What Would Conan Do?

Harold

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The drain grate rattled as he put his weight on it. “Oh Harold, Harold, Harold. What have we done?”, Harold knelt and dabbed at the bars...

Carp

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“Jacob, your repetitive perambulations ache the eyes and offend my roguish spirit.” Jacob ignored him and knocked on boxes, kicking at b...

Tiny music

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The tiny cymbal twings and everyone gasped quietly in between slow sips from their bowls. “What…” before Anca could get his finger to h...

Cant

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“So.” “Quite.” “The pigs are loose?” “And greased.” “I see,” he released the blue smoke, letting it flow out of him with all his f...

Come by!

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“And lo, did Dmitar ascend to the cloud cover and watch, as a shepherd watches his flock, with a benign yet inattentive eye. Pray ye that ...

Musky Twilight

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“Justice is a dish best served by an army of waiters over a number of courses, accompanied by complimentary wine. The courses are of cours...

Montey

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“Sir, a shipment of bread has been waylaid leaving the Drift.” Duke Malory didn’t take up eccentric habits for servants to interrupt the...

The Flood

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“ You will gain a kingdom and loose an heir. ” He rolled the prophetic bottle around the table, taking a quiet satisfaction at the pries...
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