Andrew Thompson
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Dallion’s trip through the jingle continued for half a day. During that time, there were several attempts of creatures to kill him. Some relief on their camouflage, choosing to strike from the trees without warning. All, without exception, were capable of combat splitting, attacking with up to half a dozen instances. Unfortunately for them, Dallion had gotten into the habit of keeping twelve instances at all times, rendering their attempts unsuccessful. The follow up was always the same. The moment the…-
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The old echo was not at all pleased with what Dallion had done, although he had become a lot calmer since they had left the Star’s pyramid. Virtually everything in the temple was made to be a trap for suspecting and unsuspecting alike. Dallion had found that the hard way. Even now it broke his heart thinking of the amount of special metals left behind. He knew that was for the best, but there was one he could keep himself from taking—the Swiss army knife from Earth. “Unless the Moons are against it,…
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Even after all this time, the “Armoury” remained well stocked. There were dozens of weapons made of sea iron and even rarer metals. The clothes that went with the suits of armor had long rotten and dissolved to dust, leaving nothing but metal fragments on the floor. However, that wasn’t the whole of it. A barred section was further in. A quick glance revealed that the more exotic weapons, such as bows, swords, and even crossbows, were placed there, safely locked away. Furthermore, a large vault door…
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There was no way to be certain what the pyramid looked like when initially built, but majesty emanated from it even in its current half buried state. Sand and time had failed to blunt the walls and edges of the monumental structure, then proceeded to bury it instead. Looking at it, Dallion could recognize the three distinct balconies on the façade. In the past, they must have been places from which important dignitaries waved to their people. Now, they were the only means of entry into the…
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The green rectangle emerged as Dallion landed on the floor. Veil had already vanished, making Dallion feel slightly sad. He would have liked to have chatted a bit more with the echo, even if he knew that it wasn’t the real Veil. Still, there was nothing stopping him from visiting Dherma on his way back. Without hesitation, Dallion chose the reaction trait, increasing it to thirty-one. It was funny how much he had neglected it. Upon entering this world, it was the first that he had chosen, making…
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The attack was completely unexpected. Not only that, but it did something that Dallion didn’t think possible. There was no way he had imagined this! The skill had to be a hint from the Moons of what was possible by specializing in a single skill. Dallion barely had enough time to jump aside as the corresponding line attack flashed past, splitting the entire hall in two. Unlike his previous trial, nothing broke off, but the power of it was plainly obvious. “Surprised?” Veil asked, after he made a…
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The jungle disappeared, replaced by the tropical paradise that was Dallion’s domain. A deep sense of warm calm filled the air, reminding all that this was a temporary shelter from reality. However, even here, elements of the external threats were seeping through. The sky, usually deep blue, now had several black clouds floating about. “You worry too much,” a familiar voice said. Turning around, Dallion saw Nox confidently walking towards him. The crackling was definitely not a cub anymore. Twice…
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The revelation that the Luors were related to every overseer in the empire was enough to send chills down anyone’s spine. However, that paled in comparison to the realization that one of Dallion’s friends might end up in that position for their own village should it ever obtain a city status. The worst of all—that was most likely the best thing that could happen to them. Given that they had already attracted quite a bit of attention, thanks in a large part to Dallion, they could easily be made…
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Star-touched, platinum blond, unfallen… there were many ways to describe them—the humans that long ago had been tempted by the Star and had turned their back to the Moons. According to what Nil had said a while back, those were the first human cultists that came into being. Unlike the modern equivalents, they had made a vow to remain with the Star, and thus had kept their sanity and consciousness. Sadly, as with more things relating to the star, the arrangement didn’t last long. Tempted with…
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The work of the shardflies was visible at first glance. A bit too eager to please, they didn’t just create a series of footholds, but carved a ladder on the side of the tower leading all the way up to the top. As Vihrogon liked to joke, Dallion had that effect on beings. Naturally, there were a few additional decorations that could be described as more artistic, almost modernist. Dallion had no idea what they were supposed to represent, but had no doubt who had created them. Without muttering a word, he…
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