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Dahlia responded with a nod when the demon arrived, knowing very well he would have preferred someone to unroll a carpet for his entrance, and maybe give a kiss on his ass. He faked it well enough, the disdain for everyone he saw as below him. His position as foreman and shapeshifting abilities...

The smell of the leak wasn't as strong when room 106’s door was closed. Dahlia couldn't complain, the sewer leak, that hadn't been fixed in over two years ensured the higher ups wouldn't venture down to the ground floor, making the meeting that was about to start relatively safe from prying eyes...

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Name: Dahlia Daeva Race: Thiefling Age: 27 Position: Supervisor Terms of Contract: A tale of young love, a tiefling and a human prince. The deal offered by Mephistopheles would give Dahlia seven days to secure a marriage, and live a happy life with her husband until it was time to pay the...

The Distress Factory is the place where Mephistopheles, the Demon Prince sends his signatories once the contract is due, and it’s where you’ve resided for some time (and for eternity), in the Depths of Hell. Whether you regret your choice or not, your soul now belongs to him, and there’s nothing...

Thalia had barely slept the previous night, and the bags under her eyes showed it. She just couldn't help her excitement over starting her schooling at Involerra, the lessons she would learn, the heroes she would meet, the friends she'd make... The brunette sighed and smiled, daydreaming about...

Name: Thalia Redwood Age: 26 Gender: Female Species: Half-Elf (The other half is human) Class Expectation: Ranger Backstory: “Your father was a hero… It’s in your blood” These were the words Thalia grew up hearing, and after hearing it enough times, she believed it. Despite not knowing her...

Klaire wasn’t sure if Arobynn had seen her take part in the confusion, but she was sure that was a threat. She breathed in as if she was about to take a dive, glaring at the same person he was staring at. “What else do you want?” She asked through her gritted teeth. *** Roarington heard cries...

Having a fairy in his battle pit was always a lucrative attraction, but the issue was, they tended to die too quickly. For that one to earn him back his coin she’d need to survive at least five fights, but Doug Roarington believed she would, if what the auctioneer read on her file was true. If...

“Forty-five!” “Fifty!” “A HUNDRED!” The auctioneers went quiet, all staring at the man with the face of a lion who had put down the highest bid. The elfic woman by his side sighed and shook her head, accepting defeat. Is he one of the better ones? Klaire wondered, but mostly: Would he stay...

An auction house… to auction people. Klaire knew of people who owned slaves but she didn’t imagine she’d one day end up in the market, or even that there was such a market for it, and that it took place in Armadilla. Were those people noblemen and women, or were they the third party that bridged...

Massacre in Goswick?! Klaire’s ears perked up while her neck kept being pulled forward. “What happened in Goswick?” She asked no one in particular, getting a shrug from the woman in front of her and complete silence from everyone else. Accepting no one would answer this or any other question...

Klaire struggled deciding whether she should be looking back to try and catch a glimpse of Ishaan or Liatra or forward, so she wouldn't trip over her own feet. The questioning stopped when they got to the deck and after a second of blindness she saw... Ships. Too many to count. And among them...

The bit about the Catchfire district was probably the last thing she heard before dozing off into deep sleep, in that cold cell floor. The next couple of days had been easier on Klaire than that first night, with new sorts of challenges. With time, she expelled what was left of the venom in her...