City of Light: Chapter 30
"i won't deceive you about your chances," suntail had crooned, gripping the half-elf's chin and compelling her to meet those amber seas of cruelty.
Kingdom Hearts: Shadows of Birth - Chapter 4
**Shadows of Birth Chapter Four - Alike, Yet So Different** Staring out at the vast sea, Consus watched as the sun was setting below the horizon. He had thought about the battle with Venair. _Another Deathbringer... But is that what a...
Kingdom Hearts: Shadows of Birth - Chapter 7
**Shadows of Birth Chapter Seven - Spark of Hope** It took them almost three times as long to get back to the house than it did to get to the cave. Once the group reached the humble abode, almost all of them were about to pass out. There were...
The Messengers 2
The queen of the kobolds nodded upon hearing all of this and waves her hand. “Yes, yes, I've heard that all before. Well, it seems like she is she whom you seek, but I'm afraid that she isn't here right now." “But… where is she, then?" the dwarf...
The Kobold's Dream 2
He was an elf, or rather, a half-elf.
Jack: Rexi and Talon -- 06 Rexi
He'd be out of his element trying to put a half-elf back. which, of course, left the hobgoblins.
The Cursed Assignment
Tags: f/solo, cursed item, half-elf, d&d, transformation, minor shifts, curse play, figuring it out, dragonborn, minotaur,
A Dungeon's Reward
Her feet were huge compared to the once half-elf! lilah let out a mental moan, unable to speak. the foot absorbed her body, but she didn't feel herself vanishing.
Fray - Panryn's first combat (excerpt)
The half-elf heard the crowd cheer with more vigour than before, signalling the victory of one of the gladiators.
Kingdom Hearts: Shadows of Birth - Chapter 5
**Shadows of Birth Chapter Five - A Dragon's Bond** After several hours of flight, Consus soon stood just outside the wide forest. It was too thick to try to get in from the top, so the old fashioned way would have to do. Stepping into the musky...
Miranda's Ognesha Memories 2
The cries of gulls and the shouts of sailors fill the salt-stirred air of the Anteronian docks. Miranda stands with her shoulders back and arms behind her, dressed in a seafarer’s coat, leggings, and boots. She looks towards the small sailing vessel...
The Kobold and the Prince
Scurry trembled before the half elf noble, though not in fear as his hand remained resting so lightly against her face. "if there is... a-anything i can do. for your friends. but... f-for you in particular, my prince..."