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      Aftermath - HawkwoodAftermath of the Duke’s Party – Hawkwood

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      by Tower Curator Hawkwood hadn’t expected to wake. Ever. He could remember what happened well enough. The commotion at the party. A sharp stabbing sensation in his back. The attempt to call for help as his legs went weak. The shocked expression on Arkk’s face. Finally, the sudden rush of lightheadedness, akin to standing too fast except far, far more severe. He knew then, as the darkness took him, that he was dead. His heart stabbed straight through. Now, he could feel his heart hammering in his head, throbbing…
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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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      Lost

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      by Tower Curator “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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      The Infernal Engine

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      by Tower Curator “ᛈᛚᛖᚨᛊᛖ ᚲᛟᛗᛖ ᚹᛁᛏᚺ ᛗᛖ.” Agnete jerked her head at the voice. The background thrum of the Anvil hammered away, clacking and clanging and whirring and grinding. It had been overwhelming in the first few moments. Agnete wasn’t sure if she had adjusted to it or if her magic was at work, but it felt like a mere distant noise now. But that voice had not. As a living human who, on occasion, interacted with others, Agnete had heard voices before. In her time with the…
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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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      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 Flame Witch

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      by Tower Curator Arkk didn’t consider himself the smartest person around. Well-read—or at least as well-read as a small village farmboy could get—and knowledgeable about the world from his frequent conversations with travelers, he thought he was better off than most. There were still many areas in which he knew he had improvements to make. Still, even the biggest idiot in the village would have been able to recognize that teleporting directly in front of a wall of fire capable of turning a door to ash in seconds was…
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      A Gleeful Reunion

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      by Tower Curator Lightning crackled in the air, hopping from one soldier to the next. In a second, the bright flash faded and twelve men clattered to the ground. Arkk didn’t spare them a second glance. He beckoned, waving at his employees. Claire, along with an injured orc and a gorgon, hurried across a gap between buildings. The dark elf clutched a hand to her arm, stymieing the flow of blood from a wound. Jorr’or looked like he could barely walk, being dragged along more than anything. While Vissh didn’t look…
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      Fruits of Research

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      by Tower Curator “This is based on the protective spell I developed before leaving the Cliff academy,” Zullie said, pacing back and forth in front of a large board of arcane diagrams. “The difference between your old spells and modern magic appears to be the source of that magic. Modern magical incantations, translated, often equate to something more akin to prayer—beseeching a higher power to act on your behalf. Old magic are more like commands. Edicts given out to magic itself to manifest servants or fire…
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      Passing Time

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      by Tower Curator “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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