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      Xel’atriss, Lock and Key

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      by Tower Curator Arkk stared through the void around him, hesitant to take a single step. The world had shrunk down to the size of a small sphere, upon which only he and Vezta stood. It was about the size of the , though despite feeling like he was standing at an angle, he didn’t feel like he was about to fall off. There was nowhere to fall to. No up or down, just the sphere and the void. It was as if he stood on the edge of a dream. Vezta was looking around just as much as he was, a frown firmly planted on her…
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      Welcome Home

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      by Tower Curator “The things I was working on over there… You should have seen them.” “I did see some of them,” Arkk said. “The lesser servant is over there even now. So far, nobody has come by your workshop to check on you.” “Not surprising. I wasn’t… captive. At least, I don’t think I was. It’s just that only I and the leader of that place have the capability to create beings like Who. They figured now was a great time to increase production.” Arkk closed his eyes, drawing a deep breath…
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      Weapons Testing

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      by Tower Curator “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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      Wasteland

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      by Tower Curator There were a few things about the other side of the portal that stuck out as just being off. The sun didn’t seem to set. If whatever was up in those orange clouds was a sun at all. Since the portal opened, round-the-clock guards stationed at the entrance had kept an eye on the situation. None of them could recall any darkening of the other side. Even after spending three hours on the other side of the portal, waiting for Zullie to give her assessment of its stability, the dark orange light in the sky…
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      Walking Fortress Al-Lavik

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      by Tower Curator The Walking Fortress in Allworld was almost complete. It wasn’t as tall as the Walking Fortress over in the Underworld, nor was it as bulky. That wasn’t to say that it was small. The base of the tower occupied an area as large as the Stone Hearth Burg garrison. And it just went up from there. Following his directions, the lesser servants had constructed a simple series of circular rooms, all stacked on top of each other. Living quarters and ancillary rooms, for the most part. It fit the…
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      Visibility

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      by Tower Curator “Master,” Vezta said, sliding her body to one side to dodge the oncoming axe strike of a random brigand. She didn’t need to retaliate. One of the orcs planted a pike in his back. “I don’t mean to question your decisions,” she continued as if nothing had happened, “but is this the wisest usage of our time?” “That depends,” Arkk said, arms clasped behind his back. Zharja snaked forward, coiling up around one of their attackers. Restrained in her coils, arms pinned at his side, he…
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      Unrest Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator Duke Levi Woldair woke to a tolling of alarm. The sound of the warning bells in the manor was never supposed to ring through the city. For a long moment, he sat in bed, staring at the ceiling with no worries, feeling like he was listening to the chime of the Grand Old Church, which rang every morning with the rising sun. It was only the lack of melody to the frantic and panicked ringing that made him realize something was amiss. A jolt of adrenaline surged through his body as he jumped from his bed.…
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      Unrest

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      by Tower Curator “They killed my wife and son! Burned my farm. My daughter succumbed to the cold while fleeing and I lost three fingers and two toes!” he shouted, holding up his left hand. “Our village tried to fight back. We numbered barely a hundred but there were only a few of them, come to pillage our food stores like any common raider. They did… something. Magic. The young men defending our village turned to gold and started attacking each other before turning on the rest of us.” The woman choked on a…
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      Turnabout

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      by Tower Curator Tracking down the slavers was taking longer than Arkk had hoped for. The land outside Moonshine Burg was vast and empty. Old outposts dotted the plains, most long abandoned, relics of the old war. Arkk stared down at Lexa, a gremlin who barely stood tall enough to reach his waist, with a frown on his face. On loan from the leader of the bandits, she wasn’t a proper employee. That had Arkk a little on edge in her presence. The way she looked at him, large eyes roaming over his shoulders and arms, had…
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      Trust

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      by Tower Curator “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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