About Tower Curator
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The apophis was… long. Really long. About as long as a freight train… Though given that freight trains could have a variable number of cars, that probably wasn’t a very good descriptor. Regardless, it was far larger than Alyssa would have expected after hearing Rokien’s statement about it being able to fit into a hut. Yet it wouldn’t reach even a quarter of the distance from the monster camp to the city as Brakkt had suggested. It did seem longer than the shed skin, though a bit smaller in…-
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Izsha and Dasca took off without Alyssa needing to say a word. Fela chased after on foot, trailing slightly behind. They charged through the tunnel of shed skin. Even the normally smooth Izsha was bouncing up and down enough that Alyssa had to keep her head down to avoid hitting the top. She wasn’t sure just how tough the shed skin actually was. It might shatter if she hit it. But, at the same time, it might shatter her neck. Or skull. At least there weren’t any low-hanging obstacles. No…
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“Alright. At least you’re answering your phone. It isn’t like a vital emergency, but…” Alyssa trailed off in her conversation, glancing to one side. Irulon was poking around the markets, fresh notebook under one arm, looking for anything that caught her eye. “I’m sure your most devout follower would appreciate some urgency.” “Tell her not to fear. I won’t abandon her. We’ll be ready long before any crucial moment has passed.” Alyssa wasn’t so sure that Tenebrael could…
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“It’s really my own selfish desire,” Irulon said. She sat at her desk in her quarters, looking over her notebook without writing in it. It was the first time Alyssa had seen her not write since she had taken up the pen immediately following their return from dealing with the Astral Authority. Every single morning, Alyssa checked in on her, asked if there was anything Irulon needed from her, and then went about with her own tasks for the day when she was inevitably rejected. Which was why she had…
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“Traitorous scum!” Alyssa sighed. She was about done listening to this guy. From the intelligencer, she knew that he was a mercenary, a hired bounty hunter. She knew his mission was to kidnap some of the monsters from the camp for Yora. After an hour of trying to get some information out of him, she hadn’t learned what had actually happened to his fellow bounty hunters, but she really didn’t need to. Tenebrael was back in play. Once she picked up her little black book from Iosefael, Alyssa could…
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Alyssa took a seat for what felt like the first time since she woke up this morning. Her thighs didn’t feel particularly great at the moment and the less said about the soles of her feet, the better. Her old boots, the military boots she had been using since she first arrived in this world, were still around, but Alyssa had started worrying that they might not have the lifespan that she needed them to have. They were already fairly old, having been her mother’s service boots from before she left the…
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“So, first thing first I guess… I am assuming because you are here that you got rid of the Astral Authority?” Alyssa said as she walked along the street. She would have liked to have had this conversation in a bit of a more relaxed situation. She didn’t have to talk with Tenebrael over tea and crumpets, but standing around on the street able to talk face-to-face would have been nice. But she had other work to do and not a lot of time to do it in. She could have asked Tenebrael if she would stop…
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There were no assassins for the entire night. Not a single one. Kind of a let down after all the preparation that Alyssa made. Disturbing Fela and Kasita to have a slumber party in a filthy jail cell—there was a vacant room opposite from the intelligencer that Alyssa had asked to use for the night—had been entirely unnecessary. Not that either of them seemed to mind. Really, it was just Alyssa who had been grumpy about it all, despite it being her own idea. The intelligencer hadn’t been all that…
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The intelligencer had been far less useful than Alyssa had been hoping for. She could honestly not tell if she was being lied to or if the intelligencer genuinely didn’t know anything about the group of people. Alyssa had presented the idea that the people were still alive and had simply been detained in the hopes that the intelligencer would worry that one might betray Yora if pressed, but… In short, the intelligencer had done nothing but deny, deny, and deny. She didn’t know anything. She…
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“Going somewhere?” Alyssa asked as she tapped her knuckles on the open door of Volta’s office. The doppelganger was inside, placing some items into a large trunk. Most of the items seemed to be raw materials. Rolls of cloth, mostly. There were a few other odds and ends as well. Cardstock for spells as well as vials of ink, a fairly thick blanket, and a few changes of clothes—which was somewhat strange as Volta’s clone appeared with clothes already on it. Then again, maybe the clothes were for…
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