Christopher Jackson
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The Cult of Kali in India had a long and storied history, much of which was invisible to the eyes of those who were not involved in the undercurrents of magic behind it. Its sudden decline was directly related to the Sealing of the demonesses who had once backed it by agents of the Magi tired of them, and the Cult, deprived of the source of its power, had fallen and languished ever since. That had changed after the Shroud Fell. Its influence tried to pry open all extra-dimensional spaces, and that…-
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It was cold, but the dim, hazy light was still there on and off at this time in May. Legion formally knelt before the Obelisk of the Covenant of the High Ice. Their words traveled only as far as the Obelisk to any normal ears, but the Wind whipped them away, and the ground thrummed beneath their feet. They were a Warlock Grandmaster, and all Spirits could hear their Voices. The Old God swirled up out of mist and ice and snow shortly, Her power and influence congregating before Legion’s senses. Legion…
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“We have something to ease your mind.” “What is that?” King Oichio could not think of anything that would still the whirlwind of vengeance he wanted to inflict on the enemies of his Kingdom. Whole Clans subverted to the Devourer and the Black Depths. Cults to the Old Ones. Hunters of their own people: cannibals, murderers, traitors, blasphemers and heretics of the highest order! What was even grimly hilarious about it was that his vizier and his queen had not even known that each of them stood…
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Red and gray scales burned along and stained the vizier’s awkward lower body. His stubby fins and tail instantly grew longer, sharper, more lethal and predatory, his tail and lower body extending out into something that was definitely not a sunfish... although it was definitely thicker and more powerful than any normal shark. Hellfire-red ignited inside his black eyes, but he could only quiver there, his now much-wider jaw shaking open and revealing rows of shark’s teeth. “Give,” Legion said,…
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There was no doubt who was in command here between Legion and I, and the Lemurian Dragon King of the merfolk could see it with just a glance between the two of us. He could see that Legion was at least a base Seventeen, and with that Draconic Bloodline, effectively at least Twenty... and so more powerful and dangerous than he was. And then there was me, showing a Noble Rank of at least Fifteen... and a Caster Level of There were only three others still with him. The first was obviously the Queen, by…
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=========== I was a hundred miles off Wake Island for this meeting, sitting on the ocean out in the middle of nowhere. I wasn’t quite alone, although they probably didn’t know I was extremely aware of them. There was a lot of stuff swimming around about me that wasn’t animal life, looking up at me warily as the time came, suspecting a trap or something worse. But there was just Legion, Sleipner, and I. No ships, no planes, no bloody anything around at all. Which was also very disconcerting to…
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Legion was with me as I entered Penitent Hall once again. I came here regularly, speaking with the Warlocks old and new, monitoring their conditions and intentions... and dropping off massive amounts of goldweight for them to burn away into dust. All of them had seen literally billions of dollars in gems and goldweight Burn away in Infusing Patterns by now. They had watched craftcoins and jewelry and beautiful gemstones dissolve into sparkles and get poured into base magical Weapons, Armor, It came,…
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The Chinese had seized the anchor fortress at Jiayu Pass, reduced it to white dust, and now were literally cutting their way down the Great Wall, vivisizing it with the bones and dust of the uncounted multitudes of undead chained to it and what it represented, and were advancing along it grimly. It had rapidly become a rite of passage for the Chinese to undertake, a purging of the last elements of their past trying to hold them down, and breaking the dead free of the chains upon them as they did so. For…
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The dragon’s hoard itself wasn’t nearly as valuable as the carcass of the dragon itself, at least from a goldweight standpoint. What was more precious was the lore the dragon had taken upon itself to ‘safeguard’, taking records, tablets, carvings, scrolls, and the like from various places across the world, and reserving them for itself and its kin. I didn’t know the world well enough to return them to their true owners, although I was pretty sure I could spend magic to do so. As it was, much of…
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Urmryxigorz the Wise was on alert. It wasn’t that much different a mindset from that of a normal dragon, merely wound up with more paranoia. It made sleeping and even dozing rather impossible, but that was fine, as a dragon could stay awake for weeks and even months if need be. All five of its mahar Pactbound had been eliminated, smoothly and precisely. There was no sign of what or who had killed them by the other mahar who had hurried to investigate the disappearances of them and their cohorts. They…
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