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      Decorous

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      by Tower Curator The world was ending. Figuratively, but very possibly literally as well. For months now, things had been strange. Off. Once familiar aspects of the world, constants as unchanging as granite, were now twisted. Decorous clasped his hands together, staring. He didn’t stare at anything in particular. The room was the Lords’ Dining Hall of the palace. An exclusive area reserved for only those of the highest standing in society. And an intensely familiar place for Decorous. He had spent many evenings…
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      by Tower Curator Chasing a suspect through a city should have been easy. Should being the key word. Alyssa had magic. She had a way to find people through walls with her ability to see souls. Draken and Fela were unbelievably fast and could smell anything from miles away. The Pharaoh and Irulon were Rank Six arcanists who, despite Alyssa’s best efforts, had an even wider range of available spells than she did. The Pharaoh in particular. He had tried using time magic, both to speed himself up to the point where he blurred…
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      by Tower Curator Retrograde Cognition was an interesting spell. It forced the caster into a coma-like state. But only from the outside perspective. Inside Retrograde Cognition, Alyssa felt like she hadn’t even moved. She stood right where she had cast the spell. Though standing was a relative term. She didn’t really have a body. Or her body was there, but she was no longer directly connected to it. Irulon was still next to her, as was the Pharaoh. Izsha and Fela too. The cart as well. And the bodies. The cart…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa and Tenebrael walked along the road away from the city. It was a casual walk with no rush and no panic. Fela and Izsha both accompanied them, though their position must have been a little strange with their inability to perceive the angel. They heard one half of a conversation. Alyssa gesticulated to nothing at all. It was a good thing that they knew invisible creatures existed or Alyssa would probably have looked like she was losing her mind. It might have looked like that anyway. “Just…
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      by Tower Curator No longer invisible, running through the streets with Fela and Izsha was sure to cause problems. In the past twenty minutes, their group had passed by a number of people. Not a one of whom had remained calm. They fled, ran indoors as fast as they could, or, in the case of one old woman, simply fainted. Alyssa didn’t bother trying to stop them to explain. Not only would it have taken far too much time, time Alyssa didn’t have, but it was for their own good as well. On a night like tonight, indoors was…
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      by Tower Curator “Don’t engage,” Alyssa said as loudly as she dared. “Don’t attack. Don’t… You can see it, right?” “What in Tenebrael’s name is that?” Trik whispered. It wasn’t a direct answer to Alyssa’s question, but it was answer enough. “A Patience.” A member of the Astral Authority right in the middle of the city. It wasn’t doing anything obviously related to hunting Tenebrael, but maybe that shouldn’t be a surprise. Their original purpose was to hunt demons and fallen angels.…
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      Patience

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      by Tower Curator Running through the city on Izsha’s back would have been far more freeing if not for the need for stealth. Even though night had fallen, people were still out on the streets. Not as many as during the day, but this was prime time for farmers to visit taverns and inns for a quick evening meal and maybe some entertainment. Unfortunately for some, one particular tavern was missing their rock star of a lute player tonight. “Find anything? Oxart is asking again.” “Not yet,” Alyssa said, holding…
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      Investigations

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      by Tower Curator “Message. Brakkt. Three guards at the south east city gate are dead. It looks like they slit their own throats.” Alyssa would have misjudged the situation completely if it weren’t for one of them still gripping a bloodied dagger. Perhaps he had been trying to fight off an assailant, but it didn’t really look like that. Alyssa was not a forensic expert. She couldn’t even consider herself a forensic novice. But when a man slumped up against a wall had the tip of his dagger pointed at him and a…
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      Burnt Chicken

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      by Tower Curator “Smells like burnt chicken,” Alyssa said, waving her hand back and forth in front of her face. It didn’t help. The air was so saturated with the smell that a little fanning didn’t do a thing. She supposed it could have been worse. It was still rank. Brakkt didn’t comment on the smell as he stared down into the ten foot deep hole from the lip of the crater. He had his enchanted sword drawn, but the tip was down and to the side. He clearly wasn’t poised to use it. Alyssa had her pistol out…
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      Kindness

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa saw her first member of the Astral Authority two weeks after encountering Iosefael. It had started out as a normal day. In the morning, she picked up a fresh batch of potions to be delivered. Some, she had even made herself. The Observatorium had ordered a small shipment of Tzheitza's counter-demon potion. They had wanted some months ago, but Tzheitza and the Pharaoh had denied them, citing a scarcity of resources. Iosefael donating a whole sack of feathers alleviated that scarcity enough for her…
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