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Magical Bombardment
Magic was exhausting. At least for normal people. Arkk had yet to come across a situation that had drained him to the point where he had to take a seat. He owed that to Fortress Al-Mir, however. Most people didn’t have a direct connection to an ancient magical artifact that acted like a reservoir, pooling the combined magic of everyone in his employ and the very land that he claimed as his own. To maintain an active siege—or a defense—for anyone else, they would have to rotate out their…-
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Magic Toxicity Levels
“Have you been able to take any readings of ambient magic?” Arkk asked as he and his tethered group walked along a line of lesser servants. They all made sure to keep in physical contact with the servants at all times. So far, no one had gotten lost in the Maze which, given the scattered lesser servants who felt right next to each other yet couldn’t find one another, seemed more like a miracle than not. Yet it couldn’t be a miracle. Not when the god of this realm was the one pushing them…-
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Lost
“My plan worked,” Arkk announced to the silent darkness. “The avatar is dead.” Zullie turned away from her work, lifting an eyebrow. “Your plan?” Arkk let out a small sigh. “My plan, you and Sylvara’s efforts in making that effigy, Lexa’s efforts in actually getting it to the avatar, and Savren trapping the avatar’s mind solely in the host he was inhabiting. Whatever you want to call it, it worked.” “Permanently?” “I’d hope so. I think Savren is trying to…-
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Losses
“On behalf of all of Company Al-Mir, I would like to thank you all for coming to pay tribute to our fallen brothers-in-arms.” In the six and a half months that Fortress Al-Mir had been in operation under Arkk, there had only been one death. Kazz’ak, one of the original orcs, perished while fighting the slavers at Moonshine Burg. According to Rekk’ar, his death came about due to his own stupidity in treating the slavers as farmers subject to a raid rather than fellow raiders. Arkk wasn’t…-
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Lightning Rod
Something was wrong. The Empress sighed, finger pressed against her temple as she leaned against her armrest. Something was off. Everything had been going well enough, considering the lack of resources she had to work with. Thanks to information from her luminous counterpart, she knew where the fortress was. She had been able to lay siege with only her airships. The attack must have taken the Keeper by surprise; there were holes in the fortress everywhere within the so-called Cursed…-
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Life-Death-Undeath
One thing after another. Never a chance to rest. Arkk stood inside the currently inert walking fortress, frowning at the on its shadowy pedestal. He had half a mind to claim it for himself. Vezta worried that anyone else might betray them once they had a taste of its power or just go rogue. Arkk wasn’t quite so pessimistic. Leda hadn’t betrayed him. He hadn’t planned for her to take the , that had been Priscilla’s machinations, and she certainly wouldn’t have been his first pick from those he…-
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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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Leda
“It is quite simple,” Priscilla said, giving Leda a light push against her back. “Just reach out and take it. Push a little magic into it—” “I don’t have magic. No fairy does.” “You have magic from your contract with Arkk. That will work for this.” Leda looked away from the shadowy orb that hovered above a narrow pedestal and looked at the dragonoid woman. “Why can’t you do this?” “I said why,” Priscilla said with a bit of impatience leaking into her voice. “I…-
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Leaving Langleey
“And then they just left.” Arkk looked around the room, staring at the morose faces. Well, one morose face. Fortress Al-Mir had undergone some reorganization. The orcs had a whole village-sized section of the fortress to themselves. Heavy iron doors fabricated by the blacksmith wouldn’t let any of them cross over into a more secluded area for him, Ilya, and Vezta. He and Ilya even had private rooms, made using the same living area magic that allowed the orcs to create personalized homes for…-
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Langleey Village
Gert Freede, Baron of Langleey, made his home in the center of the village square, just across from the church. It wasn’t a particularly large manor. Arkk had been to other villages and burgs where their local lords of the land had miniature castles. Gert lived a simple life, not far elevated from the serfs employed to work the farms. The grounds were far more elaborate than the house, being one large garden tended to by Gert’s wife and a few others. The wide lanes of strawberries were a much-beloved…-
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