In a small corner of Sanctuary are worlds and times that exist, out of sync or in, all being tiny glimpses of a greater tapestry. One such place, the land of the Fae, has a castle, of sorts, that is totally surrounded by a brambled wood. So we begin, in the Worlds of Sanctuary, with the Faelan Stories. And what better, when being introduced to the weird and wonderful, than starting with something slightly familiar. Here we have the sometimes Sleeping Beauty. Ps: It's a story so oldest posts 1st.
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| Masks off, peoples. Annnd, welcome to the Barrows. - Ntuoranae |
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| Many ways to come and go. This entrance we'll use for the Synod. - Ntuoranae Ah crap. Don't tell me... - Rogue Heh heh heh... Buckle up! - Berin Oh sheite. I hate this! - R Lol... Baby... - Arrow |
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| Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh!!!!!! - R |
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| Last leg. Barrows coming up soon. You two have done well. If I didn't know better I'd say you two can see through the coverings. Hmmm... - Ntuoranae |
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| Nope. - Rogue |
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| Not a chance... - Arrow |
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| Careful. There's a down, a Creek and an up here... - Ntuoranae |
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| I ain't saying sh*t. - Rogue |
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| Quiet... - Arrow |
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| Soooo... How we doing? - Ntuoranae |
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Peachy.
Ow! Y u gotta b wacking me?!
- Rogue Really? Ur asking? Show respect. Ass. - Berin Wot? - R Hish!! - Arrow |
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| Mind ur step n zip it! - A But? - R Zip! - A Really? - R Zzzzz... - A OK! Nuff! - R |
