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Chapter 8: A Helping Hand
Maelesea, 2 Weeks Later Torvola walked along the desolate coast, picking her way through spindly skeletons of dead trees and the field of debris that still carpeted the ground. She gazed up the hill to her destination: The lord’s keep. Over the last few weeks, people from the surrounding communities began to show up at…
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Chapter 7: Into the Smoke
“M’lord,” the messenger attempted to bow deeply and ended up falling to his hands and knees, “Thank you for meeting me at this late hour … I’ve ridden all day and all night.” Caleste, Edrahn, her sons, and her advisors all stood in the great hall to hear the messenger that, according to the guards,…
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Chapter 6: Caleste
Caleston, Irozia Caleste scowled and ran her fingers through her graying hair as she looked down at the papers on her desk. The previous fall had been hard, downright devastating on her countship. Early in the season, storms had ravaged the hills and turned farmer’s fields into a muddy mess. After a week of respite,…
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Chapter 5: Shadow of the Past
Cazan and Queneh had reached Jarau, one of the region’s few permanent settlements, late the next afternoon. Cazan rounded a bend in the path and finally got a good view of the town. They saw the town was located in a low and wide valley with a pale blue river meandering through the middle. They…
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Chapter 4: A Peculiar Feeling
((Author’s Note: Not going to make this a regular occurrence but since this is a change to update schedule – going to try to publish twice a week now on Tuesday/Thursdays. Felt like once a week was too slow. Carry on.)) Somewhere in Quacha Ra, Second Week of the Thawing Moon Moments like these with…
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Chapter 3: Aftermath
Had Marventas been cleaned up and in a less desolate scene he may have looked as grand as all mages seemed to think they were. However, his robes were tattered and burnt and his cloak was more of a scrap of fabric fastened around his shoulders. His normally blond hair was now half scorched and…
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Chapter 2: Invasion of the Sea
Torvola didn’t know how to get up the cliff side any better than Marí and the steep slope wasn’t doing her aching knees any favors. Saxus kept right on her heels and urged her and Marí upward as if he were herding a flock of sheep. The three scrambled to the cliff top sporting several…
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Chapter 1: The Calm
Maelesea, Irozia The village of Maelesea sat on the coast amongst nearly black rocky crags and pebbled shorelines. Its streets and colorful wooden buildings were enveloped in an almost persistent mist. The clouds formed off of the cold waters and drifted onto shore, stopped by the rolling hills that lined the coast. Some days the…
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Prologue
He trudged forward in the damp and cold depths of the long abandoned mine. The still, silent air felt as heavy as the rocks that surrounded him. The crystal in his hand weakly illuminated his way, shining on old equipment and the occasional skeleton donned in tattered armor. His ears strained to hear any sound…
