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Agnete stepped into the vast chamber, her breath catching in her throat as she stared with wide eyes. The room was a colossal expanse, a domed structure as large as a moderate village, where rivers of molten metal flowed like lava throughout a great basin. Streams of red-hot metal fell like waterfalls from tall crucibles hanging from massive chains or wide-open pipes mounted in the walls. The heat was oppressive, even for Agnete, but the hazy, burning air wasn’t enough to stop her. She stepped…-
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“This is it?” Arkk leaned over Zullie’s desk, frowning at the object clasped between the metal claws. It… wasn’t exactly what he had expected. His researchers had been hard at work. Since they couldn’t try to connect to the Anvil until the scrying team found another portal archway, Sylvara, Zullie, and the others went back to the binding agent project to oppose the avatar of the Heart of Gold. This binding agent was constructed using items recovered from the Silence. Although several…
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The Greater Kingdom of Chernlock was made up of four separate states. The Kingdom of Chernlock to the southwest, the Duchy to the northwest, and two principalities on the eastern side of the peninsula. Shortly after the war began, the Duchy had sent for reinforcements which were just now arriving from the Kingdom to the south. Arkk wasn’t sure where the communication breakdown occurred. From what he knew, based on what Vrox told him, the Abbey of the Light had pushed the Duke into this alliance. The…
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Arkk stared at the crystalline archway with a mild nervousness. He couldn’t stop sweating. Granted, part of that was Agnete at his side, running a little hotter than normal, but at least a little came from worries over what might come through that portal. The former orc homeland was a wide and, as with all of the Underworld, desolate place. A few days of labor had rebuilt some of the ruins around, providing shelter and, more importantly, fortifications around the portal. Flying, lightning-spewing…
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They said that the heat of battle could do one of two things to age. The adrenaline, the sudden happenings, and the drive to survive in the face of death could erode the effects of age, temporarily lessening the wear and tear on a soldier’s body, making them move with the agility and vigor of a man ten years younger. Muscles, remembering past and training, might stretch and react with a quickness honed to a fine point in years past. Reflexes would hasten, senses heighten, and, for a few fleeting moments,…
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An iridescent crystal with an odd yellow hue sat on the table, held upright by three nail-like prongs crafted down in Fortress Al-Mir’s smithy. There were no glowstones in the room. Nothing that might contaminate it with ambient magic. The only light came from a set of three oil lamps, slowly burning away. The small flames flickered and wavered, sending the iridescent gleam up and down the smooth sides of the crystal. “The gem matches the portal archway,” Hale said, staring at the crystal.…
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“Horrik! Unleash the cannons!” “Aye, Lady Katja.” The hammering thumps resounding in Katja’s chest as alchemical explosives detonated in series was music to her ears. According to one of the former Duke’s advisors, who now served Katja, Cliff had only once come under attack via sea. That had been nearly a hundred years ago in yet another conflict with Evestani—or rather, the empire that was their predecessor. But that didn’t mean that the local guard had neglected the defenses.…
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The chamber, dimly lit by specially tuned glowstones to keep the light levels low, was thick with the scent of magic. It was practically tangible, more akin to the air in the Underworld. It was a different sort of magic, however, yet one familiar to Arkk. Now that he was experiencing it for a third time, he could easily pick up on Xel’atriss, Lock and Key’s touch of magic in the air. Claire, once a formidable dark elf warrior, now lay vulnerable on the bed. Her body, wracked by the unseen forces of…
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As dawn’s first light crested the horizon, a majestic procession emerged from over the hill of the Principality of Vaales, making its way toward the ancient stone bridge that spanned the vast canyon that was Mystakeen’s border. At the head of the caravan, a group of mounted heralds clad in gleaming armor announced the approach of royalty with the melodious call of trumpets echoing against the canyon walls. In all his time serving the Duchy, Hawkwood had never had a face-to-face meeting with the King…
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The war was still active and ongoing, but it changed in the last few weeks. Rather than marching a large army across the entirety of the Duchy, Evestani had taken to subtler tactics. Smaller cells had orders to accomplish specific objectives. Since capturing the leader of the Thyne River group, Arkk had come across three other cells in the vicinity of Elmshadow. The Thyne River group had orders to detonate alchemical explosives inside the Thyne Burg, specifically any building that sat on the river…
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