About Tower Curator
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Trees whisked past. Brush and ground vanished into the distance. Long, black hair trailed through the air gracefully, almost parallel to the ground. She was a sight to see. At least, that's how Eva imagined it. The sad reality was that her hair clung to the sweat on her back in a giant, tangled rat's nest. It would take a lot of work to get it back to the normal. Next time, Eva thought, I'll put it up in a bun. Still, Eva couldn't help but to laugh. She hadn't run since November and she hadn't…-
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Camping with her family was one of Juliana's favorite activities. All of it was such a drastic change from the asphalt streets, concrete buildings, and people. The fresh smell of the woods. The crisp, mid-May air. The crinkle of her tent in the cold air of wilderness mornings. The warmth of a blazing fire dancing in front of her. And, of course, her parents. She loved it all. Not that she hated being in a city. It was just the idea that she liked. The idea of wandering for miles without coming…
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Things were going to Hell in a handbasket. Lynn Cross only wished the situation wasn’t so literal. Something went very wrong somewhere along the line. Royalty from Hell itself targeting the Elysium Order. Not just any part of the order, but Charon Chapter. The idea would have made Lynn laugh under other circumstances. Under less dire circumstances. Now the whole town had shown up to burn the order out-of-town like some sort of puritan witch hunt. Fools. The lot of them. The town was…
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"Get out of our town!" "...more damage than..." "...cost us our livelihoods." Martina Turner stalked through the gathered crowd with a grin on her face. Of course, it was well hidden in the shadows of her hood. Plenty others in the crowd had hoods. She wouldn't be singled out because of it. Her entire attire changed simply to avoid being recognized. It was amazing how wearing a distinctive costume every day made people's gazes shift right over her when she changed to more normal clothing. Of…
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Zoe Baxter had been feeling off-balance the entire day. There was a weight in her pocket unlike anything she'd felt before. It didn't hold back her movements or tear through the threads holding her pocket together. For all she knew, the weight was nothing but her imagination. Symbolic, most likely. Cursed metal, otherwise. When she first put the ring on in the presence of Ylva, it shrunk down and latched onto her finger. She nearly went into a panic. It took a lot of self-control not to pull out…
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Rapid breaths echoed inside her helmet. Every breath in was warm, stuffy, and stale. Every breath out moistened the air further. Juliana blinked away the extra liquid on her eyes. With a quick thought, she widened up the mouth holes in an attempt at sucking in more oxygen. A few slits for extra ventilation opened up around her cheeks. Figuring out the exact balance between protection and breathability was more of guesswork than anything. Acquiring a book on medieval knight helmets might not be such a…
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The last few scribbles made their way from one paper to the next. Eva wasn't using her good ink. This was just a test. Besides, the less of the good ink Eva used, the more funds she had. While the privacy rune packs were profitable to be sure, it was still money from kids. Kids without a lot of money for the most part. Drastically overestimating the budget for her supplies to her new employer was like taking candy from a baby. A really rich baby that had no identifiable source of income. Funny how…
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Marble makes nice flooring, Juliana decided. It wasn't as warm feeling or looking as hard wood, but it looked nice. Especially when the floor was as well polished as the flooring in Ylva's throne room. Zoe looked distinctly uncomfortable as she knelt before the throne. It was an odd sight to see the stern and relatively powerful teacher kneel down. She probably took it as a blow to her pride. Kneeling in the presence of her students couldn't help; one of whom knew Zoe from before school started while…
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Nel's body shook as a chilly breeze swept through the throne room. Her back pressed up against the marble throne. Nel tried to shrink her body in on itself without looking like she was. A tight metal collar around her neck and a few leather straps around the rest of her body was not enough to keep her warm. If she had her focus, the problem could easily be rectified. A simple warming spell was no issue for a mage of her talents. Warming spells shouldn't be an issue for any thaumaturge that was not a…
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"I need a shower." "You say that every other session." "Every other session is a workout session," Shelby wiped her forehead on her sleeve. "Look at this. Its gross." Jordan brushed her arm off to one side. "If it is so gross, don't rub it in my face." "Don't be such a baby. It is only sweat." "You're the one who called it gross in the first place." Shalise giggled at her friends' antics. Since Professor Kines' combative magic club started, the pair had grown closer. Shelby always hung…
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