Mors were simple. It was always the Strigs you had to look out for. Moroi were stupid. Strigoi were also stupid, but in a more human way. Mors were like varcs, though they didn’t wear human skin. They were a mutation, a transformation, not in the same way as a varc. Nothing tore its wayContinue reading “17 – Moroi”
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16 – Goblin
Goblins were not quite monsters, but they weren’t exactly fae either. It was impossible to call them fair by any stretch of the imagination. They were beings of inherent filth, ruin, and chaos. Anarchic yet monarchic, scavengers and corpse feeders, born from cauldron pots and mottled with grease. Suffice to say, they made for oddContinue reading “16 – Goblin”
15 – Arachnophobia
To study the vast mysteries of reality was to invite madness. It was an old adage, and a reasonable one in some ways, and entirely illogical in others. Reality was meant to be explored. To be studied. To be understood. The human drive called curiosity was a natural part of mankind’s existence, as natural asContinue reading “15 – Arachnophobia”
14 – Kindness
Bonnie was well aware that Goldie happened to be an ostentatious person. It was impossible to miss, from her name to her garb, that the woman liked wealth and to be seen as wealthy. Bonnie should have expected then that her reward for aiding Goldie would be, perhaps, more costly than she would have preferred.Continue reading “14 – Kindness”
13 – Luckless
“You sure have some shit luck, don’t you, lady?” said the cheating prick sitting at the gambling table. Bonnie wasn’t having a great time. Her guns were still broken, which was only part of why she was annoyed. A larger part came from how she had been dragged along on another job. With the localContinue reading “13 – Luckless”
12 – Aisling
A hunter’s weapons were made to last. They were not the best; many could boast greater. They were not the strongest; many weapons were more powerful. They were not the deadliest; they were made for killing monsters, and there were weapons that were much more effective at killing humans. But they were reliable. A hunter’sContinue reading “12 – Aisling”
11 – Wyrmling
“Wow, you look like shit.” Bonnie glowered at Larry. She had a lot of reasons to dislike Larry, but his lack of tact was most certainly one of them. A fair-skinned and dark-haired hunter in a purple coat, Lawrence Kingsley also had a reputation among the Hunter’s Union. Namely as the idiot that decided toContinue reading “11 – Wyrmling”
10 – Daybreak
Bonnie pulled her coat on. She needed new clothes again. She gathered her weapons and strapped them on as best she could. She found her knife again. That was good, it would make things easier. She had remembered to bring a bag this time, and it made collecting the heads far easier. Most were alreadyContinue reading “10 – Daybreak”
9 – Lunatic
The next job Bonnie took was a simpler one. No escorting. No walking with the damned. Her skin still crawled and she wanted nothing more than to scrub her mind clean with the violence afforded to her profession. There was a Full Moon coming. The Hunter’s Moon. Worse things came out when the moon wasContinue reading “9 – Lunatic”
8 – Pilgrimage
The Penitent smiled too much for a man in his position. His body was bound in the marks of murder and torture, yet he smiled as his bare feet crunched the stones he walked on. Penance should be quiet, somber, and reflective, at least in most views of the act. Bonnie was not faithful, butContinue reading “8 – Pilgrimage”
Tales of Flawed Heroes 