Christopher Jackson
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The morkoth wasn’t trying to stop the trawler; it was obviously herding them into the invading force of Deep Ones. A kraken could reach right over the bow and clean the trawler up in seconds, it wouldn’t even be a fight. Happily, The Mick preferred to drive with the top down on his Caddister Convertible, because he could. Lights off, So was the tentacled abomination that was the morkoth. Amaretta shot out of her seat, thirty feet in the air in a second, her blood-around-bone Sword She could see…-
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On March 12 and 13 The first was that Naturally, he turned to his other protective functions to round them out, and his Naming Karma started going into his The next day, I had actually stripped down much of the power of a The first was for non-specialist Wizards, for whom the Staff was designed. It gave the basic School Benefit of an Evoker, i.e., the +1 damage/die to all Evocation spells, to a standard Wizard, who normally did not get that benefit. Beyond that, the Staff could expend one charge…
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“All believe they are the highest and best path, when all of them are just part of the path,” sighed Hierophant Pinewhisper. “ He said nothing. It came with Power. The feeling that normal people were helpless bumblers to be kindly shepherded along by those with the power and knowledge to know better and do more grew VERY quickly among the Powered, especially as they gained Levels. “So, you act as a Great Shepherd, guiding fools along on the right path?” He said it neutrally, but there was a…
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==================== “I can “Deep One undercities.” Areas on the Pacific and the Atlantic lit up in pale green. “I intend to map the seas. It is not something that will be done overnight, as I can only move two hundred or so miles an hour while doing so.” A swathe of magenta moved down the east coast of America, swung out into the sea, swung back... and more question marks began to pop up here, there, everywhere... “Gentlemen, if you allow the hostile undersea races to stay intact after…
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Watching the most powerful woman in the world come trotting up on a supernatural flaming skeletal not-a-horse is one of those situations that the Secret Service just had to tighten up their belt buckles and deal with. The Marines on duty gawked in delight, as this was quite a show, even for Powered. The dhatun Senior Agent on duty also happened to have the last name of Blakhamar, which amused me to no end. “Um, Lady Traveler, I’m not at all sure how to ask for your ID,” he said with a perfectly…
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We were rolling out the information harvested from the Winter Solstice display. Those rockets getting fired off were all for very specific purposes, and all of them had been retrieved from the waters of Lake Huron, if at all possible. Lining up the number of experiments and the devices to send them up past the Shroud, to whatever was Out There. I was watching out the eyes of Gillespie Grundelbrun, one of the Artificers who’d been earnestly serving with the Shroudzones, and working on all the puzzles…
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It had been a long month for me, and March wasn’t looking any shorter. We were up on the Tibetan Plateau now. Well, it had been the Tibetan Plateau. What it was now was another one of those belly-groaner things. The winds carrying distant whispers and screams, sibilant promises, and crazed laughter. The air saturated with psychic pain and fear. Mists gathering out of nowhere and dissipating. Even the Haze was thickening and thinning irregularly, as if subject to some outside force testing it, and my…
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The helping Purgers were delighted to get the golden fruits of their labors, of course, with the caveat that they only got to use the gold to Burn magic items into existence, and only while they stayed in China. They could keep what they made, of course, but only as long as they fought every day. A goldweight a day to Burn away was a damn good reason to fight or be moving to fight every day. There were plenty of Daoist Sects and strongpoints left to kill, and the Shroudzones were still everywhere. There…
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The bricks came to life, shuffling together with the lightness and ease of playing cards, and I directed them to stack themselves up on the cloth on the floor. With speed and grace, they did so, stacking themselves up all across it with mathematical precision, while I joined up the next set of four. When it was done, I transferred the spell to the next set of cubes, and bid it do the same thing. Rinse, repeat. I laid down more oversized Very satisfied, I rolled that back up, ------ I was actually…
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“Letting the stone take all the abuse was a fine idea,” Briggs said. “I’m glad I thought of it.” “You should share such genius with us earlier. I might have been able to work that into my Warlordship,” I shot right back at him. He gave me a look, I gave him a stink-eye, and everyone else burst out laughing. Briggs just laughed from his belly and hugged Sama closer, who purred and raked her nails over his hide, Vajras sparking at one another. “That were a Good fight, and truth to that,”…
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