soon, and ( Read more... )

A/N:  I chickened out.  I'm so sorry guys, but I am just not ready to write hard core pronz.  So you get short, almost quicky erotica instead.  I figure they're teenagers, it's their first time, how long are they really going to last?  Furthermore, it turns out that yurtleturtle1's request for firebending during sex was pretty difficult.  I hope I ( Read more... )

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*is not as good a writer as she thought*
*angsts*
*dies*

My friend, whom I shall refer to as The Scotsman, has told me how to fix my life.

I must go into the woods for thirteen years and avoid all human contact.  I am not allowed to write anything fandom, comic, of scifi/fantasy related.  There must be rabid animals involved.  Badgers don't count.