As Dianelopa hasn't been seen for quite some time, Morry is available for plotting.

Morry is in Marn or Shim and is happy to do whatever seedy, illegal thing needs being done. He's very easily manipulated because nobody likes him, so show him the tiniest bit of kindness and he'll be your loyal wolf ...

Pity. He could see it in her eyes. Though pity was something he seemed to hunger for, he appeared to dislike it. He was constantly fishing for it, yet he never seemed to enjoy basking in its sad little light. He listened to her, and wanted to hate her voice. He wished that she could sound like an ...

"Benjamin?" Morry tried to remember the name, but his memory had never been perfect. Perhaps it had been the elf, the one who had mentioned the box that day in the woods.

His body moved back and forth oddly, and his frown deepened. He did not believe her. That, or he did not want to believe her ...

Morry didn't look up as Thad's chair squealed backward and he left the tavern. He waited for the sound of the wooden door shutting before he looked up again, just in time for the barmaid to bring him a pint of ale. It was his first, and certainly not his last, of the night. The tavern would serve ...

Even though he wasn't wolf, and had lost his superior sense of smell, he could smell the fear dripping from Thad. He was sure that the thief was afraid of him, perhaps because he had witnessed what Morry was capable of when his human mind was tainted with the beast within. Thad's eyes were wide, the ...

Morry couldn't tell if it was smugness, or just ignorance that was plastered across Thad's face. The thief was frowning lightly, not looking at Morry, staring at an empty glass in front of him. At Morry's tensing, he didn't react. Instead the thief idly began to play with the pint glass, tipping it ...

Oh no..

I'm so sorry for your loss. Take all the time you need. Roleplay always comes second to real life.

"Uh," he murmured, unsure of whether or not to lie to him. Despite having food and drink thrown at him, Morry had very little trust of the dwarf. He had very little trust for the majority of people, because he knew the majority of people to be complete scum. It had been a very long time since he had ...

Illae was shooed, and Morry watched her go, snickering at the dwarf's joke. "Surprised you didn't notice the theft mate, oldest trick in the book she pulled back there," he laughed. "Distractin' you with her titties while she stole shit." He'd loosened up a bit now that the food was settling in his ...

((Well Illae is gone so, I'ma post.))

"Steal? I didn't.." she started, and then looked at Allen with tension all over her body. She looked like she might explode then.

Morry looked at her, then at the apparently surprised dwarf, and burst into laughter. It was a loud, abhorrent noise, so loud that ...

The grey woman was trying to pester him still, buzzing around him and his charge much like a large insect. He was not used to being treated in such a way by any person, male or female. Having money and being large had its perks, one of them being that Mogan had a lot of influence on people in ...

As Mogan was walking toward the entry hall, his female charge at his side, another girl smashed into him from beside him. Like swatting a fly, he waved one of his hands over her head and used it to try to shove her by the shoulder out of his way. The grey girl made a little drunken sputter as he did ...

"Arthur!" Mr. Bengal shouted from the barkeep, punctuating the command with another, "Arthur!" The slow but steady murmur of dark and deceitful guests echoed a vibrato through the air. This was the midnight crowd, the ones who had fouled the city and its residents in unspeakable ways, along with ...

My plan was to set up Jayna to thieve Mogan next post. I'll have Morry wake up to give Thad something to do but the murder won't happen for another day or so, since he can't control his transformations.

"Is that why you have come here?" The sentence was awkward in the air, but it felt natural on his foreign lips. The girl swaggered and swayed in her seat, occasionally sloshing liquid into her pretty little mouth. Her look to him did not go unnoticed, and he grinned something of a flashy, toothy ...