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“Haven’t we been this way before?” “No.” “You don’t know that. You can’t even see.” “I see what I need to see.” Leda glowered at the back of the dragonoid’s head. At one point in time, she had feared Priscilla would eat her. Or drop her. Having gone on more than a handful of these exploratory ventures with Priscilla, Leda wouldn’t say that she was afraid anymore. If the dragonoid were going to eat her, surely she would have done so already. That wasn’t to say that…-
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“Why are you still here, elf?” Alya turned an irritated glare on the old orc. “You well know why I am here, orc.” Olatt’an let out a small chuckle. “Not here,” he said, waving a hand around the desolate landscape. The Underworld was, as always, void of life. The air was thick with an almost palpable sense of loss and desolation, as if the land itself mourned its fallen state. Olatt’an wasn’t sure if that was because of the Cloak of Shadows or if it was his imagination, projecting…
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“Current food stores can feed the prisoners for three weeks with mild rationing. Further than that and we’ll need either extreme rationing or another source of food.” Arkk nodded his head, sliding a paper across his desk. “Thank you, Alma. Maintain the mild ration for now then. We’ll reevaluate our situation after a week. I hope to receive a response from Evestani’s leader by then.” If it came down to it, he could create hatcheries and pig farms like what Fortress Al-Mir had. There were…
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“It doesn’t feel good.” “War never does.” Arkk didn’t have the experience to make that kind of claim. He wasn’t old enough to have seen any other wars. All he had were the stories told by bards, mercenaries, adventurers, and other ramblemen who passed through Langleey Village. Hawkwood sat on the other side of the room, scowling at a letter delivered by a Swiftwing harpy. “They always glorified it. Stories, that is. Warriors fighting off the barbarian hordes and heroes standing…
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On one hand, Arkk felt like a deep burden had been lifted from his shoulders. The Duke was gone. His army was effectively under Arkk’s control. Evestani was broken and retreating. They had a whole nation across the border, so he couldn’t count them out of the fight. Especially not while that avatar was leading them. But, for the time being, they were not an immediate issue looming on the horizon. There was the issue of the Prince. Prince Cedric Valorian Lafoar. The Prince lacked scrying…
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Getting men to close the last few paces and engage in combat wasn’t an easy task. The young, no matter their talk while gearing up, would find themselves nervous while those experienced in war and combat would know the risks well. Only the foolhardy would charge ahead, bleating their cries of war. They were usually the first to fall. No matter how foolish they were, their deaths would harm the morale of everyone around them. Which was why Hawkwood did not accept the foolhardy…
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They were on a time limit. Arkk didn’t know exactly when, but this Prince Cedric would be here sooner or later. At that point, Arkk would lose Hawkwood’s help. Worse, he might possibly lose Hawkwood as an ally and, instead, gain an enemy. Although Arkk had passed on the warning about Prince Cedric to Katja, he was very much hoping that the Prince would be too focused on the Duke’s usurper to concern himself with the goings on out in the middle of the Duchy. In case he wasn’t, they…
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“Brace. Three. Two. One—” The floor of the Walking Fortress Al-Lavik shook as a boulder slammed into its side. The slight rocking made Arkk take a step to the side. Beyond that, he barely felt anything. Closing his eyes, he focused on the tower, examining it through the link to its . Some of the reinforced stone bricks had taken a slight beating. He could see where the boulder had impacted it. Conjured dirt and stone from the boulder scraped off against the wall, leaving an ugly scar on its…
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With lightning from an Electro Deus spell crackling between his fingertips, Arkk rushed out of the temple. Dakka, Orjja, and Eiff’an stood in front of the temple’s entrance with their heavy shields raised. The rest of the team fanned out behind them, readying crossbows and battle axes. The horses, off to the side of the entrance, were pulling and tugging against the ropes used to hitch them to an old post. Their agitation didn’t extend to the skeletal horse. It stood, still hooked up to the cart,…
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There was no preamble. No moment of banter or mocking. Just a long, pregnant pause where Arkk issued a few brief commands to get the most wounded out of the battlefield while the knight in golden armor sized up the group before him. Were Arkk in the knight’s place, he wouldn’t have engaged. Dakka’s group contained a dozen strong orcs and Joanne’s had an equal number of human swordsmen. Alma might not be so imposing but she could hit just about anything with her smaller hand crossbows. Kelsey,…
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