Wildfire Riders

Fly over the red dragonshrine and check out Wyrmrest. It's so pretty.

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I really hate to say this but....




Skulley's Mary-Kate. Only 6' tall, with dark brown eyes.

No, I don't know how this happened. It just is.

Pretty sailors with broad, tall bodies and easy smiles are a dime a dozen at port. Robert is also young, straight out of Westfall. She would put money on it. Farm boys with a way of speaking plain and hardly a chest hair have no business being out in the heart of the Cartel's dealings, but they run...

The phosphorus grit caught with a hiss, wooden match flaring as she scraped it over her belt buckle. Salt air was slowly taking a toll on her remaining match supply. She wrinkled her brow, thinking she ought to pick up an actual lighter before they launched, and sucked the tip of the flame into her ...

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Skulley, mad cock(vag?)-blocked by Yva.

There's always next week. Sorry in advance, Tarq.

I love brits.

"I say, Gerald, I do believe that bird is copulating with your neck. How droll! Ha ha!"

Jerijah didn't quite know what to make of the sight before him. Miz Long Tall n' Creepy was sprawled, somehow, horizontally across the galley, one long leg braced on the patch of wall just above the sink, the other hooked under the edge of the upper cabinet by one polished black bootheel. On the opp...

I like turtles