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    • Watchers in the Distance Cover
      by Tower Curator The threat level of the city decreased over the following week. No new instances of demonic incursion appeared. That included both infected coming toward the walls and newly infected individuals within the city itself. Fela made frequent rounds to confirm that nothing strange was going on even in the far corners of the city. No giant pits had formed in the swamp or anywhere leading toward Owlcroft, at least not as far as Alyssa was aware. That was despite the massive amount of pentagrams accompanying every…
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      Highwaymen

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      by Tower Curator Accelero was not the best spell to use in a situation like the one Alyssa found herself in. To begin with, casting a spell that required physical touch wasn’t the easiest thing when she needed to be touching a half-dozen people. Three draken—Red was on Musca at the moment—a hellhound, and a cursed sword all had to gather around and make sure they were touching some part of Alyssa when she cast the spell lest they be left behind in ‘real’ time. All them crowding around hadn’t been that much…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa should have guessed that the brigands were being led by an arcanist. She had expected a conversation. A hostile one, yes, but at least a few words from the Chief. Instead, all she got were spell cards from him. Literal spell cards flying across the battlefield. She wasn’t sure what kind of magic he was using. The Chief flicked his cards like some kind of magician. They started glowing before they left his fingers and, once they struck something, a whole variety of effects popped up. The blue…
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      Primordial Ooze

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      by Tower Curator Tenebrael, for once, did not have a smile on her face. She stared at Alyssa with all the intensity of a starved and crazed weasel. Her arms, one gloved and one bare, were crossed over her chest with a few fingers drumming on her elbow. Alyssa didn’t break her stare. She met the angel’s eyes and didn’t flinch back or shift her posture. It was a bit of a pain in the neck. Literally. Alyssa sat on her bed while Tenebrael hovered upright a short distance away. The small elevation forced her to tilt…
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      Projector

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      by Tower Curator After slipping back down to her room a few days after the lesson with Tenebrael, Alyssa found a servant waiting for her. A servant with a plethora of requests for more meetings. All very formal looking, they were written out in flowery ink and signed in a big round hand. Unfortunately for about half of the meeting’s participants, she had more important things to be doing today. So she redirected the servant off to find Kasita while Alyssa worked. She was getting close. Instead of creating a pizza…
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      Last Minute

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      by Tower Curator “Hey… What’s different about me compared to other mortals?” Alyssa asked. She almost left it at that until she realized just who she was asking. “To narrow down your responses, I’m specifically looking for the reasons why I can see and talk to angels. Not like ‘oh, your hair color is this specific shade of brown and your eyes are that shade of brown.” “Query accepted… Five zero three. Service unavailable. All Virtues of the Throne are currently occupied with other tasks. Please try…
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      by Tower Curator While Alyssa had discovered that she really didn’t care for the company of angels no matter the color of their clothes, there was one unfortunate fact about missing out on Iosefael carrying, or magicking, her around the world. She had to pass through Teneville. Well, she didn’t have to. She could have gone around. But that would have added both time and discomfort to her trip. For the last week, Alyssa had been living out of her home, eating proper food, enjoying the regulated temperature, regular…
    • Dinner and a Feather Cover
      by Tower Curator “Are you feeling quite alright? You’re looking a little green in the face.” Alyssa shuddered. A fairly juicy slab of steak that had been expertly grilled sat in front of her. It wasn’t alone, having come with a side of potatoes and bread. Of all the food that Alyssa had seen in this world, it was by far the best looking. It might not have a slathering of steak sauce or an unhealthy dollop of butter and salt, but it should have looked delectable. It didn’t. Staring at it, she felt queasy.…
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      Sneakers

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      by Tower Curator The prison tent was just that, effectively. A tent to hold a captive. It didn’t have a big wooden crate or even a metal cage, however. A wooden post had been driven into the ground right in the center of the tent. Alyssa poked her head in to find Volta sitting, chained to the post. Or, to be more accurate, Illuna’s court arcanist was chained to the post. The court arcanist had both arms in manacles. Someone had put a heavy iron collar around his neck. His arms and legs were covered in bruises. The…
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      by Tower Curator “What in Tenebrael’s name is that?” Volta asked, clamping a bit of her clothes around her mouth and nose. Alyssa knew from experience that doing so wouldn’t help. The stench that hung around was too powerful. Still, if it made Volta feel better, it wasn’t like it was hurting anything. She hadn’t really wanted to bring them to the cave, but it was much closer than Illuna. It had preserved food and water, which both Volta and Red needed. Really, Red should have eaten something before they had…
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