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      Viscount Wesley

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      by Tower Curator “She didn’t even look at me. The moment she realized who I was, she turned away. Not once did she even pretend to glance back.” “Did you expect her to start shouting and waving? Pointing out the elf on the rooftop about to attack the Duke?” Arkk said with a shake of his head. “I can’t believe you were about—” Ilya cut him off. “I wasn’t.” “What else were you grabbing your bow for?” “I just… nothing,” she said through her teeth. “I don’t want to talk about…
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      The Inquisition of the Light

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      by Tower Curator Arkk sat on a bench outside the recovery ward of Cliff’s academy. He had run out to get help the moment the woman—Zullie, he had discovered—collapsed. A few students and instructors had come, picked her up, and carried her off to the recovery ward. He should have left while they were busy and not paying attention to him, but two things were keeping him at the academy. First, he hadn’t accomplished anything he had come here to do. All he had learned was one spell that he couldn’t remember after…
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      Explorations and Gambling

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      by Tower Curator Dakka leaned back in her chair, taking a long drink from the hardest ale served in whatever shithole she found herself in. She tried to project an air of casual disregard as she carefully watched the faces around her. The lizardman with his distinctly inhuman facial features was the hardest to read. His tongue flicked out of his face, tasting the air as his beady yellow eyes looked over his opponents. In contrast, the little fairy girl couldn’t be any more open as she sighed over and over again at the…
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      Investigating the Leads

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      by Tower Curator As it turned out, the garrison and the academy were fairly close to one another. Both were built into the mainland mountain that shadowed Cliff. Both even had similar architecture on the exterior, that being miniature keep-like structures that extended out from the sheer face of the mountain. The difference was that one kept a contingent of guards standing around its entrances. Adjusting the odd jacket of his dark suit, Arkk stood in the middle of a small line. He had dressed up, deciding to make use of…
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      The City of Cliff

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      by Tower Curator Cliff was unlike anything Arkk had ever seen before. Arkk wasn’t sure if he was vibrating in excitement or shaking from nerves. He was finally out of Langleey Village, traveling and seeing the world. Technically, he had been traveling for a week now, but some of the luster of travel had worn off once he realized that most villages weren’t meaningfully different from his village and most burgs were just larger villages. Unlike the places they had traveled through to reach here, this was a…
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      Leaving Langleey

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      by Tower Curator “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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      Harvest

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      by Tower Curator An orc with deep, almost red skin shot Arkk a dark look. Pausing his scythe-swinging, Arkk glared back until the orc averted its gaze. Several under his employ were a bit unhappy with the situation. He recognized that mutiny might be near but this was something he wasn’t willing to budge on. Harvest wasn’t a simple thing where one day everyone woke up and decided to harvest everything all at once. These things came in waves. Several crops overlapped; beets, oats, and barley all needed to be…
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      Aftermath of the Barrows

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      by Tower Curator Ilya grasped at her side, teeth clenched tight. The ointment that Abbess Keena had slathered onto her wound helped to numb the pain, but only while sitting still. She tried not to move too much, but at the same time, she didn’t want to appear injured. The orc, Dakka, sported a similar wound. A deep gash right in her side nearly twice as long as Ilya’s wound. She wasn’t grimacing and limping around. The Abbess hadn’t even tended to the orc. Yet Dakka carried around her ridiculous shield riddled…
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      The Chieftain

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      by Tower Curator “She’s still down there. I can see movement.” “It’s too dark to make anything out. Did she bury the glowstone knowing we were watching or did they get buried in the rubble?” “Can she summon the demon without sacrifices?” “Don’t ask me how it works, human. You’re the spellcaster here.” “Does she have sacrifices?” “We saved the other humans.” “What if some goblins fell in with her, could she use those?” Arkk stared into the crystal ball, trying to…
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      The Barrows

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      by Tower Curator “A barrow?” Arkk said with a scowl. There went his best plan. The horde had holed up in an old burial mound some distance south and east of Langleey Village. He had been hoping for a nice open field where Ilya would have had a clear shot at the summoner from afar. Even if she couldn’t get a shot, somewhere open would have been better. Arkk had never been inside the barrows here. He knew from stories of mercenaries hunting down the odd necromancer that they weren’t spacious areas. Tight…
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