About Tower Curator
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No longer invisible, running through the streets with Fela and Izsha was sure to cause problems. In the past twenty minutes, their group had passed by a number of people. Not a one of whom had remained calm. They fled, ran indoors as fast as they could, or, in the case of one old woman, simply fainted. Alyssa didn’t bother trying to stop them to explain. Not only would it have taken far too much time, time Alyssa didn’t have, but it was for their own good as well. On a night like tonight, indoors was…-
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“Don’t engage,” Alyssa said as loudly as she dared. “Don’t attack. Don’t… You can see it, right?” “What in Tenebrael’s name is that?” Trik whispered. It wasn’t a direct answer to Alyssa’s question, but it was answer enough. “A Patience.” A member of the Astral Authority right in the middle of the city. It wasn’t doing anything obviously related to hunting Tenebrael, but maybe that shouldn’t be a surprise. Their original purpose was to hunt demons and fallen angels.…
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Running through the city on Izsha’s back would have been far more freeing if not for the need for stealth. Even though night had fallen, people were still out on the streets. Not as many as during the day, but this was prime time for farmers to visit taverns and inns for a quick evening meal and maybe some entertainment. Unfortunately for some, one particular tavern was missing their rock star of a lute player tonight. “Find anything? Oxart is asking again.” “Not yet,” Alyssa said, holding…
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“Message. Brakkt. Three guards at the south east city gate are dead. It looks like they slit their own throats.” Alyssa would have misjudged the situation completely if it weren’t for one of them still gripping a bloodied dagger. Perhaps he had been trying to fight off an assailant, but it didn’t really look like that. Alyssa was not a forensic expert. She couldn’t even consider herself a forensic novice. But when a man slumped up against a wall had the tip of his dagger pointed at him and a…
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“Smells like burnt chicken,” Alyssa said, waving her hand back and forth in front of her face. It didn’t help. The air was so saturated with the smell that a little fanning didn’t do a thing. She supposed it could have been worse. It was still rank. Brakkt didn’t comment on the smell as he stared down into the ten foot deep hole from the lip of the crater. He had his enchanted sword drawn, but the tip was down and to the side. He clearly wasn’t poised to use it. Alyssa had her pistol out…
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Alyssa saw her first member of the Astral Authority two weeks after encountering Iosefael. It had started out as a normal day. In the morning, she picked up a fresh batch of potions to be delivered. Some, she had even made herself. The Observatorium had ordered a small shipment of Tzheitza's counter-demon potion. They had wanted some months ago, but Tzheitza and the Pharaoh had denied them, citing a scarcity of resources. Iosefael donating a whole sack of feathers alleviated that scarcity enough for her…
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Alyssa stepped into the palace stables, exiting a shimmering portal. She barely managed to drag Iosefael through before the rippling liquid dispersed into the air. Tenebrael had ended up allowing Alyssa to leave the little box without any trouble. More surprising, she allowed Iosefael to leave. It was a close thing, but it had to have been intentional. The portal only collapsed after getting the angel out. In contrast, the other portal was still up and running. All the draken were on this side, even…
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Alyssa couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. Not at the prospect of talking with an angel. Definitely not. Not only had she spoken with angels in general before, but she had spoken to this one. There really wasn't anything special about angels. Aside from the deity-tier power that they wielded. But they weren't supposed to wield that at her, so everything should be just fine. No. It wasn’t Iosefael making her nervous. It was the other side of the portal. When Alyssa had prayed—asked for a…
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“Oh good. The palace isn’t on fire,” Kasita said as she emerged from the portal. Alyssa and Irulon, the only other two through the portal at the moment, stopped and stared. They certainly were in the palace. It certainly wasn’t on fire. As soon as everyone else was through the portal, a full three days of travel time would have been sliced off their journey. That wasn’t the best part, in Alyssa’s opinion. The best part of the portal was that she didn’t have to go past Teneville again.…
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Waking up in her own bed should have been a familiar comfort. It wasn’t. She had figured it out. What had been bothering her. The lack of familiarity wasn’t just because she had a hellhound curled up at the foot of her bed. Kasita sitting in the chair, playing a game on Clark’s old computer wasn’t the problem either. They were certainly differences to what she remembered, but they weren’t the real problem. Maybe contributors. But, in some strange way, they were actually the most familiar…
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