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The Jagged Tooth
The Jagged Tooth
Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
.: About Me :.
Age: 29
Location: The Fireside Kitchen
Profession: Rogue
.: Likes :.
Cooking, Carving, Cleanliness.
.: Dislikes :.
Fire.
.: Sponsored :.
Cenny Konxovar - Rogue
Threnody Nyx - Rogue
Achelle Olytro - Cleric
Emilia Rose - Rogue

.: Quote :.
"yer not BAD Nih. ya just have ah different perspective on thengs, en not all folks respect er understand thet." - The Accomplished One.
.: Latest Posts :.
last days
October 2014

.: Current :.

Training Location:
Random places as my body allows it.

.: Victims :.

019635

Sunday, 26 October 2014
Fireblade, leader and friend.
Kind, considerate, humble.
Example to all.

Cody, one of the greatest people I've met. He told me before I departed to chase a rumor that I had a place in his guild, a home, if I sought it. When I returned, it was the first place I went. Since my joining to SR, I've found solitude and a welcoming family. Cody was kind enough to build out a kitchen I designed. Then! For our contest, he decorated the kitchen! A wonderful act.

Elen, Confidant.
Roar, my Starfish, Roar loudly.
Mine. Always. Yours, too.

Truly, words cannot express the gratitude I have towards this woman. From the moment we met as she was ordering a dress to be tailored to her, to the roar that shook the cottage, shook me, shook her. Every moment since then has been smooth and welcomed. There is so much for us to know of each other, even with the secrets we've each revealed. She is mine, and I am hers. Our Shackles, bracelets truly, each state the same word, "Mine." It is a reminder that we are slaves to each other, and that our actions are never to harm the other.

Emmy, A selfless Rogue.
Seeking to better others.
Lost in her own thoughts.

Commands given. Commands fought. Commands followed. Who knew when, in my darker nights, I commanded this unruly rogue that we would be kin. She my sister, I her brother; clothed in the true profession. Though I have left the Cloth, the shadows keep us connected. Though distance keep us apart, our circumstances always bring us together. She is a true friend, truer than so many others.

Battle Cleric, 'Chelle.
Surpassing all my lessons,
My greatest student.

Three I have taken to the temple. Two that refuse to claim me as their sponsor, begrudgingly maybe. Achelle is the greatest of the three. Most willing to prove herself, quickest to push herself, always seeking to please a stubborn teacher.

To those, forgotten:
Shadows keep you, watch, listen
hear words of wisdom.

So many that could have been named. They will know their worth in due time.
Nih Betodaru posted @ 23:40 - Link - comments