About Tower Curator
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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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The end of class chime stopped Bradley Twillie's lecture on eloko. They were a species of dwarf that prefer forests over the underground mountains of their cousins. A small group apparently lived not far from Brakket. Curses that they put on unaware explorers and hikers were of particular interest to Eva. The one that caused traveler's senses to swap seemed particularly interesting. Professor Twillie wasn't entirely clear, but it sounded like the curse made someone smell sounds, see touches, hear light,…
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"An attack?" "Indeed." Eva watched her master's reactions carefully as he soaked up the details of what happened. Zoe Baxter seemed calm while delivering the news, but her master's heart rate jumped. Arachne stood behind Eva's chair with her arms wrapped around Eva, stoic in her expressions as usual. Her heart tube thing didn't change its pulses in the slightest. She was almost sad that she had missed it. It sounded like a lot of fun to watch. It was her first day out of the infirmary and…
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No Eva, no Shalise, no Juliana. Irene didn't like it. None of the teachers told her or Shelby anything. Whatever caused their absence only happened two days ago and yet all three were missing from class. From the tiny amount that they were told, Juliana wasn't even there when their room was trashed. Again. Maybe her mother finally pulled her out of school for good. Irene hadn't given up hope that her own mother would decide the school was too dangerous for her. It was too dangerous. Whatever…
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Wayne Lurcher downed his second glass of absinthe. She could have just told me. It would have been better that way. None of this skulking about, avoiding and ignoring needed to happen. What did she think I would have done? After all the dubious magic I taught her. Of course, he hadn't been entirely truthful on the origins of most of that magic. But still, she was the premier magical theorist. Surely she could have guessed. She had to have known that there was no chance Wayne would bring hunters to…
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"Carter." "Yes. That's what the card says." The nun glanced back down at the small scrap of paper in her hands. Her eyes flicked back to Devon and narrowed. "Expert demonologist?" "Yes. The card says that too. I'm glad the Elysium Order doesn't stifle the budget for reading lessons." The white-robed nun didn't appear to be listening. Her eyes flared white and she started glancing around. Devon hopped back, worried she might actually attack. "Where's your demon," she growled. It wasn't a…
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