Homestuck Bard Novels & Stories

), the Decarabian 's former lover Amos, and the Red-haired Warrior, when Clan Brunilderin, led by his current namesake Brunilderin, also takes part in the battle. In which Decarabian is killed in battle, just like Amos in which the Nameless Bard, as the Decarabian dies, Barbatos is elevated to godhood, in which he uses his newfound powers to create a ship in the form of the Nameless. Bard and takes him. the bow in honor of Amos.

He didn't have eyes; he had two glowing, violet "Barcodes." "The Collector is a 'High Roller' with no taste," the Barcode-Man said, his voice sounding like a thousand glass bells. "If you want to truly 'Heresy' the system, you need the 'Merchant of Shards'."

He takes a swig of the rum before closing the cap and looming his gaze on the small imp-like man. “Catch!” The deckhand tosses the flask at the empty hand of Lard. Without looking he is able to catch the drink container in his hand and then places it back into his bag. Next, he uses the same hand to lick at his fingers and turn the page of his book. “You ever stop reading?” Gardax speaks in a sullied manner but Lard does not seem to mind. The smaller figure looms his gaze at his higher-ranking comrade and shrugs his tiny shoulders. “No. should I not? This world we inhabit sucks harder than a whore slurping a goat cock that comes coin. Why the hell wouldn’t I want an escape?” Gardax shrugs hi

“I understand the weight on Harper’s shoulders. She desires the most elite training for her kin, but the distance between the Silver Ridge and the Southern Territories is a chasm of worry.” “She is the paragon of a pack-sister. Were I in Harper’s furs, I doubt I could show such devotion.” “That is precisely why she ascended to the rank of High Bard. Her spirit is incredibly tempered.” “I am truly haunted by the fate of Harper’s sister. She has not thrived since crossing the borders…”

Just like Zora Wood and Aaron, she is always the redundant one. "I can help you." Bard turned around and start the car. "Ah?" Ada Wood doesn't know what Bard Hunter means. "They won't get married." The car drove by Aaron and Yvette.Bard glanced at the two,his mouth corners had a mysterious angel. . "Thank you for your kindness. I didn't want to break them up. I just wanted to start my life again." Ada Wood really doesn't want to continue to tangle. It's not good for anyone to go on like this. She has decided to leave here with Viola, wherever she goes, as long as she can leave her.

He saw Drake as the younger sibling he never had and he had grown to like the rogue very much. Skyler closed his eyes and inhaled deep breaths to soothe his anger before opening them and staring at the empty space. Meanwhile, Xander had just woken up from his short nap, his yellow eyes staring around his room like the place was foreign. After being weakened by the spell that the witch casted on him, Bardulf woke up as a rapacious ravenous wolf and he craves nothing other than fresh blood. Getting up from the bed, he made his way to the door and opened it, walking out of the room and quickly walking away from the corridor and he headed towards the passage that was less crowded by park members

There's a picture of Lanton's godfather at the top of the stairs that he looks up to eventually. There are two speeches. One made by Daud, the other by Lanton. One emphasizes Hector's great achievements, the other emphasizes what an amazing human being he was. In neither I feel a good truth, because if Hector was Lanton's godfather and a good friend of Daud, it means he was also part of this dirty underworld that is the mafia.

Barded twisted a smirk, raising his eyebrows. This stupid guy’s trying to get into her again, Larice noticed. “It’s none of your concern, Barded,” she replied with a glare. “It’s none of OUR concern?” He looked around. “Isn’t it our concern to have a member, a fool who only wastes her time being here … when she’s even scared of the enemies we’re fighting against?” He shifted his glance at Arien Homeli. “Grand Arien, this coward brings shame to our flag in front of the Dravalon Empire. Why’s there no one doing anything? We all know she’s scared of fire—“

Despite his condition, he had hastened to aid me upon grasping the situation. His gesture warmed my heart, helping me regain some semblance of composure. "You've assisted me greatly. I'll always carry this debt in my heart. Whatever troubles you face, know that I'm here to help, even if it defies the Alpha's wishes," Bard spoke solemnly, his towering stature and unwavering commitment instilling a sense of security within me. With gratitude, I wiped away tears with the back of my hand. "I'm going to save my father out."

[ELARA] The bard is not the same man today. Had no one told me it was him—and had I not watched him so closely the night before—I might’ve sworn it was someone else entirely. I suppose madness does that. Warps a person from the inside out. Just last night, he was dressed in fine silks, the very picture of elegance and confidence—charming enough to rival Magnus at his most dazzling. Now? He’s tied to a pillar in Thornhall’s courtyard like a spectacle.