Dallraigh looked up from her pile of books and scrolls on a side table of the lab they had managed to rent, as the rest of the krewe walked in with an assortment of boxes and parts. She sat back to watch Inneall efficiently pull everything out and organize it, despite Adhuil trying to examine a piece and Cliste playing with one.
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I had no idea what to expect at the Tomb of the Primevil Kings where I went to gain access to the overly quiet human gods. Rytlock’s theory had the gods abandoning Tyria, but Kasmeer would never accept such an idea.
The forest was calm. The soft rustle of leaves, stirred by the light breeze, was disturbed only by the occasional chirp of a bird. But the woods were far from still. A small shadow moved imperceptibly through the brush, paused to sniff the air, then stalked on.
Once one menace to Tyria found its demise another one arose. Having dealt with Mordremoth, I now had to deal with Balthazar. What was I thinking?
He ran down the hallway and ducked into a dimly lit room, slamming a wooden door shut behind him. He quickly fastened the latch and then looked around for something to push in front of the door.
It was a Dark and Stormy night, like most Tuesday and Friday nights had been for a month. The moon shone bright, surrounded by a necklace of sparkling star jewels as warm, gentle breezes stirred the leaves.
We’ve been travelling together through Tyria with a charter to discover new foods and recipes for the Court of Queen Jennah. We have a second, classified mission as well. I could tell you what it is but then Foggy would have to eat you.
A Cook, a Chef, and a Snow Leopard walked into a pub. The grizzled human barkeep, crumpled on the bar like a well-used dish rag, opened one eye, grunted, and closed it again.
Tinte Rois had grown up in the jungles of Maguuma though she had spent a lot of time in Rata Sum and the influence of the Asura could be seen for miles. What could go wrong deeper in the jungle when plants got a mind of their own? Sylvari were plants after all. Okay, they were weird and many times made no sense at all, but one could manage to deal with that. You just remembered, never try to re-compute any of it.