Rena

Joined August 2021

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*Bard will be resume on May 25*

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Bard: Chapter 33
Trista woke in the dim pre-dawn light with a gnawing sense of dread. The festival loomed, and she wasn’t ready. She didn’t think she would ever be ready. The piece sounded fine, and she could play it almost without thinking now, certainly without looking at the notes, but the idea of being watched by so many people, of drawing attention…
By Renaabout a month ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 32
In the week since he’d started on the night watch, Liam had seen the boy in lock up three times. He was there again, curled into a ball in the back corner, either sleeping or pretending to be asleep. The others in the cell left him alone. As far as Liam knew, he didn’t talk to anyone, and had staunchly refused to give the guards any information at all. They didn’t know what part of town he was from–he’d been picked up in a different place every time–and they didn’t know if he had any family to speak of.
By Renaabout a month ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 31
“Laura…” Trista asked slowly. “What is it we’re doing exactly?” “Just watching,” Laura replied evenly. She picked up her coffee and took a sip, keeping one eye on the pair of guards standing watch across the square. One of them was Travis.
By Rena2 months ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 30
Trista stared at the list in abject horror. The New Year’s festival was only a week away, and her class had been practicing all winter to perform. Every class in every school of the bard’s college was preparing something for the festival. The music school would perform a series of songs, and a few select students would be showcased with solo parts.
By Rena2 months ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 29
The man’s face was as red as a beet. His eyes bulged with each shouted word, and veins stood out on his forehead and neck. Spit flew from his lips with each furious bellow. Liam stood a pace in front of him, keeping his expression impassive and making sure the shouting man didn’t get any closer to the woman Broff was talking to behind him.
By Rena2 months ago in Fiction
Riven: A Masterclass in Environmental Storytelling
It was not uncommon for computer games in the 90’s to give you little to work with as far as instructions. There might be an opening cinematic, and then you’d be dropped into the game and expected to find your way.
By Rena2 months ago in Gamers
Bard: Chapter 28
Laura moved through the library, pushing a cart. Mildred, one of the librarians, walked with her. As they passed along each shelf, replacing books that had been taken down for borrowing or studying, Mildred explained how they were organized, and how to find where things belonged. There were dozens of different collections and systems to be learned, and even after a few weeks of following the librarians and being shown the ropes, Laura felt like she had barely begun to understand them.
By Rena3 months ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 27
Liam listened as Trista told them of her atrocities, and they were atrocities. She’d unmasked, setting her pin on the table in front of them before folding her shaking hands on her lap and beginning the long, terrible account of her life before she’d met them.
By Rena3 months ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 26
We’re family, Laura had said. There was a part of Trista that was so happy she could sing, and another that felt she had participated in some horrible deception.
By Rena3 months ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter 25
Laura shuffled through their few belongings, putting together whatever she wouldn’t like to lose, and packaging up provisions. It was still dark outside, the sky outside their window still dotted with stars. She hadn’t slept. Instead she had spent the night anxiously watching Liam and Trista sleep, and weighing their options. None of them looked good.
By Rena3 months ago in Fiction
Crazy Cake
You ever wanted to spend an evening on the couch eating an entire chocolate cake with your hands? That’s what I’m doing tonight!
By Rena3 months ago in Feast
Bard: Chapter 24
“What the fuck did you say to her?” Liam demanded without preamble. “You must be the other friend,” the grandmaster said dismissively, lounging by the fire, unbothered that his door had been kicked in. “Exactly what I’d expect from someone who consorts with demons.”
By Rena3 months ago in Fiction

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Bard: Chapter 33

Bard: Chapter 32

Bard: Chapter 31

Bard: Chapter 30

Bard: Chapter 29

Riven: A Masterclass in Environmental Storytelling

Bard: Chapter 28

Bard: Chapter 27

Bard: Chapter 26

Bard: Chapter 25

Crazy Cake

Bard: Chapter 24

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