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Miniarc-Villains-01

“Good morning, your highness!”

Samuel kor Harvest paused with one leg extended from the doorway of his carriage as he stared at the irksome woman that had made it her mission to find new ways to annoy him. Orphelia smiled at him, but the...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 11

Days away from Quest, Rey surprised Maxine once more. Expectedly, not in a good way.

There weren’t many places to find comfort while traveling. As a Guiness, Maxine’s carriage was far more luxurious than most, but custom cushions and a h...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 10

Rey was acting strange.

Namely, Maxine hadn’t seen much of the whaler, which was incredibly strange. From the moment they were introduced, Rey was underfoot. The whaler would breathe the same air if it were possible.

Going from that ...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 09

Maxine didn’t know how she’d ended up a pirate wrangler. She did know that she didn’t enjoy her new role.

The rationale behind the unspoken designation made sense. She needed to return to Quest. Rey was tagging along with her, regardle...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 08

“Hey, fancy pants.”

Maxine was coming to intimately learn the effects of prolonged stress on the body. Rey, the nightmarish whaler, followed her back to the tavern she’d made her temporary home and continued to hover around her, a cons...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 07

Having a woman that had just killed a man and still bore the signs of violence of her person sitting at her feet was beyond unnerving, but Maxine knew pressure well. She felt sick to her stomach, a little faint, and had to constantly suppress the ...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 06

The young man shuddered at her words and Maxine didn't blame him. If she were the focus of the horrid eyes, a pretty blue made surreal by their star shaped pupils, she'd tremble as well. Artor didn't share their fear, but his expression was filled...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 05

How does one explain the threat of a competent summoner?

The pirate captain wasn't daunted by the simple warning of danger. He knew danger intimately, walked hand-in-hand with it. Threats were things to be conquered, the stones he used to bu...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 04

One didn’t keep a captain waiting when called for.

Jack gave her the leeway to decide when they left, but it wasn’t a kind gesture. Each wasted minute risked invoking her sponsor’s wrath and she was sure his lackey would be eager to re...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 03

Maxine never cared for love.

She didn’t object to the idea of romance. She objected to the reality of it. Any thoughts she had of admiration for another were always accompanied by cruel rationale about the consequences of a dalliance and t...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 02

“A pleasure doing business with you.”

“Ye, maybe for you.” Dunder scratched at his bald head, the dusky skin almost entirely covered by a tattoo of an octopus, its tentacles splayed wide. “Captain said I could keep a third of what ...

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Miniarc-Bad Tidings 01

The old sea hags that read fortunes in fish bones taught the children of Graywatch that people could be born beneath bad stars, poor bastards so despised by the world that it conspired to ruin them at every turn. They were those shunned by the lig...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 09

“Time’s up, love lizards.”

Little Water looked up as Lou entered the room. After confirming her human was himself, for the most part, and they were still a team, their chat had turned to less serious matters. The brood was not a commun...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 08

“I guess we should start with introductions…though that feels wrong.”

Little Water thought back to their first meeting, to how she had handled her human back when they knew nothing of each other besides the stories fed to them by their...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 07

“Just do it.”

Little Water set aside her confusion at the strange request she’d been asked to perform and pressed her lips to Khan’s, bending over his seated form, tail outstretched to aide her balance. He didn’t move, not so much ...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 06

“We haven’t seen each other in a while.”

The next afternoon, Little Water was once again seated in the welcoming room of the estate, trying to contain her excitement. She’d wanted to claim her reward for her discovery immediately, bu...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 05

In a spare room, several women had disgusted looks on their faces as a strange creature was placed on the table before them by two estrazi servants. As Lou demanded, Little Water returned the following evening, just as the sun was starting to set....

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 04

Little Water fought a flinch as the predator she worked so hard to ignore made herself known.

Lou pointed a stern finger toward the purple woman. “You aren’t supposed to be saying anything.”

“Well, I could hardly let this brat ...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 03

Ignore her.

That was a tall order.

One did not tend to ignore the predator in the room.

But Little Water mustered her courage and did everything she could to put the purple woman out of her mind. It wasn’t just fear that made i...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 02

Little Water didn’t understand human homes.

The point of a warren was to keep the brood safe and there was no place safer than under the earth. A warren placed underground offered natural protection. It was easier to regulate temperatures ...

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Miniarc-Ambitious Aberrant 01

In the brood, worth was determined at birth.

If you were born without the ability to reproduce, then your fate was to labor for the brood. How you served was dependent on your talents but there was no choice in the matter. No notion of self-...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-21 (Remmings)

Remming half expected to be led to a small, dark room not unlike the one in the king's dungeon, and interrogated for his secrets.

The other half expected to be escorted to an execution chamber. Or perhaps dragged around to the back of the ho...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-20

“Do you want to know what your problem is?”

Lying on the ground and panting for breath, it takes a moment for my mind to process his words. I’m not out of breath, of course. After a fresh transformation, I’m in peak condition, as I a...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-19 (Kierra)

Few things inspired concern in Kierra.

Wyverns were chief on that list. Arrogance ran in the Atainna blood but only a fool didn’t respect the sovereigns of the world. Their closest relatives could be nearly as frightful. She salivated at t...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-18

“Start.”

Between sparring with Kierra and the truly unfortunate number of troubles I stumble into, I’d like to say I have a lot of experience in combat. Am I a skilled fighter? There’s plenty of room to improve but I’m far from the...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-17-Orum

Orum knew he would have to watch his daughter give her heart to another one day. It was hard to imagine when she was stumbling around, somehow rolling into trouble despite not having the strength to walk, but as she grew with every passing day, th...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-16

“And you? I can’t quite figure you out.”

It’s Alana turn to face the inquiring gazes of Kierra’s parents. So far, my blond hero has been distracting herself with food and drink. Being faced with their attention, she stiffens like a...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-15

“I suppose I’m next.”

I want to tell her not to bother, as the look in her eye suggests trouble. Saints, Morgene is nothing but trouble. Besides, it’s not as if our dinner has been full of peace and tolerance so far. If I were a more...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-14

“Father.”

Kierra’s exasperated rebuke cuts through the tension around Orum like a knife through untrained flesh before it has a chance to spread to the rest of the room. And, like a dog whose leash has been pulled by an irate owner, Or...

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Miniarc-Meet the Parents-13

It’s a good thing people can’t die from tension.

I hope.

It would be terrible to find out awkward tables are my fatal weakness after arranging what promised to be a tension-filled dinner. And it has definitely delivered.

At t...

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