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• The Captain's Bachelor Party

  by Jarrick Mason April 25
  Jarrick sits back comfortably in the chair, his half finished drink untouched on the armrest.  Empty mugs, kegs, cigars, and other odds and ends litter the floor and tables of the dimly lit great room.  A womans shirt is draped across the back of the chair next to him, along with one oddly...

• Tenacity

  by Jarrick Mason April 24
  Sheets of rain whipped past him, working to deter him from his goal. He continued to grip the lengths of rope that hung at his sides, pulling them taut in front of him and securing the stone to his back. He pumped his legs in succession, his thighs, calves, back and chest strained to their limits. ...
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• Power

  by Jarrick Mason April 23
  Blood. Sweat. Power.   The training target began to creak under the weight of his assault. His blade struck fierce, raw strength powering through each furious blow. Matted hair stuck to his forehead, unbetrayed by his bare torso dripping in sweat.   The afternoon sun beat upon the tr...
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• Into the Night

  by Jarrick Mason April 4
  A cool spring breeze caressed the grass beneath the gryphons feet. His pack, weapons and armor had all been secured safely to the bird.. All that was left to load was the passenger.   Jarrick ran a free hand through the gryphons feathers, the birds focus forward in preparation for the long tr...
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• Meet Penny Waters

  by Jarrick Mason April 1
  Jarrick pulled the coin from his pouch and lay it on the table, the bartender nodding as he slid the frothing mug over to him. "Yer' too kind mate." He grinned toothily. His rough face fit in well with the surroundings of the bay.   It was another warm southern evening and the night was still...
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• On Different Fronts

  by Jarrick Mason March 22
  ((In response to Coping))   The hour was late, and the days events had left him mentally exhausted. So many fronts to wage war on, so few men to fight on those fronts. These were problems that Jarrick dealt with on a daily basis, yet some days felt so much harder than others.   Am...
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• A Note to Sarah

  by Jarrick Mason March 16
  A short, somewhat hastily penned letter rests on the pillow of the empty room.   Sarah,   I have to take leave from Theramore for the coming days. I would've liked to tell you in person, but circumstances aren't going to allow that.   Stay safe until I return.   Yours Tru...
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• Monsters and Templars

  by Jarrick Mason March 12
  Jarrick scanned across the swamplands that surrounded Theramore, ever vigilant as the threat within the shadows had manifested into reality these past weeks. The day had stretched into night, and the night was growing old.   He stood up straight and stretched his shoulders back, letting out a...
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• An Early Morning Note

  by Jarrick Mason February 27
  A freshly penned note sits on the bedside table.   Sarah, I had to sneak out early this morning to get some work done in the city and I didn't want to wake you.  I'll be back later this afternoon.  Breakfast is waiting for you whenever you awake. Hope you slept well! Love, ...
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• The 14th of February

  by Jarrick Mason February 15
  Soft sunlight slowly crept over the windowsill, a light hue of orange and pink slowly bathing the room. The city outside lay quiet, aside from the occasional soft chirp amongst the still backdrop.   Jarrick turned his head on his pillow and gazed at the beauty that slept next to him. Her eyes...
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