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The Warden made his way through the area of the Sunshield Keep designated for the Northmen, passing by tents being erected, and chests of armour and barrels of spears being set aside. The wounded had been tended to in a hastily set up infirmary, several Knights of Northrend having affinity with the Light, were sealing the wounds caused by the arrows of the bandit attack the night before. He nodded his head as men and women were quick to bring fists to their chest in that respectful, Northern salute, as he entered a stairway into one of the various guard towers that were still standing.

Tiberiaus took his time going up the stairs, a gloved hand running along the wall as he ascended. The echoing sound of his greaves hitting the stone was the only sound to be heard within the tower, giving him some measure of privacy and solace. It was a rare time for him to reflect and think, to consider actions before he made any hasty decisions that may affect his men, or the Sunshields.

Upon reaching the top of the guardtower, the Warden stepped to the balcony, setting his hands against the ledge as he looked out at the dark, ominous lands of Duskwood. Light, he hated this place. Memories were coming back from many years ago, to vivid images of when Ryeker and himself rode through the woods in pursuit of the Grouss Rogues. Of when shadow magics were brandished against himself, and his Templars. Even before that, when the Ordos was hunting down the Necromancer. This place was cursed– almost nothing grew here, the worgen were feral and the bandits so brazen to attack a castle.

Tiberiaus considered sending a falcon to his sister, Meris, and sending for Ser Marcost himself. Surely, there would be a solution to many of the problems Arai was experiencing. He’d consider it, he thought, before bringing someone so… imposing, to the holdings of an ally. For now, his focus would be on the shoring up of the defenses. House Winterscar was famed for siege warfare, the Warden himself holding a seat on the Alliance Defense Council to advise House Wrynn on all manner of siege tactics and strategies. As Winterscar Keep had never been taken– let alone an enemy stepping foot inside the courtyard, Tiberiaus would extend some of that legacy towards the ever stalwart allies of the Sunshields.

With a heavy sigh, he turned back around, and made his way down the stairs of the lone guard tower, and quickly joined his men with the restoration of the Sunshield fortifications.


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Waverly x Nicole (Wynonna Earp) - Season 2, Episode 6 - “Whiskey Lullaby”

“You taste like my Waverly again”

Talks Machina Summary - Episode 98
  • Everyone is super excited about the Critical Role Hamilton fan-project, and everyone is tempted to secretly audition for their characters.
  • Liam got Laura a quiver for her birthday, as well as an old copy of Twelfth Night and feathers for her hair. Brian: “Can we give this away for gif of the week?” Laura: “…no.”
  • Vax would happily stay retired, given the choice.
  • Vex is “a little fucked up” after seeing Keyleth die. That’s what made her start thinking of and worrying about Scanlan again.
  • The betta fish from last week has been moved into a big tank and is doing great.
  • Marisha: “Keyleth’s a jumper, she likes jumping. She’s still gonna be a jumper, that isn’t gonna change.”
  • Marisha and Laura have both put some thought into DMing.
  • Liam thinks of his Luck feat as the Raven Queen occasionally guiding him past potholes.
  • Laura is terrified any time Vex has to negotiate and always feels the pressure.
  • Liam purposely made a character for the next campaign who never has to be cool or confident, because it’s so stressful. Marisha, on the other hand, is gonna be “a cool… dick” next time.
  • Laura: “Taliesin has the ability to be slick and eloquent on the fly.” Marisha: “He’s cool and it’s not a big deal, it’s not fair!” Liam mentions that he’s always cool and collected even when things go wrong. Brian points out that it’s in line with what Taliesin’s said about Percy having sort of a teenage mentality.
  • Asked about Percy and Vax’s renewed friendship, Liam talks about how it’s softened over time. “I think people thought that Vax was angry longer than he actually was.” Vax knew that Percy titling Vex was a kind gesture made out of love, but was concerned about Vex’s reaction and the way she embraced it, that she might’ve bought into everything that was held over them over all those years. Vax’s reaction to the elves’ disdain was “fuck this bullshit”, whereas Vex’s reaction was “I want that,” and it worried him that she was still in that mindset. Liam emphasizes that any time Percy and Vax have an intense scene, he and Taliesin are giggling about it afterwards, and that Percy’s death wiped any remnants of the resentment between the characters away.
  • Vex is still haunted by the things Saundor said.
  • Often in their arguments, Marisha agrees with Percy and Taliesin agrees with Keyleth, and they have to play against type.
  • Keyleth acts a lot out of the knowledge that she’ll still be around in centuries to see the long-term consequences, but she’s also starting to learn to be more diplomatic, less self-righteous, and a bit more world-weary.
  • Vax is going to keep leveling in Paladin and likely won’t take more levels in Rogue. “He’s married to the Raven Queen at this point.”
  • Marisha talks about how she loves when Laura and Liam bicker out-of-character and it mirrors their characters. Laura: “…I don’t know what you’re talking about, it’s always in character.”
  • Vex hasn’t owned up yet to reading the in-case-of-death letter Percy wrote.
  • After the year’s break, VM is now Keyleth’s permission to be silly. “I’m only a dumbass when I’m around these dumbasses.”
  • Vax thinks Scanlan’s not in any danger, and thinks they’re fated to wind up back together again. Vex knows about the drugs, and that’s given her cause for concern.
  • To help deal with the ridiculously long druid spell list, Marisha cuts some out that Keyleth wouldn’t use in an RP sense, but it’s still really difficult to stay on top of the absurd number she has to pick from.
  • Marisha realizes that Keyleth was alone when she put her hand into the orb and the others probably don’t realize that happened. She thinks her nat20 save on that occasion may have been the most important roll for her character. Asked about most important rolls, Liam goes with the Luck roll and “left” moment against Umbrasyl, and also the double-ones during the walk of shame. Laura goes with the double nat20s against the Briarwoods to rescue Vax, and her nat20 during Percy’s resurrection ritual.
  • For the Battle Royale, Keyleth and Grog are probably the big targets. Laura points out that the choice of map will make a big difference.

Talks Machina Becomes the Darkness:

  • Marisha hosts!
  • Asked if any of them have any weapons skills IRL: a lot of the group does archery in their backyards. Liam: “I have very few skills in general.” Everyone starts listing off his skills, which includes making great Pinterest boards. This leads to Laura talking about how she and Ashley are often on Pinterest at the same time even if she’s in New York. “Somewhere out there…”
  • Liam is distracted mid-answer by Laura’s burp. “That wasn’t too bad!” “Yes, but I am reminded of fifty other burps.”
  • A question is asked and… takes a while to get answered. Things go a little off the rails. Speed 2: Cruise Control. Keanu Reeves. Johnny Mnemonic.
  • Favorite low rolls: Keyleth getting arrested repeatedly. Vex falling off the broom. Liam brings up the ultimate: nat1 arrow through Scanlan’s neck during target practice.
  • The map of Emon on the wall of the set was dyed by Taliesin and framed by Laura. The barrel on the set was haggled for at a flea market by Laura.
  • Marisha: “Don’t forget to worry, it’s almost maybe Thursday.”

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2. “You’re too young to hate the world.”

Neil wasn’t particularly keen on doing talk shows, even though he wasn’t in hiding anymore, and even though Riko was no longer in the picture to make unexpected appearances and ruin everything. There are just some things that one never quite grows accustomed to, and putting on a friendly facade for the media is one of the things Neil knows he will never, ever get the hang of.

The whole lineup of the Foxes had been invited to TV shows all over the country to be interviewed after their historic defeat of the Ravens, and while Wymack got them out of most of them, there were some offers that he couldn’t back out of. Which is why on one particular Wednesday, the Foxes piled onto the bus to head to an afternoon interview with one of the most popular afternoon talk-show hosts in the Exy world.

“Now listen up you rascals,” Wymack hollered from the front of the bus once they had started moving, “don’t you even think about fucking around on this interview. If we want to boost our public image and show that we’re honorable athletes and competitors, be on your best behavior. Dan, you do most of the talking if you can help it. Kevin and Matt, you two back her up. Neil, I swear to god, if you even look like you’re going to be snide I will have you off that stage in three seconds flat.”

Neil, seated in the very back with Andrew at his side, nodded. He thought he could manage to keep quiet for a 20-minute segment, especially if there were eight other people up there with him.

He was wrong.

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Elaborately Engraved and Inlaid Four Barrel Swivel Breech Percussion Combination Gun by M. J. Whitmore of Potsdam, New York

from Rock Island Auctions

“M. J. Whitmore of Potsdam, New York, worked at the Wagon & Gun Shop and is believed to have been the man who trained Lewis L. Hepburn of Remington fame. He was one of the men listed on a breech loading patent in 1860 and also received a patent for a "clock, calendar.” Many of Whitmore’s surviving firearms utilize the swivel breech mechanism and have long metal actions like this example. Most, however, are over/under combination guns, but this unusual mid-19th century arm has four barrels. Three are .40 caliber and rifled and one is .410 caliber smoothbore. The paired rifle barrels share a blade front sight and adjustable notch rear sight, and the other rifled barrel and smoothbore barrel have individual sets of sights. All four barrels and the left side of the action at the wrist are stamped with “M. J. WHITMORE/POTSDAM N.Y.” The barrels have floral engraving patterns and the action has additional floral engraving as well as rural scenes and patriotic motifs. There is clever trap compartment in between the barrels that contains a wooden ramrod. The butt has numerous engraved German silver inlays, including a reposed stag, a cabin scene on the patch box door, a sun, and stars. The engraving and stock inlays are similar to known Whitmore rifles manufactured in Massachusetts by Nathaniel and Nathaniel Gilbert Whitmore and pictured in the included copy o the article “My Magnificent Whitmore” by David Wood, Jr. suggesting a family connection. N. G. Whitmore was the master armorer at Springfield Armory and also manufactured a very fine rifle for General Grant that was displayed at the Smithsonian.“

“In early December of ‘96, I was raking the blanket of leaves under a maple, getting the property ready for winter.

“Don’t pick the leaves up, please,” JonBenet begged me. “Leave them for me to play in.”

Well, I’m thinking, no way. My job is to pick them up, and that’s what I’m going to do.

“Last year my dad and I did that.” And then she said quietly, “I really miss him. I wish he was around more.”

“Where does he go?”

“I don’t know. But sometimes he goes away for a long time.

Then she started to cry, tears rolling down her face. I didnt know what to say - didn’t know enough about the situation, didn’t want to intrude or play counselor. It wasn’t my place. I changed the subject and started to rake again.

A moment later, I saw JonBenet was scooping up the leaves from the top of the barrel and hurling them over her head into the wind.

“Hey! Stop that! I yelled.

No, I want to play in ‘em!”

She was being kind of bratty. She had a bit of smart aleck in her. I grabbed the barrel and started running toward the compost pile. She chased after me, not about to give up her fun. I set the barrel down, and she dumped all of the leaves out. That made me angry - almost. but before long I made a game out of it. It was fun for both of us. That evening I left a big pile of leaves out front by the gutter for her to play in.

That was probably the last time I spoke to JonBenet. A few weeks later I took the morning paper from my front steps and saw it. I don’t even remember what the headlines said.“

- Brian Scott, the Ramsey’s groundskeeper

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Maybe a 'that's your gramps?!' Moment between Ace, Garp and the Whitebeard pirates? Or a 'how do you know each other?' With Shanks or Garp or Sabo and Ace and the Whitebeard pirates.

It starts with Shanks, who shows up forty-six days into Ace’s repeated attempts to murder Oyaji, stepping onto the deck and easily putting over half the crew to sleep without a thought and looking around like he’s searching for something.

“Hello Shanks,” Whitebeard states raising an eyebrow when Shanks looks around him and not at him. “Looking for something?”

“Yeah,” Shanks answers grinning and waving when he spots what he’s looking for, “Firecracker, there you are! I was worried when you went missing.”

Ace, who appears from behind a set of barrels with a long sword, scowls, “You gave away my newest attempt!”

“But firecracker,” Shanks whines. “I was worried about you! You didn’t send a note, you didn’t call, how was I suppose to know you were okay?”

“You could have just asked,” Ace mutters dropping the sword into Vista’s outstretched hand and hurrying to hug Shanks. “You’ve ruined my attempt and now I have to try again later.”

Shanks laughs, hugging Ace tightly, “I’m glad you’re alright, rumor says that you were dead. I was worried.”

Ace snorts, “I’m not going to be killed that easy, Shanks.”

“You say that, but I’m still going to worry about you.”

Whitebeard clears his throat, “You know each other?”

“You mean me and Ace?” Shanks asks grinning at Whitebeard like he has a secret, smug and tugging Ace closer. “We go way back.”

“Stop teasing people, Shanks.”

“His little brother is the one that I told you about years ago, Ace is a cutie though and if I adopt one, I might as well adopt both. Jealous?”

Marco bites his tongue, bites back the answer on the tip of his tongue and hurries below deck

“Are you going to come home with me?” Marco hears before he vanishes below deck. “We have space on the Red Force.”

“I”m not done here just yet.”

Marco isn’t sure why he feels relieved by that simple sentence.


Ace has been a member of the crew for three weeks when the Melody appears on the horizon and vanishes. Marco looks everywhere for him, searching for him to drag him back out for the fun, almost celebratory, fight for his agreement to join them.

He doesn’t understand what’s going on until Garp steps on board and frowns at his father, “Where is he?”

“He?” Whitebeard asks raising an eyebrow. “He who?”

“Don’t play the fool, Shanks told me that the brat was here. I’m just here to check up on him. Make sure that you aren’t hurting him. I promised his mom that much.”

“I’M FINE, GO AWAY!”

Garp laughs, “There you are brat! Get out here so that I can see you.”

“NO!”

“Oh?” Garp stalks over to the nearest vent, peering into it, “Found you.”

Ace mutters darkly, scrambling out of the vent and scooting back from Garp instead of towards him, “You can see me.” He shouts when Garp’s fist slams into his head, “What the hell was that for?”

“I raised you to be a marine, not to be a stupid pirate,” Garp musses his hair. “I’m proud of you too.”

“I hate you!”

Garp laughs, “I love you too, brat.”

“Ace, you know Garp?” Marco asks curiously.

“My gramps,” Ace mutters, held tightly in a hug. “Let me go! Pervert!”

“Why I ought’a-”


“ACE!”

Marco is done, he’s done. Ace knows far too many people. He doesn’t understand how this kid, who hated everyone when he had arrived could be so excited to see other people when he had taken forever to warm up to them.

“SABO! Marco, it’s Sabo!” Ace shouts excited. “Sabo!”

Marco grins, because Ace has mentioned this one. his brother, one of the two that Ace talks about all the time.

“Ace!”

He might actually like this one.