https://cotf-rpg.com/ Sat, 18 Jul 2026 22:50:55 +0000 MyBB https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=13014 Wed, 15 Jul 2026 13:09:31 -0600 Colt]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=13014
Getting to her feet with all the hurry of thaw in the dead of winter, Colt grabs something out of her saddlebags and then makes her way towards where she'd last seen Vesper. Her approach carries the wariness of someone reaching for a blade, having learned once already how cleanly this one could cut. [say]"Vesper?"[/say] she tugs carefully on the dark with its name, peering through it in the search of motion. [say]"Got a minute to talk?"[/say] Her voice is low and thin, and while it could be attributed to the day's work, it's been worn through by the scrub of salt that's attempted to scour him away.

Behind her, glass tinkles as it shifts in the hold of her hands, complaining of the tension she feeds into it. 

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Set first night of the PQ

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Getting to her feet with all the hurry of thaw in the dead of winter, Colt grabs something out of her saddlebags and then makes her way towards where she'd last seen Vesper. Her approach carries the wariness of someone reaching for a blade, having learned once already how cleanly this one could cut. [say]"Vesper?"[/say] she tugs carefully on the dark with its name, peering through it in the search of motion. [say]"Got a minute to talk?"[/say] Her voice is low and thin, and while it could be attributed to the day's work, it's been worn through by the scrub of salt that's attempted to scour him away.

Behind her, glass tinkles as it shifts in the hold of her hands, complaining of the tension she feeds into it. 

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Set first night of the PQ

]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12664 Wed, 25 Mar 2026 11:41:22 -0600 Noe]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12664 screamed. Noe hated it. Every time the lightning flashed, she imagined that she could see the faces of people she cared about, but they were in some kind of pain, wailing and shrieking into the sky.

Fortunately, today seemed to be less screamy. It was still dreary and overcast, and a thin drizzle fell upon the spooky backdrop of the Barrows, but the thunder and lightning had rolled out early that morning, leaving only that faint mist behind.

Noe strolled along a path out of Wrenzoak’s Refuge and into the Barrows, her head bowed to keep the rain out of her face. She wore a bright yellow rain jacket with the hood pulled up over her hair, and she walked with the kind of cadence that suggested she had somewhere to be. A new client had hired her recently to design a house for them out here, and though she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why they wanted to live among the tombs and crypts, she needed the business. So here she was to scout out the location.

She paused at a fork in the road. She thought it was to the left, but maybe she was wrong. Digging around in her pack, she began to search for the notes she’d taken on the location, hoping to clarify before continuing on her way.]]> screamed. Noe hated it. Every time the lightning flashed, she imagined that she could see the faces of people she cared about, but they were in some kind of pain, wailing and shrieking into the sky.

Fortunately, today seemed to be less screamy. It was still dreary and overcast, and a thin drizzle fell upon the spooky backdrop of the Barrows, but the thunder and lightning had rolled out early that morning, leaving only that faint mist behind.

Noe strolled along a path out of Wrenzoak’s Refuge and into the Barrows, her head bowed to keep the rain out of her face. She wore a bright yellow rain jacket with the hood pulled up over her hair, and she walked with the kind of cadence that suggested she had somewhere to be. A new client had hired her recently to design a house for them out here, and though she couldn’t for the life of her figure out why they wanted to live among the tombs and crypts, she needed the business. So here she was to scout out the location.

She paused at a fork in the road. She thought it was to the left, but maybe she was wrong. Digging around in her pack, she began to search for the notes she’d taken on the location, hoping to clarify before continuing on her way.]]>