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      Meditations on the Battlefield

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      by Tower Curator The tower loomed in the distance, taking hit after hit from the bombardment. Flames spread around it every few minutes only for the bombardments to resume. Even from the corner of Lexa’s eye, she could tell that it was being worn down. Arkk had stopped trying to repair less essential parts of the tower and the areas he was focusing on didn’t manage to recover in the brief reprieves. Worrying, but nothing that Lexa could focus on. She had her hands occupied with the endless demands of the…
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      Maze of Infinite Paths

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      by Tower Curator “Well, that looks good.” Arkk snapped his gaze to Zullie, raising his eyebrows. “Why do you sound so surprised?” he asked. The witch stood atop a freshly drawn ritual circle. One that he would rather not have had inside the command center if at all possible. They had a whole sealed room specifically for these kinds of rituals. The dangerous kinds. The Maze of Infinite Paths was beyond dangerous to the point where Arkk didn’t want it inside the tower at all. Yet, in a situation like they…
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      Master Inquisitrix Sylvara Astra

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      by Tower Curator Arkk did his best to look at ease as the heavy portcullis over Elmshadow Burg’s western gate lifted. Everything was prepared. Everything was planned for. He stood alongside Hawkwood, the latter having been informed of Arkk’s suspicions. In the eaves, lurking in the dark and vacant homes near to the burg’s entrance, Hawkwood had positioned his finest marksmen, supposedly capable of striking an apple at a hundred paces with their crossbows. A full contingent of wary guards stood behind, sporting…
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      Maintaining Order

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      by Tower Curator On one hand, Arkk felt like a deep burden had been lifted from his shoulders. The Duke was gone. His army was effectively under Arkk’s control. Evestani was broken and retreating. They had a whole nation across the border, so he couldn’t count them out of the fight. Especially not while that avatar was leading them. But, for the time being, they were not an immediate issue looming on the horizon. There was the issue of the Prince. Prince Cedric Valorian Lafoar. The Prince lacked scrying…
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      Magical Bombardment

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      by Tower Curator Magic was exhausting. At least for normal people. Arkk had yet to come across a situation that had drained him to the point where he had to take a seat. He owed that to Fortress Al-Mir, however. Most people didn’t have a direct connection to an ancient magical artifact that acted like a reservoir, pooling the combined magic of everyone in his employ and the very land that he claimed as his own. To maintain an active siege—or a defense—for anyone else, they would have to rotate out their…
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      Magic Toxicity Levels

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      by Tower Curator “Have you been able to take any readings of ambient magic?” Arkk asked as he and his tethered group walked along a line of lesser servants. They all made sure to keep in physical contact with the servants at all times. So far, no one had gotten lost in the Maze which, given the scattered lesser servants who felt right next to each other yet couldn’t find one another, seemed more like a miracle than not. Yet it couldn’t be a miracle. Not when the god of this realm was the one pushing them…
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      Lost

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      by Tower Curator “My plan worked,” Arkk announced to the silent darkness. “The avatar is dead.” Zullie turned away from her work, lifting an eyebrow. “Your plan?” Arkk let out a small sigh. “My plan, you and Sylvara’s efforts in making that effigy, Lexa’s efforts in actually getting it to the avatar, and Savren trapping the avatar’s mind solely in the host he was inhabiting. Whatever you want to call it, it worked.” “Permanently?” “I’d hope so. I think Savren is trying to…
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      Losses

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      by Tower Curator “On behalf of all of Company Al-Mir, I would like to thank you all for coming to pay tribute to our fallen brothers-in-arms.” In the six and a half months that Fortress Al-Mir had been in operation under Arkk, there had only been one death. Kazz’ak, one of the original orcs, perished while fighting the slavers at Moonshine Burg. According to Rekk’ar, his death came about due to his own stupidity in treating the slavers as farmers subject to a raid rather than fellow raiders. Arkk wasn’t…
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      Lightning Rod

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      by Tower Curator Something was wrong. The Empress sighed, finger pressed against her temple as she leaned against her armrest. Something was off. Everything had been going well enough, considering the lack of resources she had to work with. Thanks to information from her luminous counterpart, she knew where the fortress was. She had been able to lay siege with only her airships. The attack must have taken the Keeper by surprise; there were holes in the fortress everywhere within the so-called Cursed…
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      Interviews

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      by Tower Curator Wealthy merchants, knights and lords, and other important people, tended toward the far grander stayovers not far from the Duke’s manor. The Cliff’s Edge, situated near the garrison and nowhere near any cliff’s edge, was still the kind of place where people like Alma wouldn’t normally be allowed inside. It was a fine building, one of the taller ones around, made of hearty wood washed yearly with a glaze to fend off the corrosive ocean air. The washing had been done just a few months prior, leaving…
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