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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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      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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      Dragonflight

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      by Tower Curator “There is a problem.” Arkk let out a small sigh, looking up from his desk to find Ilya wearing a grim expression. “Of course there is. Did Evestani manage to get a shipment of supplies in? Did they figure out the teleportation rituals and are using that to either attack or resupply? Or maybe the Protectors have decided they’ve suffered our presence in the Underworld long enough…” The grim look on Ilya’s face shifted to one of consternation as she folded her arms. “If you would calm…
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      Domination

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      by Tower Curator An iridescent crystal with an odd yellow hue sat on the table, held upright by three nail-like prongs crafted down in Fortress Al-Mir’s smithy. There were no glowstones in the room. Nothing that might contaminate it with ambient magic. The only light came from a set of three oil lamps, slowly burning away. The small flames flickered and wavered, sending the iridescent gleam up and down the smooth sides of the crystal. “The gem matches the portal archway,” Hale said, staring at the crystal.…
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      Defensive Preparations

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      by Tower Curator “This is it?” Arkk leaned over Zullie’s desk, frowning at the object clasped between the metal claws. It… wasn’t exactly what he had expected. His researchers had been hard at work. Since they couldn’t try to connect to the Anvil until the scrying team found another portal archway, Sylvara, Zullie, and the others went back to the binding agent project to oppose the avatar of the Heart of Gold. This binding agent was constructed using items recovered from the Silence. Although several…
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      Dealing with Armies

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      by Tower Curator Primvila stretched her leathery wings wide, angling to catch an updraft. Normally, she enjoyed flying. As a syren, most people who lived on the ground didn’t take too kindly to her presence. Syren voices carried a certain type of magic that made their words more appealing to those who heard them sing. It was nowhere close to the mind magics that Savren got up to, yet people—humans especially—generally looked at her with ire and suspicion. Humans didn’t fly. That meant she could stay in the air…
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      Day of the Dead Aftermath

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      by Tower Curator Hale was fairly certain that she knew a great deal more than she should know. Things that were supposed to be secrets. Things that would probably get her in at least a mild amount of trouble, if not a lot of trouble. So she kept her mouth shut. She might be one of the youngest actual employees, but she wasn’t an idiot. Best to keep her mouth firmly sealed and herself out of trouble. In fairness to her, it wasn’t like she was snooping about the place, seeking out the secrets of the fortress. It…
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      Dawn

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      by Tower Curator The chamber, dimly lit by specially tuned glowstones to keep the light levels low, was thick with the scent of magic. It was practically tangible, more akin to the air in the Underworld. It was a different sort of magic, however, yet one familiar to Arkk. Now that he was experiencing it for a third time, he could easily pick up on Xel’atriss, Lock and Key’s touch of magic in the air. Claire, once a formidable dark elf warrior, now lay vulnerable on the bed. Her body, wracked by the unseen forces of…
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      Critical Morale

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      by Tower Curator If there was one good thing about the purifier going rogue, it was that his actions gave Arkk an idea. Inquisitrix Astra came forward and confirmed the death of Purifier Tybalt. It felt a little too easy to Arkk. An Avatar of the Jailor of the Void, felled by a lightning bolt. Then again, he was just a human, albeit with strange magic. Agnete was no different. Perhaps she could use some aspect of her flames to avoid a bolt of lightning, but Arkk couldn’t see how. If she got hit, especially with him…
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      Concurrent Operations

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      by Tower Curator Agnete stood in front of the crystalline archway. It was the same portal she had originally come through when entering the Anvil. The Anvil was a truly massive world—Agnete didn’t have the slightest idea how fast their trains moved over the terrain, only that they moved far beyond even the swiftest horse. That made comparing it to Mystakeen or even the Greater Kingdom of Chernlock somewhat difficult. As it turned out, the portal wasn’t all that far from her workshop. Which, she supposed, made…
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