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Trust
“Haven’t we been this way before?” “No.” “You don’t know that. You can’t even see.” “I see what I need to see.” Leda glowered at the back of the dragonoid’s head. At one point in time, she had feared Priscilla would eat her. Or drop her. Having gone on more than a handful of these exploratory ventures with Priscilla, Leda wouldn’t say that she was afraid anymore. If the dragonoid were going to eat her, surely she would have done so already. That wasn’t to say that…-
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Expeditionary Matters
“Why are you still here, elf?” Alya turned an irritated glare on the old orc. “You well know why I am here, orc.” Olatt’an let out a small chuckle. “Not here,” he said, waving a hand around the desolate landscape. The Underworld was, as always, void of life. The air was thick with an almost palpable sense of loss and desolation, as if the land itself mourned its fallen state. Olatt’an wasn’t sure if that was because of the Cloak of Shadows or if it was his imagination, projecting…-
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Scrying Team
Vezta looked around the room, eyes like miniature suns burning with mild disapproval. Arkk paced back and forth in a room devoid of furniture or decoration, deep beneath Elmshadow Burg, at the head of scores of soldiers. Twelve rows of ten soldiers, arrayed in a precise, imposing formation, stood perfectly still. Their attention unwaveringly focused on his movements back and forth. The air was thick with unease, yet not a breath could be heard from the ranks. No murmurs of impatience, nor the…-
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Passing Time
“You received a letter as well?” Darius Vrox looked up from a flimsy sheet of paper to find Sylvara Astra leaning against one of the old archive’s many shelves. Wearing just one glove, she held up a similarly thin piece of paper. On the backside, he could see the broken wax seal bearing the compass rose atop a maze-like background. Without a word, Darius held out a hand. The inquisitrix shoved her shoulder against the shelf and stalked over, flipping the paper around as she moved. She placed it…-
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Of Necromancy and Gods
“Current food stores can feed the prisoners for three weeks with mild rationing. Further than that and we’ll need either extreme rationing or another source of food.” Arkk nodded his head, sliding a paper across his desk. “Thank you, Alma. Maintain the mild ration for now then. We’ll reevaluate our situation after a week. I hope to receive a response from Evestani’s leader by then.” If it came down to it, he could create hatcheries and pig farms like what Fortress Al-Mir had. There were…-
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Securing Territory
“It doesn’t feel good.” “War never does.” Arkk didn’t have the experience to make that kind of claim. He wasn’t old enough to have seen any other wars. All he had were the stories told by bards, mercenaries, adventurers, and other ramblemen who passed through Langleey Village. Hawkwood sat on the other side of the room, scowling at a letter delivered by a Swiftwing harpy. “They always glorified it. Stories, that is. Warriors fighting off the barbarian hordes and heroes standing…-
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Maintaining Order
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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Thousands dead. People he had been charged with leading into a new, more peaceful age. Sons and fathers who would never return home. The aftermath of Gleeful had been bad enough. Now this? Sule, head bowed and hands clasped together, listened to the listeners as they mumbled over their bowls of water. Each word, translated by Grand Vizier Zarkov, added a weight to Sule’s back. He had never been one to concern himself with legacy, not while the people of Evestani were suffering. Yet, he couldn’t…
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Phase Five – Capture
Clamors of war, cries of battle, and the clang of steel filled the air. Evestani forces defended with faith and power, wielding their overwhelming numbers against Company Al-Mir. Their god protected them, keeping the hostile siege magics from causing any harm. Then, the protective magics failed. Siege magic bombarded the primary concentration of Evestani forces. They fell back, moving to better defensive points where they could hold off the lesser numbers with greater efficiency. Until a…-
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Phase Four – Siege
Getting men to close the last few paces and engage in combat wasn’t an easy task. The young, no matter their talk while gearing up, would find themselves nervous while those experienced in war and combat would know the risks well. Only the foolhardy would charge ahead, bleating their cries of war. They were usually the first to fall. No matter how foolish they were, their deaths would harm the morale of everyone around them. Which was why Hawkwood did not accept the foolhardy…-
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