Moving on up part 12: time skipMoving on up part 12: Time skipMoving on up part 12: time skip by scorrius
a few months after part 11 and BulletBader's Hunted
I suppose I should introduce myself, I mean it's only polite.
My name is Flint, and I am currently in a bit of trouble, oh who the hell am I kidding, I'm dead, done, over, danced my last dance, time to close the book on the tale of Flint, lovable rogue, breaker of hearts, Casanova, looter of temples, and "friend". I laughed before taking a deep breath as I removed my beloved pipe from my lips and blew out a large cloud of smoke, filling my fleshy prison with it as it was somewhat illuminated from the dull light of my pipe. I looked around, feeling the horrible burning sensation of stomach acids nip and bite at my skin. It was, larger than I expected, I will admit. Good, I had enough room then for my last hurrah. I began to reach into my trench coat of holding as my finale resting place began to shake and quake as loud, maniac laughter filled my world. I smiled as I thought of the look of everyone's face
Moving on up part 11: the Morning afterMoving on up part 11: The Morning AfterMoving on up part 11: the Morning after by scorrius
H..how...how long has it been since Flint flew away? The voices screeched at me like needy children, ranting about Foots, dark magic, friendships broken, an old cat and the last of his litter, a cabal of cruel puppetmasters who bleed ink into us and force us along our little dances till they grow bored with us and toss us into the gullet of a predator while laughing like it was some kind of joke. The me with the sense in her head screamed and shook me as I began to strangle to whimpering child who made a mess of my once pristine walls, and for a brief moment my sense came back to me, I saw Tony, the man who took me off the streets and raised me, introduced me to the devil named Flint, laughing as I shook the life out of him like he was an overgrown doll as the foul side effect of those dammed pills Flint was ever so fond of blackened my hands and my sleeves. I shook my doll as the world of truth and fact shattered and gave way to
Triple Bio: Alfhild, Fink, And Theresa SeaAlfhildTriple Bio: Alfhild, Fink, And Theresa Sea by scorrius
Race: Scarlet Elf
Height: 112 feet
Skin: Red tinted
Eyes: Green (Scar over left eye)
Hair: A vivid Scarlet (long)
Alfhild, one of the many inhabitants of Elvina, however no one knows how she got th ere, besides perhaps the archmage Elvina(no one wants to ask) and a homeless man known only as G. If one asks her themselves, she'll simply chuckle, before shrugging, and saying the past is the past, only the present matters, while touching the scar the mars her visage with a look of sadness in her eyes similar to the look you see in the eyes of a king overthrown by his own son who he loved more than anything else as he is led towards the guillotine. She is well known to prey on adventures near Elvina, which she of course denies, despite the fact she sells the spoils of her meals (Stolen treasure, and equipment covered in Saliva) at the various shops of Elvina instead of paying with coin. Seems to have taken a Interest in the newest employee of the Swe
Moving on up part 10: wild night in Elvina part 2Part 2Moving on up part 10: wild night in Elvina part 2 by scorrius
My jaw still ached, but it didn't matter, I had finally managed to get a date with Evaline. I mean sure there was a third wheel in the form of a scarlet elf, but she was far more romance friendly than Salty, Flint, or Cami. I mean she was even paying for our meal. I giggled at Evaline's expression of embarrassment, which was honestly when she was her most adorable, seeing as it made her look like a scared little kitten.
"So, how do you and Evaline know eachother?" The elf asked with the same velvety voice as before.
"Oh I tried to eat her and her father" I said absentmindedly as I swallowed down another disappointing morsel, the lack of squirming kind of took all the enjoyment out of it. The elf smiled as she slowly drank a rather sugary concoction that was strangely void of any sort of live snack.
"Ah yes she told me about that" the elf said chuckling "My name is Alfhild, incase you were wondering what to call me".
"I wasn't" I replied "but I do wonder how exactly you