Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Eighteen

When asterbury released his hand and stood, mirelle realized the va'chaak's hand had healed just the same. mirelle just stared. earlier, when asterbury cut his hand before the dragon, she thought it an illusion, a parlor trick.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Seven

asterbury…" “i'm busy, aylaryl." asterbury waved her off. “why is there a dancing, headless skeleton behind you?" asterbury stopped. something shifted in his head, shrinking away, and the music died.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Two

asterbury bared his fangs in a snarling grin, half twisted glee, half horrified confusion. “neither can i! not that it matters. i'm asterbury, now. _lord_ asterbury." he took a step towards jekk, lifting the dagger he'd stolen from mirelle.

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A Contractually Obligated Christmas

asterbury, asterbury, asterbury!" for a moment, nothing happened. then a low scream echoed through the airport, starting in the distance, getting closer and closer. all at once asterbury crashed through the ceiling.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Seventeen

asterbury splayed his ears, flourishing a hand. “not by myself!” “revaramek, just roast this crazy little rat-dog!” “now that’s just racist, mirelle.” asterbury took a step towards her. revaramek lifted a forepaw and backed mirelle away from him.

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Another Stupid Christmas Story

asterbury shrugged, turning away. “hobos, mostly." “what?!" the coyote gasped, grabbing asterbury's shoulders. “you've been murdering hobos!" “of course not!" asterbury beamed at the coyote over his shoulder.

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Christmas Chaos - A Hilarious Holiday Adventure

asterbury smiled. yes, that was better. when the man took off running again, asterbury let him go. just as before, he slipped on the rug and knocked himself out against the front door. asterbury waited, swiveling his ears.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Forty Six

If the storyteller could unknowingly give his power to another, and asterbury was descended from the storyteller, then maybe asterbury could give his powers away, too.

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A Magically Medical Christmas

asterbury bent over, suckling the end of his candy cane whilst still positioning it at his crotch. “dr. look what i can do!" “goddamn it, asterbury." “i dunno…" asterbury straightened back up. “dr. goddamn it asterbury is kind of a mouthful, yanno?

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Jingle All The Coyote

He glanced over to asterbury. "say, you wanna take that out of the hall?" "oh sure, old pal." asterbury pulled open a closet door.

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Revaramek the Resplendent: Chapter Sixty Nine

Without asterbury to deal with, maybe they could even make peace with the rest of the marsh's inhabitants. "asterbury." when he murmured the name aloud, it left a bitter taste on his tongue.

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