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Jack, however, has a different trajectory this morning, and he has the Feverlands to thank for it even all this time later. The healing wine from the Hollowed Grounds had done the job to nudge him back onto Mort's good side, but their time constraints had meant a great deal of fighting off infection and healing up by himself, and after a voyage from the very top of Caido down to the bottom, suffice to say the Captain is about done with it.

[say]"No rain yet,"[/say] he remarks of the cloudy skies above interspersed with slices of blue. [say]"Gotta be a good sign, right?"[/say] Slanting a smile towards The Ark, he reaches to turn up the collar of his Kingmaker coat, pretending it's the chill of the morning instead of the mild fever now baked into his bones. Jack is pale despite the jaunt through the desert, drawn and underweight even for himself, but there's something right burning in his blue eyes as they approach the healing fountain.

The hard part is over, no matter what healers or queens might have to say about it. They've done it. They're home.]]>
Jack, however, has a different trajectory this morning, and he has the Feverlands to thank for it even all this time later. The healing wine from the Hollowed Grounds had done the job to nudge him back onto Mort's good side, but their time constraints had meant a great deal of fighting off infection and healing up by himself, and after a voyage from the very top of Caido down to the bottom, suffice to say the Captain is about done with it.

[say]"No rain yet,"[/say] he remarks of the cloudy skies above interspersed with slices of blue. [say]"Gotta be a good sign, right?"[/say] Slanting a smile towards The Ark, he reaches to turn up the collar of his Kingmaker coat, pretending it's the chill of the morning instead of the mild fever now baked into his bones. Jack is pale despite the jaunt through the desert, drawn and underweight even for himself, but there's something right burning in his blue eyes as they approach the healing fountain.

The hard part is over, no matter what healers or queens might have to say about it. They've done it. They're home.]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12989 Mon, 06 Jul 2026 17:12:00 -0600 Sohalia]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12989 real?

When she first noticed the contractions on one chilly evening a few weeks after LongNight ended, she at first deigned to ignore them. After all, they probably weren’t real. She went to bed as usual, but she slept poorly, waking often as yet another contraction interrupted her attempts at slumber. She rolled from one side to another, avoiding laying on her back for fear it could compromise blood flow and unable to lay on her stomach for obvious reasons. But neither side made her more comfortable, and eventually, she realized that the contractions seemed to be strengthening and growing closer together. 

[say]”Zav?”[/say] she murmured into the dark, reaching to brush a hand along her boyfriend’s shoulder. A new contraction hit, and she winced, heart rate spiking, but there was no fear to it. Only a sort of excited resignation.

It was time. 

[say]”Are you awake?”[/say] she asked, trying to stay calm despite the fluttering in her chest. Their daughter seemed to shift and turn, and Soh smoothed a soothing hand over her stomach to quiet the as-yet-unborn child. Fortunately, they’d been prepared for just this eventuality. Bags had been packed; they were ready to make their way to the hospital. Or they would be, if Reva gave them the opportunity. Already, by Soh’s calculation, she’d been in early labor for several hours. What would they do if they didn’t make it to the hospital?

Soh felt doubt and trepidation begin to creep in just as another contraction hit, this one strong enough to have her teeth clenching in pain. What if she went into active labor in the street? Maybe they should send a companion to fetch a doctor and just stay here. Riding out the contraction, Soh tried to remind herself to breath and failed. Instead, in the brief moment between her question and Zavien’s attention, he would find her almost hyperventilating.]]> real?

When she first noticed the contractions on one chilly evening a few weeks after LongNight ended, she at first deigned to ignore them. After all, they probably weren’t real. She went to bed as usual, but she slept poorly, waking often as yet another contraction interrupted her attempts at slumber. She rolled from one side to another, avoiding laying on her back for fear it could compromise blood flow and unable to lay on her stomach for obvious reasons. But neither side made her more comfortable, and eventually, she realized that the contractions seemed to be strengthening and growing closer together. 

[say]”Zav?”[/say] she murmured into the dark, reaching to brush a hand along her boyfriend’s shoulder. A new contraction hit, and she winced, heart rate spiking, but there was no fear to it. Only a sort of excited resignation.

It was time. 

[say]”Are you awake?”[/say] she asked, trying to stay calm despite the fluttering in her chest. Their daughter seemed to shift and turn, and Soh smoothed a soothing hand over her stomach to quiet the as-yet-unborn child. Fortunately, they’d been prepared for just this eventuality. Bags had been packed; they were ready to make their way to the hospital. Or they would be, if Reva gave them the opportunity. Already, by Soh’s calculation, she’d been in early labor for several hours. What would they do if they didn’t make it to the hospital?

Soh felt doubt and trepidation begin to creep in just as another contraction hit, this one strong enough to have her teeth clenching in pain. What if she went into active labor in the street? Maybe they should send a companion to fetch a doctor and just stay here. Riding out the contraction, Soh tried to remind herself to breath and failed. Instead, in the brief moment between her question and Zavien’s attention, he would find her almost hyperventilating.]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12987 Mon, 06 Jul 2026 13:03:34 -0600 Sohalia]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12987
Nearly ready to pop, the Luminary had taken to nesting activities at home rather than venturing out into the world. Things she'd for so long taken for granted had gotten much harder: she waddled rather than walked, she couldn't bend over to put on her own shoes, and there were parts of her body she hadn't known existed that were sore beyond reason. All normal, according to the doctors of Torchline, but no less unpleasant. It would be worth it, though; Soh couldn't wait to meet her daughter, and she was convinced that it would be any day now.

Though the second half of her pregnancy had been far better than the first, she was still beyond ready to give birth. There was a certain impatience about her as she tucked sheets into the bassinet or hung art on the walls of the nursery. She paced back and forth through the house in a way one might have called prowling if she weren't quite so rotund, hoping that the extra movement would convince her daughter to make her appearance. It hadn't worked yet, but Soh kept trying anyway - at least until she got so winded that she had to sit down.

This was one such moment. She'd taken a seat on the porch of the house, deciding to take a break from her incessant movement as she waited for to arrive. A mug of hot tea was cupped in her hands, and she sipped it idly as her silver gaze flickered across the sea. She was dressed in a cozy, oversized sweater that did little to hide her excessively large baby bump, and she'd left her hair loose around her shoulders. Anani had curled up at her side, and Soh reached down to stroke along her scales out of habit. She hadn't seen Flora in entirely too long, and she was looking forward to spending the afternoon with her best friend. It would be a far cry from their usual spa days, but she hoped that it would prove relaxing for them both all the same.]]>
Nearly ready to pop, the Luminary had taken to nesting activities at home rather than venturing out into the world. Things she'd for so long taken for granted had gotten much harder: she waddled rather than walked, she couldn't bend over to put on her own shoes, and there were parts of her body she hadn't known existed that were sore beyond reason. All normal, according to the doctors of Torchline, but no less unpleasant. It would be worth it, though; Soh couldn't wait to meet her daughter, and she was convinced that it would be any day now.

Though the second half of her pregnancy had been far better than the first, she was still beyond ready to give birth. There was a certain impatience about her as she tucked sheets into the bassinet or hung art on the walls of the nursery. She paced back and forth through the house in a way one might have called prowling if she weren't quite so rotund, hoping that the extra movement would convince her daughter to make her appearance. It hadn't worked yet, but Soh kept trying anyway - at least until she got so winded that she had to sit down.

This was one such moment. She'd taken a seat on the porch of the house, deciding to take a break from her incessant movement as she waited for to arrive. A mug of hot tea was cupped in her hands, and she sipped it idly as her silver gaze flickered across the sea. She was dressed in a cozy, oversized sweater that did little to hide her excessively large baby bump, and she'd left her hair loose around her shoulders. Anani had curled up at her side, and Soh reached down to stroke along her scales out of habit. She hadn't seen Flora in entirely too long, and she was looking forward to spending the afternoon with her best friend. It would be a far cry from their usual spa days, but she hoped that it would prove relaxing for them both all the same.]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12865 Fri, 29 May 2026 21:19:15 -0600 Aithne]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12865
The girl skips along cheerfully, pockets full of coin she lifted from unsuspecting strangers on her way from the Port. Just now, she pauses before an absolutely adorable little cafe that seems to be busy enough that she can only assume that the food and drink are worth sampling. As such, she pushes her way through the door and places an order for a hot chocolate at the counter before turning to survey the room for open tables. Finding none, she shrugs to herself. She'd known it would be busy before entering.

Still, it would be nice to rest for a moment, so she selects a table at random and approaches the stranger sitting there. [say]"Hello,"[/say] she chirps, flashing her best innocent smile - a feature that is belied somewhat by the fangs. [say]"Everywhere else is full. Do you mind if I share your table?"[/say]]]>
The girl skips along cheerfully, pockets full of coin she lifted from unsuspecting strangers on her way from the Port. Just now, she pauses before an absolutely adorable little cafe that seems to be busy enough that she can only assume that the food and drink are worth sampling. As such, she pushes her way through the door and places an order for a hot chocolate at the counter before turning to survey the room for open tables. Finding none, she shrugs to herself. She'd known it would be busy before entering.

Still, it would be nice to rest for a moment, so she selects a table at random and approaches the stranger sitting there. [say]"Hello,"[/say] she chirps, flashing her best innocent smile - a feature that is belied somewhat by the fangs. [say]"Everywhere else is full. Do you mind if I share your table?"[/say]]]>