Brash
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Once a man, now… I’m what I had to be.
+ spells, stupid enough that Gil had made that unconscious connection. There were going to be questions raised, valid questions for which he had no good answers.
November 4, 2025 at 9:44 PM
+ spells, stupid enough that Gil had made that unconscious connection. There were going to be questions raised, valid questions for which he had no good answers.
The pain in his chest lingered after Gil had called him by that name. He barely even registered Miri and their Bucket of Saving.
Without a word and, as long as he was not stopped, he turned to take his leave. He didn’t do people. He didn’t do helping. Not anymore.
It had been stupid to use the +
Without a word and, as long as he was not stopped, he turned to take his leave. He didn’t do people. He didn’t do helping. Not anymore.
It had been stupid to use the +
November 4, 2025 at 9:44 PM
The pain in his chest lingered after Gil had called him by that name. He barely even registered Miri and their Bucket of Saving.
Without a word and, as long as he was not stopped, he turned to take his leave. He didn’t do people. He didn’t do helping. Not anymore.
It had been stupid to use the +
Without a word and, as long as he was not stopped, he turned to take his leave. He didn’t do people. He didn’t do helping. Not anymore.
It had been stupid to use the +
And yet, it healed.
For that was its purpose, as it had once been his own.
For that was its purpose, as it had once been his own.
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
And yet, it healed.
For that was its purpose, as it had once been his own.
For that was its purpose, as it had once been his own.
+ he had forsworn.
The words were muttered in shame, his faith tarnished, but his palm began to glow all the same. The magic writhed and fought back, like a recently caught fish. It didn’t want to be used by him. He had forsaken those vows, those prayers. +
The words were muttered in shame, his faith tarnished, but his palm began to glow all the same. The magic writhed and fought back, like a recently caught fish. It didn’t want to be used by him. He had forsaken those vows, those prayers. +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
+ he had forsworn.
The words were muttered in shame, his faith tarnished, but his palm began to glow all the same. The magic writhed and fought back, like a recently caught fish. It didn’t want to be used by him. He had forsaken those vows, those prayers. +
The words were muttered in shame, his faith tarnished, but his palm began to glow all the same. The magic writhed and fought back, like a recently caught fish. It didn’t want to be used by him. He had forsaken those vows, those prayers. +
+ Brash stepped forward, looking at the bloody mess that presumably had been a knight before someone practically turned their insides out. He didn’t say a word, stepping forward and raising a hand to the space between the other healers.
It was a struggle to remember the prayers, words to a god +
It was a struggle to remember the prayers, words to a god +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
+ Brash stepped forward, looking at the bloody mess that presumably had been a knight before someone practically turned their insides out. He didn’t say a word, stepping forward and raising a hand to the space between the other healers.
It was a struggle to remember the prayers, words to a god +
It was a struggle to remember the prayers, words to a god +
+ his soul, surge. It demanded blood and, if they had hurt Gil, he would fulfill those wishes…
But then he saw Gil, standing there, safe, doing what they did best, being a hero for those in need. He lowered the blades, sound returning as his heartbeat faded into the background.
They were safe. +
But then he saw Gil, standing there, safe, doing what they did best, being a hero for those in need. He lowered the blades, sound returning as his heartbeat faded into the background.
They were safe. +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
+ his soul, surge. It demanded blood and, if they had hurt Gil, he would fulfill those wishes…
But then he saw Gil, standing there, safe, doing what they did best, being a hero for those in need. He lowered the blades, sound returning as his heartbeat faded into the background.
They were safe. +
But then he saw Gil, standing there, safe, doing what they did best, being a hero for those in need. He lowered the blades, sound returning as his heartbeat faded into the background.
They were safe. +
+ had someone too young to even be considered a threat at the moment. Brash, with a flash of his blade as warning, shoved past the kid, barreling into the room.
A group of strangers, someone bleeding on the table. The ideas that leapt through his mind made the void, the thing he had once called +
A group of strangers, someone bleeding on the table. The ideas that leapt through his mind made the void, the thing he had once called +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
+ had someone too young to even be considered a threat at the moment. Brash, with a flash of his blade as warning, shoved past the kid, barreling into the room.
A group of strangers, someone bleeding on the table. The ideas that leapt through his mind made the void, the thing he had once called +
A group of strangers, someone bleeding on the table. The ideas that leapt through his mind made the void, the thing he had once called +
+ The goblin barely paid a mind to anyone else in the bar, pulling his hood up and moving with heavy yet graceful steps.
The commotion… it had started to settle in the inn, but his heart was pounding so loudly in his ears he might as well have been dead.
The blood trail ended at a room, one that +
The commotion… it had started to settle in the inn, but his heart was pounding so loudly in his ears he might as well have been dead.
The blood trail ended at a room, one that +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
+ The goblin barely paid a mind to anyone else in the bar, pulling his hood up and moving with heavy yet graceful steps.
The commotion… it had started to settle in the inn, but his heart was pounding so loudly in his ears he might as well have been dead.
The blood trail ended at a room, one that +
The commotion… it had started to settle in the inn, but his heart was pounding so loudly in his ears he might as well have been dead.
The blood trail ended at a room, one that +
Brash burst through the door, eyes on the trail of blood. Gil was nowhere to be seen and that dark void inside his soul began to expand. Had he lost them again? What had happened?
His daggers were in his hands before he had even registered, the worn leather like holding the hand of a friend. +
His daggers were in his hands before he had even registered, the worn leather like holding the hand of a friend. +
November 3, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Brash burst through the door, eyes on the trail of blood. Gil was nowhere to be seen and that dark void inside his soul began to expand. Had he lost them again? What had happened?
His daggers were in his hands before he had even registered, the worn leather like holding the hand of a friend. +
His daggers were in his hands before he had even registered, the worn leather like holding the hand of a friend. +
+ step away from this display of affection. “Thank you for keeping Gil safe,” he whispered into the feathers, the familiar stench of the beast bringing back memories from a different lifetime, of the man that had died in that hell.
“I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you.”
November 2, 2025 at 5:44 PM
+ step away from this display of affection. “Thank you for keeping Gil safe,” he whispered into the feathers, the familiar stench of the beast bringing back memories from a different lifetime, of the man that had died in that hell.
“I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you.”
+ lets out a few argumentative clicks as Brash ushers him in, earn a growled shushing from the goblin.
But, once he was sure there were no prying eyes, he leaned forward, short arms clinging to the bird tightly in the first hug he’d had in a long time.
Apollo shifted in spot, taking a small
But, once he was sure there were no prying eyes, he leaned forward, short arms clinging to the bird tightly in the first hug he’d had in a long time.
Apollo shifted in spot, taking a small
November 2, 2025 at 5:44 PM
+ lets out a few argumentative clicks as Brash ushers him in, earn a growled shushing from the goblin.
But, once he was sure there were no prying eyes, he leaned forward, short arms clinging to the bird tightly in the first hug he’d had in a long time.
Apollo shifted in spot, taking a small
But, once he was sure there were no prying eyes, he leaned forward, short arms clinging to the bird tightly in the first hug he’d had in a long time.
Apollo shifted in spot, taking a small
The griffon falls obediently… or as obediently as Apollo could manage. It doesn’t take long to find the stables and, with only a small bit of disgust from the stablemaster, he’s able to pay for the stall.
The stall is small especially given the price, but Apollo isn’t just another horse. The bird +
The stall is small especially given the price, but Apollo isn’t just another horse. The bird +
November 2, 2025 at 5:44 PM
The griffon falls obediently… or as obediently as Apollo could manage. It doesn’t take long to find the stables and, with only a small bit of disgust from the stablemaster, he’s able to pay for the stall.
The stall is small especially given the price, but Apollo isn’t just another horse. The bird +
The stall is small especially given the price, but Apollo isn’t just another horse. The bird +
+ And his absence had left scars, some physical, on them too.
“When we get there, you go get your room. I’ll get the bird situated at the stable, yeah?”
“When we get there, you go get your room. I’ll get the bird situated at the stable, yeah?”
October 30, 2025 at 2:47 AM
+ And his absence had left scars, some physical, on them too.
“When we get there, you go get your room. I’ll get the bird situated at the stable, yeah?”
“When we get there, you go get your room. I’ll get the bird situated at the stable, yeah?”
Brash simply grunts in response to Gil’s lesson. They always were smarter than him. Always ready to learn and teach about the world around them.
The goblin sighed, fighting the urge to press his forehead against the beast’s side. He had missed them both, more than his heart could even remember. +
The goblin sighed, fighting the urge to press his forehead against the beast’s side. He had missed them both, more than his heart could even remember. +
October 30, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Brash simply grunts in response to Gil’s lesson. They always were smarter than him. Always ready to learn and teach about the world around them.
The goblin sighed, fighting the urge to press his forehead against the beast’s side. He had missed them both, more than his heart could even remember. +
The goblin sighed, fighting the urge to press his forehead against the beast’s side. He had missed them both, more than his heart could even remember. +
“Nah, you could handle yourself. Which just means the bigger stuff would find you.” He sighed, claws outlining what felt like a scar hidden beneath the feathers.
“Little fish come for easy food. But you get something strong, capable of fighting back? That’s when the sharks come out.”
“Little fish come for easy food. But you get something strong, capable of fighting back? That’s when the sharks come out.”
October 25, 2025 at 5:10 PM
“Nah, you could handle yourself. Which just means the bigger stuff would find you.” He sighed, claws outlining what felt like a scar hidden beneath the feathers.
“Little fish come for easy food. But you get something strong, capable of fighting back? That’s when the sharks come out.”
“Little fish come for easy food. But you get something strong, capable of fighting back? That’s when the sharks come out.”
Instinctively, a clawed hand reaches up and runs through the feathers. They’re soft, and Brash’s guts are lead. This wasn’t getting easier.
“You’d be surprised. That place is dangerous. I try to scare off the new or stupid adventurers looking to get themselves killed.”
“You’d be surprised. That place is dangerous. I try to scare off the new or stupid adventurers looking to get themselves killed.”
October 25, 2025 at 4:55 PM
Instinctively, a clawed hand reaches up and runs through the feathers. They’re soft, and Brash’s guts are lead. This wasn’t getting easier.
“You’d be surprised. That place is dangerous. I try to scare off the new or stupid adventurers looking to get themselves killed.”
“You’d be surprised. That place is dangerous. I try to scare off the new or stupid adventurers looking to get themselves killed.”
+ had nothing to do with his skin. The lack of self preservation made it very easy to do what you had to do.
October 23, 2025 at 2:47 AM
+ had nothing to do with his skin. The lack of self preservation made it very easy to do what you had to do.
“Only on people I c—.” He caught himself. Care. He couldn’t care about Gil. Not anymore.
“- Catch wandering around like a blind kid in a hedge maze.” He scoffed, moving to match their pace. “I can sleep anywhere. Thick skin and such.” That wasn’t entirely untrue. He could sleep anywhere, but it +
“- Catch wandering around like a blind kid in a hedge maze.” He scoffed, moving to match their pace. “I can sleep anywhere. Thick skin and such.” That wasn’t entirely untrue. He could sleep anywhere, but it +
October 23, 2025 at 2:47 AM
“Only on people I c—.” He caught himself. Care. He couldn’t care about Gil. Not anymore.
“- Catch wandering around like a blind kid in a hedge maze.” He scoffed, moving to match their pace. “I can sleep anywhere. Thick skin and such.” That wasn’t entirely untrue. He could sleep anywhere, but it +
“- Catch wandering around like a blind kid in a hedge maze.” He scoffed, moving to match their pace. “I can sleep anywhere. Thick skin and such.” That wasn’t entirely untrue. He could sleep anywhere, but it +
+ would let them enjoy the show.
“How long has it been since you actually got some proper sleep? You just sleep in the woods and wait for your sign?”
“How long has it been since you actually got some proper sleep? You just sleep in the woods and wait for your sign?”
October 23, 2025 at 2:05 AM
+ would let them enjoy the show.
“How long has it been since you actually got some proper sleep? You just sleep in the woods and wait for your sign?”
“How long has it been since you actually got some proper sleep? You just sleep in the woods and wait for your sign?”
“Yo-ho,” he hummed to himself, following Gil through the street. Gravel crunched under calloused feet and the occasional pair of eyes locked onto him. He pulled his hood tighter, letting out a grunt before hocking some spit on the street.
They wanted to stare, let them. But that didn’t mean he +
They wanted to stare, let them. But that didn’t mean he +
October 23, 2025 at 2:05 AM
“Yo-ho,” he hummed to himself, following Gil through the street. Gravel crunched under calloused feet and the occasional pair of eyes locked onto him. He pulled his hood tighter, letting out a grunt before hocking some spit on the street.
They wanted to stare, let them. But that didn’t mean he +
They wanted to stare, let them. But that didn’t mean he +
+ been living in the woods for years.
“We’ll need to find a stable to keep the damn bird.”
“We’ll need to find a stable to keep the damn bird.”
October 11, 2025 at 4:31 PM
+ been living in the woods for years.
“We’ll need to find a stable to keep the damn bird.”
“We’ll need to find a stable to keep the damn bird.”
“The Boastful Boar is the cheapest… though you have to be okay with some bugs. The Kindly Kraken is nicest, but bit more costly.”
He’d sleep on the roof of wherever Gil picked. Most places weren’t too keen on letting goblins in, especially when they looked (and probably smelled) like they had +
He’d sleep on the roof of wherever Gil picked. Most places weren’t too keen on letting goblins in, especially when they looked (and probably smelled) like they had +
October 11, 2025 at 4:31 PM
“The Boastful Boar is the cheapest… though you have to be okay with some bugs. The Kindly Kraken is nicest, but bit more costly.”
He’d sleep on the roof of wherever Gil picked. Most places weren’t too keen on letting goblins in, especially when they looked (and probably smelled) like they had +
He’d sleep on the roof of wherever Gil picked. Most places weren’t too keen on letting goblins in, especially when they looked (and probably smelled) like they had +