"Ladies, this is revolution . While care and caution are taken most seriously, there are no guaruntees. In the meantime, you have made this place your home and we shall respect that, but know there is serious danger in living here. Should the guards find this place. . ." Rivos shrugged. "You may use ...

Rivos' eyes gleamed. Pride, perhaps, excitement surely -- but there was something deeper in his eyes, more primal. Paragon meant more to him then simple rebellion. There was more at stake for him, personally, than the fate of the city and his place within it. For a moment, fey longing flashed across ...

"That's just some bitch," Balut supplied helpfully, though his eyes were dark. "Ain't right how people're treated, no matter who they come from."

"Yes, and though corruption shall always exist, the brutality displayed by Marn is exceptional. Not even the darkest provinces in Eyropa treat their ...

"Carefully," Rivos said, giving Breda a considering look. His day had brightened considerably, but long years of patience and caution held his tongue when he might otherwise have blithely answered the lady's question.

An idea struck him, and he opened his satchel, pulling out first a pristine copy ...

"That was the start, as -- "

"You got to start a fire in people," Balut interrupted, breaking from the door to move towards the two women, the sullenness he'd displayed melting into a sudden intensity. "You got to build it careful, real delicate, until it's too big to put out. Then you got to give ...

Freedom fighters. Rivos smiled hesitantly, but there was a genuine spark of excitement that lit in his eyes. "The people in Marn are not slaves, not particularly, nor captives of any kind --"
"'Cept by being dirt poor," Balut interjected, and there was a darkness in him to rival the brightness in ...

As Breda and Aura went to the bed, Vulkovich dashed around Rivos and down into the depths of the basement. Rivos watched him go with a rueful smile, while Balut snorted and chuckled openly. The crippled man went to the doorway, closing it with his single hand and leaning casually against it. Rivos ...

Vulkovich radiated a contrasting disdain of his own that was built upon the bricks of affluence and smeared with a vain and intellectual mortar. He did not make grand gestures, but all the same the feel of it suffused the air around him as he took a few steps forward, and then a few steps more. He ...

The corners of Rivos' lips deepened in a not unpleasant expression as Aura revealed herself. He let the silence stretch, such as it was, until a second woman charged up the stairs like an angry bull. In the wake of those words, Rivos remained silent. A half-smile, indulgent and condescending, was ...

The day was bright and cheery, which made holding a grudge difficult. Rivos managed it will enough, having only to look at his two companions as they strode through the woods to relive the scolding he'd received late the previous night. Rivos was a right good paperman, having penned near half the ...