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The suit and wing-drapes had been specially tailored to completely cover the white feathers on his neck and chest. Swathes of black velvet fell over his shoulders, clipped to his wing-wrists and blending into his glossy feathers.
Mumbo tugged on the cuff of his sleeve, shifting slightly. He felt… dishonest. He was lying, kind of. Just a little bit. He had been promised in marriage as a true-blooded prince of Corvus, not a white-feathered half-breed.
Admittedly, getting married off to a foreigner was probably the only good thing he could do for Corvus now. He just hoped the Xanths wouldn't be too offended by the deception.
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Or: the Arranged Marriage AU that nobody (except my Random AU Generator) asked for.Series
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A single glance was enough for anyone to know that Zedaph was not an ordinary demon. With Impulse walking in front of him, he was unlikely to be accosted about it, but everyone and their mother would be watching him, judging him, and trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with him.
In all honesty, Zedaph didn't know himself.
Or: Zedaph’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. …and journey of self-discovery.
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Wels slowed once he had gotten over the strip of no-man’s land. The buildings on this side looked just the same as the familiar ones in Ender territory, the same gray stone and shingled roofs. But at the same time, they were strange and unfamiliar. Wels didn’t recognize them, didn’t know immediately where he was and what was around him. He could barely even tell which way was up with the way his vision was fuzzing in and out.
Famously, where most Families had large, elaborate compounds as the center of their operations, the Hermits frequented a relatively small café as their central base. Wels only knew about it in passing, and the name had stuck in his head as a bit ridiculous. He had no idea how to actually find the place, or if he’d even be allowed to approach it without getting shot.
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Or: Wels is accused of treachery and violently evicted from his Family, the Enders. He manages to make it to Hermit territory in one piece, but now the question is whether he'll survive the Hermits, a famously volatile, incredibly dangerous Family.Series
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Hand over hand, toes gripping the rough pattern in the weave. Ropes shuddered and swayed underneath them, even more so as the second wave of swimmers started climbing. Impulse dug his claws into the gaps in the rope, scaling it just a touch faster than Cub, who was on the line next to him.
A sharp squawk, like a seagull’s call, and they leapt onto the deck. Nobody said a word, nobody stepped louder than a whisper, nobody even breathed.
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Or: the Hermits are old hands at raiding human ships. The most recent one actually manages to surprise them.Series
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“Why are they so…” Tango paused, unsure how to word his question.
“Wary of us?” Grian filled in for him, glancing at another group of people who were walking away just a little faster than was standard.
Tango nodded.
“Not all places treat mages the same way Craeft does,” Grian said bluntly.
“But this is Terar!” Tango exclaimed, “the land of magic! Surely, they must…”
Grian was already shaking his head. “They have enough magic to know better. Mages, in Terar, are linked irrevocably to the monsters. Familiars can be the same monsters that invade towns at night or carry off unwary children.”
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Or: Tango needs to find his familiar to stabilize his magic. That entails traveling to an infamously anti-magic country with nothing but a fellow hermit, Grian's own gremlin of a familiar, and a magical compass.Series