About Tower Curator
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As Ilya stepped into the main chamber of the palace, her eyes were immediately drawn to the intricate patterns adorning the vaulted ceilings. Dozens of small tiles formed large, decorative circles and waves with swirling motifs of gold. The room was vast and wealthy. Rich tapestries hung from the walls, each telling the tale of Evestani victories and prosperity in golden thread, now overshadowed by the banners of the Greater Kingdom of Chernlock. A faint scent of incense lingered in the air, barely…-
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Watching Agnete work was something of a wonder for Arkk. Without even a slight incantation, a wall of flame moved forward. The dust and debris in the collapsed rooms burned away completely. Stone walls, scorched first by the explosion, blackened completely as the fire swept through. The air cleared up with the dust burned away, allowing them to see into the trapped rooms. Arkk stood well back from Agnete and was still overheating. A spell Priscilla taught him was helping a little, but not enough. He…
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Primvila stretched her leathery wings wide, angling to catch an updraft. Normally, she enjoyed flying. As a syren, most people who lived on the ground didn’t take too kindly to her presence. Syren voices carried a certain type of magic that made their words more appealing to those who heard them sing. It was nowhere close to the mind magics that Savren got up to, yet people—humans especially—generally looked at her with ire and suspicion. Humans didn’t fly. That meant she could stay in the air…
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Something was wrong. The Empress sighed, finger pressed against her temple as she leaned against her armrest. Something was off. Everything had been going well enough, considering the lack of resources she had to work with. Thanks to information from her luminous counterpart, she knew where the fortress was. She had been able to lay siege with only her airships. The attack must have taken the Keeper by surprise; there were holes in the fortress everywhere within the so-called Cursed…
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“Those lenses should help,” Lyra Zann said as she rummaged about in a far corner of the room, waving a hand vaguely toward a pair of glasses sitting atop the desk. The hidden library within the Chernlock Grand Archives had changed since the last time Darius saw it. The desk he had once used was now covered in books, as were the surrounding shelves and even the floor. Books weren’t exactly a strange sight in a library, but they hadn’t been here before. Darius Vrox pulled a pair of tomes off a…
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Sylvara and Hannah aimed, pointing their arms above their heads at the circling airships. Neither enacted their magic. They held off, waiting as Lelith moved about, minutely adjusting the exact position of their arms. The dark elf squinted up into the sky, consulted with a crystal ball, readjusted their arms, and held up a finger of her own. “Hold,” she said, eyes glued to her crystal ball. “Ready… Now!” Twin waves of multicolored light oscillated through the air. Unlike most spells, there…
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The Maze had rapidly grown more and more uncomfortable. Ever since reaching the portal, it felt like the air had shifted. Some aura seeped into the land, like an observer, constantly breathing down on them as it watched from an outside perspective. The few lesser servants he had sent around to explore and safeguard the area surrounding the portal, those not connected to the larger mass, vanished almost instantly. As if that observer were actively upset at their efforts to remain together and was pushing…
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“Have you been able to take any readings of ambient magic?” Arkk asked as he and his tethered group walked along a line of lesser servants. They all made sure to keep in physical contact with the servants at all times. So far, no one had gotten lost in the Maze which, given the scattered lesser servants who felt right next to each other yet couldn’t find one another, seemed more like a miracle than not. Yet it couldn’t be a miracle. Not when the god of this realm was the one pushing them…
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“My plan worked,” Arkk announced to the silent darkness. “The avatar is dead.” Zullie turned away from her work, lifting an eyebrow. “Your plan?” Arkk let out a small sigh. “My plan, you and Sylvara’s efforts in making that effigy, Lexa’s efforts in actually getting it to the avatar, and Savren trapping the avatar’s mind solely in the host he was inhabiting. Whatever you want to call it, it worked.” “Permanently?” “I’d hope so. I think Savren is trying to…
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Golden eyes looked over a golden battlefield. Streaks of color lined everything. The grass, the trees, the soldiers. Even his host body now sported a thin stripe of gold from hip to shoulder. It was a wonder this body hadn’t been bisected, though he did suppose it was a lucky break. Switching bodies would have been a waste of his efforts. The startled, frozen battle didn’t remain paused for long. A dazzling display of magical might should have seen his enemies surrendering immediately and…
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