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      Rejection

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      by Tower Curator “So, what exactly is the plan here?” “We tell the army that their services are no longer required.” “And forgive me if I’m nagging, but could you remind me once again why we are sending away an army right before a battle in which we’re heavily outnumbered?” Arkk pressed his lips into a tight frown as he looked at Kia. Despite the dark elf’s unsteady state, her tongue was as sharp as ever. “Is it really that bad of an idea?” Drawing in a short breath, Kia rubbed at her…
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      Figure Line

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      by Tower Curator “Task list,” Arkk said, closing his eyes. Ilya let out a small sigh. “Enemy army.” “Securing an outpost west of Elmshadow,” Arkk said, using his clairvoyance to spy over Luthor’s shoulder as the chameleon beastman worked his crystal ball. “No sign of forward movement just yet beyond small scouting detachments. Fog is obscuring our scrying but what we can see implies some larger-scale construction project. Lexa volunteered for scouting, scouting hasn’t taken place yet.…
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      Permafrost

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      by Tower Curator Priscilla stalked back and forth inside Fortress Al-Mir’s temple chamber, shooting the occasional glare at one of the statues despite her lack of proper sight. Arkk tried to ignore it. He wasn’t sure what she was upset about or even why she had come back to the fortress from Leda’s tower. She must have heard about the statue’s appearance and wanted to see it for herself, but she hadn’t said anything. Was she upset? The glares made it seem so but it was hard to tell with the ice covering part…
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      Acquiring Allies Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator “Emissaries of the Laughing Prince are not to be trusted,” Vezta said through pursed lips. “You don’t like undead either?” Ilya asked. Watching the skeletons move about gave Ilya a deeply unsettling feeling inside her chest. The undead of the Necropolis weren’t like the skeletons Arkk had raised. Arkk created puppets using bones as a base. The denizens of the Necropolis were people, able to think and act on their own. Not only did Ilya find herself uneasy in their presence, but she felt…
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      Traitors All Around

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      by Tower Curator “Prince Cedric,” Arkk said. The private meeting room within the former Duke’s manor possessed the same air of opulence and finery that it had under the Duke’s rule. Heavy velvet drapes, a deep shade of burgundy, were drawn tightly over tall, arched windows. Slivers of moonlight slipped through the gaps only to be washed out by the bright glowstone lamps hanging from the ceiling. It was far too fancy of a place for either Katja or the Prince, which probably meant that nobody had bothered…
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      Drills

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      by Tower Curator “You don’t look like you’re all that happy, Mags. Wasn’t this what you wanted?” The sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows over the rolling hills and the sprawling encampments of the two armies. The air was thick with the scent of earth and sweat, mingling with the distant clamor of soldiers preparing for the day’s drills. Joanne along with other former members of the Claymores led groups around a marked-out track, Lyssa the werecat was in charge of a small subset of Arkk’s…
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      Arms and Armory

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      by Tower Curator “Another project ready for testing,” Zullie said. “Project Capsule. I think this one might stand a good chance at eliminating the threat of those golden rays.” “Good,” Arkk said. “What do you need? Volunteers or material?” “Volunteers. They should expect discomfort, but nothing quite as life-altering as what those dark elves went through.” Arkk pursed his lips. He had asked Zullie to try to stick to projects that didn’t require people. First of all, it was surprisingly…
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      Enlightenment

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      by Tower Curator Arkk lightly tapped the tips of his fingers against the crystal ball, readjusting its perspective. From certain angles, at certain times of day when the light hit just right, he could almost see through the haze of mist that covered the Evestani army. It wasn’t clear. The effect worked only for a few minutes before the sun’s position changed too much. But it gave him a glimpse into the army’s actions. Usually, one of the scrying teams was in charge of the brief period of observation. They would…
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      Emergency Rescue Operation

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      by Tower Curator “Hey? You still alive?” Consciousness returned to Joanne like a mallet to the back of the head. She let out a hiss, reaching back as she lifted her head from the dirt floor. Her fingers felt an unpleasant wetness. Blood, most assuredly. Strangely enough, she didn’t feel any real wound. There was no stinging sensation that she recognized as cuts in her skin. Or else the stinging was simply drowned out by the sheer ache that coursed through the entire rest of her body. “You were banged up.…
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      A Missing Leader

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      by Tower Curator “He isn’t responding.” “Did something happen?” “The dark elves are still out.” “They’re fine… I think,” Hale said, leaning over the two unconscious elves. Neither were injured in any way that she could think to check. Because of some of Zullie’s experiments, their bodies weren’t exactly usual. Having sat in for some experiments, including Project Liminal, Hale was somewhat well-versed in abnormal magical effects. Because of that, she could see only one thing that might be…
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