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      Shadow Forge

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      by Tower Curator Agnete stood at the center of the Shadow Forge, frowning down into the swirling black mass that pooled within the crucible. She had always considered herself a creative person. During her downtime with the inquisitors, she often found herself left to her own devices. She liked to pass the time creating small sculptures, usually by turning sand to molten glass in her bare hands and then shaping the glass from there. Since joining with Arkk, she had taken to spending time in the forge.…
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      Settling In

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      by Tower Curator “And the inquisitors?” “They look like they just finished their investigation,” Zullie said, peering over the crystal ball. “They didn’t find anything.” “Not even the teleportation circles?” “I think those were destroyed when you collapsed the connecting tunnel.” Frowning, Arkk drummed his fingers on the table. When he collapsed the tunnel, the entirety of the false fortress had lost the magic keeping it going, reverting the claimed territory to loose dirt and rock. A few…
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      Securing Territory

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      by Tower Curator “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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      Scrying Team

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      by Tower Curator 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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      Scouting Mission

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      by Tower Curator “So that’s it?” Arkk asked, looking out over the wide gardens and open plazas that made up the promontory that jutted out into the ocean. The grounds looked idyllic, the kind of place where fairy-tale princesses would frolic during the day. At night, the white stone walls would provide plentiful security for a peaceful rest. Clinging to the roof of a building with Ilya at his side wasn’t how he pictured his day going when Ilya said she could get their eyes on the Duke’s manor. He wouldn’t,…
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      Saved

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      by Tower Curator “Priscilla?” Leda whispered, eyes darting around with fear and worry. She had finally found the dragonoid. It hadn’t been difficult. Priscilla plowed through the trunk of a tree, sending it toppling to the ground, and then left a massive gouge through the dirt for a good hundred paces, crashing against another few trees in the process. All Leda had to do was follow the destruction. The hardest part had been getting out of the harness in the tree. One of Leda’s wings was broken. She hadn’t…
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      Sabotage

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      by Tower Curator Joanne moved through a series of tunnels with some of her fellow former Claymores. Working with people she had known for years made operations like today’s go smoother and easier. Not that working with Arkk’s other units was particularly difficult. She had thought it would be. As a human who had been in a human-majority organization, their tactics and training were designed for humans. Although demihumans, such as orcs, were relatively similar to humans, their favored tactics often differed. Orcs,…
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      Running the Gauntlet

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      by Tower Curator “Three… two… one… stop,” Arkk said, watching as the sands ran out of a small hourglass. Savren pulled a small glowstone from the center of a middling ritual circle and quickly began examining it. It took a few minutes to finish and then he still had to pull out a small notebook and scribble down a few numbers. Arkk occupied his time watching as the landscape shimmered around him. A withered village, run-down and abandoned from the first time Evestani traversed the land, wavered and wobbled.…
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      Riots

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      by Tower Curator The transition was the important part of the act. For the first few weeks, she had made a name for herself as the person the refugees of Cliff could come to for nearly any concern they had. Cold at night? Katja had blankets. Little ones fallen ill? Katja had medicine. Rations handed out by the guards weren’t enough? Katja had food. Injuries accrued from fleeing the enemy of the people? Katja knew healers. In only a few short days, no one at the refugee camp hadn’t heard of her. Even those inside…
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      Return to the City of Cliff

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      by Tower Curator Returning to the City of Cliff did not fill Arkk with the same sense of wonder and awe that had struck him during his first approach to the city. Cliff hadn’t changed. It was still the largest settlement he had ever seen, far larger than any regular burg, with grandiose buildings and a harbor full of ships that looked too big to float. The temple atop the island mountain in the middle of the bay gleamed in the sun of the early evening, just barely out of reach of the shadow of the mountain that gave…
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