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      Stop

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      by Tower Curator “To restate, our goals are to find a way to the Throne, take control of the Throne, and use the Throne to shut down the Seraphim.” Alyssa found it a little odd that they were essentially planning a heist—or maybe a coup—right in front of the people they were about to steal from—or overthrow. The Seraphim were obviously the biggest threat, but they were just standing there. Alyssa really had no reason to believe that they would move at all until someone made to move toward the Throne. Even…
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      Tenebrael

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      by Tower Curator “Can you actually do this?” Tenebrael stared down at the angelic script covering every inch of every tome in her private quarters. Enochian was a dense language. Each individual character could hold a bounty of information. Hundreds of filled tomes were laid out, open with the efforts of countless hours of research and investigation. Of discovering exactly what the true nature of angels really was. She still wasn’t sure she understood everything perfectly. But she hoped that what she understood…
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      Poor Porridge

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa shoveled spoonful after spoonful of warm porridge into her mouth. After two weeks of living off nothing but stale bread and the occasional soupy stew at villages, having something with a bit more sustenance than water was almost making her drool. She could understand Yzhemal’s complaints about her attitude toward good food much better now. Once again, Alyssa had her back to a wall, seated in a corner of the inn’s dining area underneath the second floor balcony where she could watch both…
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      Intelligent

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      by Tower Curator “Look out!” Alyssa fired her shotgun, flaying another goblin before it could jump on Oz’s back. He barely paid any attention to the body as it fell from the roof. Another of the diminutive creatures was trying to slash his kneecaps out. As with most of the things, her shotgun was loud enough to shock them, creating an opening for Oz to take its head off. Which he promptly did. “Not taking their ears?” Alyssa said with only a mildly snide tone in her voice. “Keep moving unless you want…
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      by Tower Curator Alyssa couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. Not at the prospect of talking with an angel. Definitely not. Not only had she spoken with angels in general before, but she had spoken to this one. There really wasn't anything special about angels. Aside from the deity-tier power that they wielded. But they weren't supposed to wield that at her, so everything should be just fine. No. It wasn’t Iosefael making her nervous. It was the other side of the portal. When Alyssa had prayed—asked for a…
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      by Tower Curator Svotty tipped backward in his chair. Having already been leaning backward on two legs with his feet up on the desk, the shotgun blast hitting his face and chest sent his body to the floor. Alyssa took two steps forward, rounding her shotgun on Cid as she moved. “You were going to sell me to a brothel!” she snarled over the ringing in her ears. A pump of her shotgun sent an empty shell flying to the side of the room. He had a knife out. Having been standing just behind her up until now, it was…
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      by Tower Curator The city of Lyria was roughly triangular in shape, though the walls followed the terrain more than they bridged straight lines between the towers. Buildings had been built outside the city as well, rounding out the angled borders. Those exterior dwellings were considered entirely separate villages by the city, apparently populated with farmers that tended the exterior fields for the most part, but they intermingled enough with the main city for that distinction to only matter to tax collectors. To the…
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      Rest Stop

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      by Tower Curator Alyssa blinked her eyes open at the sound of shuffling feet, finding herself staring at the white walls of the hemp tent. It wasn’t her tent, Oz had assured her that several guests would be able to fit within the tent he was bringing, and he had been right. The draken could have fit in with little difficulty. Not that anyone wanted them inside. Even Izsha, who had been quite kind in how it treated her and her inexperience, still unnerved Alyssa just enough that sleeping with it would have resulted in…
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      Height

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      by Tower Curator “Is she going to be alright getting back to the city on her own?” Alyssa asked, watching as the captain rode off in the rough direction of where they had come from not long before. After getting a bit of food into her, Oxart grew much more steady and far more focused on returning to the city. Even if she had wanted to, Alyssa doubted that she could have stopped her. Well, not really. Spectral Chains could leash angels and gaunts. The captain wouldn’t have stood a chance against that. But Alyssa…
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      by Tower Curator “Count. Folly. Lime. Dolly. Day. Sharp. Packed. Harp.” Even with portals opening all over the place, gunshots going off left and right, and the Astral Authority flying through the air, Irulon continued chanting random words. She hadn’t said that being interrupted would ruin anything, but the fact that she was still going instead of stopping to help defend against the Astral Authority said something about how easily she could stop. Alyssa definitely was not willing to take the chance that her…
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