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Those final words brought her forward progress to a halt, and she turned back around to face him. Her expression was almost perfectly impassive, save for the bite behind her eyes. As much as she wanted to be rid of him, she knew he spoke sense. This place was far different to the sparsely...

"That would make us both poachers, then." There were hidden implications to her words if he looked a bit deeper, not that she attempted to keep them any secret. This land was no more his than it was hers - but at least she had some claim by merit of having existed on the continent before his...

Even without heightened senses, it was difficult to miss the only other footsteps on an otherwise empty stretch of road. With them, she heard him approach moments before he spoke, stopping when he finally did and turning to face him. What greeted her was something that reminded her briefly of...

Concrete cracked as she hammered it with her fists, forcing her fingers into the crevices and tearing her way from beneath the earth, stone falling from her grasp as she pulled herself up to the surface. Dirt fell from her hair and clothing, and she brushed it from her tunic, combing her fingers...

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Character Info Name: Kaiennenhawi (lit: she carries her footsteps); Abigail Waters (Anglicized name) Age: Appears to be early/mid 20s (Embraced 1126 CE) // 7th generation (8 generations removed from Caine) Gender: Female (she/her) Clan: Masquerades as Ventrue Sect: Independent Disciplines...