Streets of Hope

With the offer of eldritch emancipation postponed until possibly later, Meris lightly placed her hand on Nereus' hand and sat with him for the next half hour, listening and applauding with the series of declarations. Seeing his timid nature, she understood that he felt vulnerable without the bombast...

Aspasia smiled back, elated at the future possibilities of finding her roots. "I hope that can eventually come true for all of us," she responded. With the initial applause, it seemed like the Nexus' part to play in the festivities were done, but there was obviously another surprise to hap...

As Azazel emerged from the spring, his transformation left the satyresses awestruck. The former Scapegoat had been completely transformed from his previously wretched form to one that befitted the Fauns' nobility. The greens and golds of his garments conveyed his connections to nature, with only the...

Aspasia's lips parted slightly as Coach's bones gained a faint lambent blue to them after the increase in via. Most of the time, she had only seen his human features when his emotions were running on high. His features became even more pronounced than she had ever seen them. Miranda was also mildly ...

I think the song Hollow by Cloudeater could fit Tom's ID, at least somewhat. I wait in intermission I remove inhibition I don't speak, nobody's listenin' It's not safe to seek the attention I won't sink, I won't wallow In this dream that I have borrowed So don't lead, I won't follow There's no sense...

Meris was about to respond to his speculation about the jiangshi, but that was halted by the partial opening of the double doors and the emergence of Hengist, Scatha, Titania, and Oberon into the Great Hall. She had already met with the Queen and King, but the Elder Tree's dryad and the Green Knight...

Alastriona grimaced slightly. "I'm aware of who Old Jack is and how much he's suffered over the years, but not to the extent you're talking about. I really hope it doesn't come down to killing him..." she said, resisting her predecessor's memories from welling up to the forefront. Her eyes...

The dryad considered him as he undid his tie and removed his shoes and then closed her eyes as she focused on her Tree back at Holden Hall. "I can definitely sense each of the leaves and even the smallest of its branches. I've been urging the roots to grow and reach as quickly as possible, sinc...

What plans do you have for Alastriona? How do they contrast with your relationship with Sophia?

The dryad had limited memories of the djinn and didn't recall any precise feelings from her older sister. His unimpressed demeanor didn't particularly bother her, as she mused she would eventually consider herself another of Hope's citizens in due time, albeit one with extra responsibilities. As for...