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      Fissure in the Sky

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      by Tower Curator It might have been in the middle of winter with a war going on but the world continued to turn and life had to move forward. The morning started as any other for Jacob of Loan. He got up with the sun, headed out to the coops, and did a patrol around the perimeter. Coyotes, wild dogs and cats, and even harpies all liked to feast on the chickens any time but winter was an especially vulnerable time of the year. A lot less food to go around with the cold. No alarmed squawking had woken him but still…
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      Fissure Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator Sylvara Astra clutched at the stump of her left arm, teeth clenched in pain as she staggered through the forest. Tybalt was dead. Sylvara would bid him good riddance if his traitorous final act hadn’t cost them so much. Then again, those golden beams had opened up the city of Elmshadow well enough on their own. His help had hardly been needed. Ludwig had been missing since the day Elmshadow fell. The chronicler could be dead or he could have made away with the retreating armies. Sylvara didn’t…
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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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      Fields of the Dead

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      by Tower Curator “As useless as I expected.” A tall woman sat on a grand throne, one leg crossed over the other with her elbow on the armrest, propping her head up. The fingers of her other hand drummed against the chair as she observed the chaos down below. It was a clever trick. It would have been more clever were it not for how easy it was to see through. At least, she thought it was simple to see through. The fact that her contemporary took one look at the illusory army, believed he understood what was going…
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      Fallen Plans

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      by Tower Curator “Still no sign of the inquisitors?” Vezta shot Arkk a glare. An actual, genuine glare. That was, perhaps, the first time he had ever seen her in any way upset with him. He simply raised an eyebrow. “No, Master. Rest assured that I will inform you the moment I detect any suspicious activity. You do not need to ask me every five steps.” “Just making sure,” Arkk said. Twenty-four hours inside Cliff and still no trap sprung. He was fairly confident that the letter from Hawkwood had…
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      Fallen

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      by Tower Curator Ilya drew back an arrow on her bow, held it for a brief moment as she repositioned her aim, then loosed the arrow. It soared through the forest, missing trees and branches by the thickness of a leaf, narrowly avoiding being knocked off course. The forward scout of the Evestani Army dropped with the arrow sticking out the back of his neck. A quick motion of her hand had the Shieldbreakers charging forward, backed up by Dakka’s team of shadow-armored orcs. The remaining eight scouts tried to put up a…
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      Explorations and Gambling

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      by Tower Curator Dakka leaned back in her chair, taking a long drink from the hardest ale served in whatever shithole she found herself in. She tried to project an air of casual disregard as she carefully watched the faces around her. The lizardman with his distinctly inhuman facial features was the hardest to read. His tongue flicked out of his face, tasting the air as his beady yellow eyes looked over his opponents. In contrast, the little fairy girl couldn’t be any more open as she sighed over and over again at the…
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      Expeditionary Team

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      by Tower Curator They said that the heat of battle could do one of two things to age. The adrenaline, the sudden happenings, and the drive to survive in the face of death could erode the effects of age, temporarily lessening the wear and tear on a soldier’s body, making them move with the agility and vigor of a man ten years younger. Muscles, remembering past and training, might stretch and react with a quickness honed to a fine point in years past. Reflexes would hasten, senses heighten, and, for a few fleeting moments,…
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      Expeditionary Matters

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      by Tower Curator “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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      Exfiltration

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      by Tower Curator “You have two options,” Arkk said, addressing the assorted demihumans and beastmen. And two humans. “You go with me or you stay and hope the Duke is in a good mood. After I burned down his ballroom and half the rest of the manor, I doubt he is in that good of a mood.” He stood in the so-called menagerie with Vezta at his side while Agnete worked her magic at the far end of the corridor. The hall had no appreciable differences from that of the dungeon. It was a cramped corridor with doors on…
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