Christopher Jackson
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Another day of random Crafting lost. It was good Naming Karma was a thing. Guangzhou was digging out from the wind and rain and devastation, but for all the deafening assault of the magical storm, it had done precious little damage to the abodes of normal humans. Some had died as buildings collapsed, and I regretted it, but the way it hampered the mobility and visibility of both forces of Cultivators, and provided an extra punch from above that had killed thousands of them and breached all their…-
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-Wow!- Gregorigori /said, thinking about how to do that, and getting excited that, on behalf of Traveler, he definitely had the power to do so! -Ouch!- And cruelly direct, too. The gnome patted himself on the back for swearing in early and getting in on the ground floor for all this. Just the natural adjustments among fellow Vassals had left him in charge of tech support for most of Heavenbound Hall, to the astonishment of some of the former managers here who were now relegated to support roles. He still…
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“Yeah, I’m, like, just because of that, I’m surprised you don’t stay that way.” “Erm. Can’t you, ah, borrow their appearances?” “Right, stealing someone’s life is just murder and theft of the highest order,” the holo-gnome murmured. “Would you be permitted to for infiltration purposes?” That said, the women had been extremely useful for hunting down dozens of total bastards as bad or worse than themselves. He didn’t like doing it, but they had all deserved to burn, for stuff…
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“Then by all means, let us spread the knowledge of this. Low, broad strength is what science supports best, and is almost the antithesis of magic. As long as it does not interfere with the development of the higher Levels of the various races, this should be disseminated quickly!” the Angelos agreed. “Yes. We are heading there now.” My smile was hard and cold. “We have found something Cultivators are actually good for. We can kill them in peace, now.” ----------- “Welcome again, I am…
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It was a round, short-brimmed hat suitable for an angler, complete with a couple gleaming hooks and fancy feathered fly lures already stuck into it. I lifted it off Graf Mochtal's hands, stepped over to the end of the tub and the head of the angel jutting above it, and set it on that silvery brow. Light glimmered and flowed, seeming to relax. The seven-foot tall planetar shrank and morphed, taking on flesh tones, an older human face weathered by years and trials, great pain, and solemn joys. I nodded…
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“Your “I He probably didn’t know what that was, but I did, and I was the one making the Wish. “Your Wish is granted!” he proclaimed boldly again. “I “Your Having a planetar owe him a favor, or three, could only be really, really good for him in the future, after all! A return to original condition and invigoration of the body and soul. An easing and strengthening of the mind to repair the immense trauma of his time of torture. A cleansing to rid the celestial of any lingering Taint…
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I gave Master Fred twenty I went in the other direction. We went looking for those people with the crimson and/or purple souls who’d arranged for this to happen, and then we gave them I found the temple to Huul they had erected here, guarded by a bunch of nervous men in blacks and reds who were not happy to see me. The gaping people in the area watched me come, and blow through those bastards explosively, destroying their temple, walking right through their spells and gunfire and explosives and…
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His Crystal Dragon Heavyfoot was still apparent in her stride, all his clothes having morphed with the change in convenient fashion. I didn’t have Tremblesense, but when her heel came down, and her sole rolled forwards, the hellfire on the ground was getting out of her way. It flowed past and over her, but refused to touch her. The sight was definitely eye-catching, especially as it blazed around her dual wings. She wasn’t a four-winged angel, but, mmm, given that level of strength and power right…
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WHAT NOW?, he asked calmly, eying the three sprawled females with approval for just how brutally they’d been taken down. I pointed. “Tell me if that dais is part of the floor or laying on it. It doesn’t look like the same type of stone.” He trotted across the fifty-foot distance to the center of the circle, and crouched down to touch the seam. FUSED, BUT SEPARATE, he confirmed. I nodded. “And it’s too heavy for you to move.” He pushed it slightly, and nodded confirmation. I took a deep…
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He pointed to himself, the two Illriggers with their automatic weapons, then the big devil with the hellfire eyes, occasional drops of steaming drool falling from its jaws to hiss on the polished blackness of the floor before the hellfire swept them away tracelessly. I pulled the Orb off of “I got the gargoyles while that happens, but there’s no way I can enter the Pattern itself.” I began to remove crystalline vials filled with sparkling stuff, and handed four of them to him. He smiled, and they…
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