Christopher Jackson

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  • Chapter 75 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson “He’s Heavenbound Primary. He works for the Good Guys. Everything he does as a Pactbound has to be in accordance with, and not against the dictates, of his Heavenbound Pact. So, everything he’s doing for Baltimore has to fit as something he might do as a Heavenbound... it’s just normally Heavenbound don’t do such minor stuff, or fight against such banal Evils like Greed and Sloth. “I imagine he can also tell that the three of you don’t have particularly high aspirations for your…
  • Chapter 74 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson And so the next few days passed. The college student, Sally, was all happy chipper to meet up with an internet celebrity like me, and brought in her personal laptop and a Lorepad attuned to it with only up/down buttons active for me. We got set up in a back room with adequate supplies for her, and I chatted with her while reading through stuff very quickly, filing it all away for digestion and organization, building up myself an alternate world database so I could at least pretend I lived here... all the…
  • Chapter 73 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson Eighteen volleys and a few shrieking ectos gone burning in vivus later, we were done. “Commander, could I borrow your Baneskull and Token there?” I asked him calmly. He unclipped them and handed them over without a word, and I affixed them to My target was a spectre. With a Baneskull attached, I didn’t need to power up Whatever, the unlucky fat fellow in the suitcoat ate seven full-force 7d6 for the Seven jetsilver tears wound about with flames black, white, and crimson slammed into it…
  • Chapter 72 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson Getting admitted wasn’t difficult, although the guards gawked up at Commander Briggs, even though his name was on the list. His team kind of gathered around me and obstructed views, and I was barely noticed. Master Fred wasn’t noticed at all. He The design of the Wall was very similar to Long Island: hexagonal columns of concrete laid down and stacked up, any imperfections filled in with magic patiently and over time, and stairs and railings and the carvings necessary for the containment effect…
  • Chapter 71 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson While the Freemasons had no monopoly on the making of magic items or the foundation items, they set the standard for all crafters and Crafters. Anyone seeking to buck the system by undercutting pricing or doing false QL would come under tremendous, possibly lethal, pressure. Of course, many crafters complained about monopoly, restricted training, and so forth... but the fact was, with Akasic training via Karma available, there was no way to limit the acquisition of skills. There was Karma, time, talent,…
  • Chapter 70 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson Fey hiding in the shadows had come into the light, and were ever more populous in this new world with magic about. Ancient beasts from deep places were returning to the light, and the existence of the Felldeep, opening back up with buried kingdoms and realms somehow existing down in the depths of the world, raised hackles on anyone wise. Unperturbed by the rise of the undead, the sea nations were now making themselves known. The ancient Deep Folk, fish-headed servants of Dagon and the Mythos, ruled the…
  • Chapter 69 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson “Wha-what?” the man stammered, and then realized what the square pupils meant. “Oh gods, you’re Citybound...” There wasn’t much sound, but the Wrath was bright red, and a little black, as his head blew apart under Fred’s Grit, and only ash reached the old green paint on the office wall. Fred retrieved the man’s cell phone from his pocket, and turned to the frozen director. YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHY I AM HERE, Fred’s words flamed up and were gone, the man paling. “This is…
  • Chapter 68 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson I turned away, and the hair on my scalp went up. My head snapped back around, and I stared directly at the sky palomino statue. It hadn’t moved at all, but I could definitely tell it was looking at me. It was a Scrying Focus... Magical items made by a Caster are ideal targets for their Scrying. The Karmic Cost that binds the magic to the item means a little bit of your soul is actually in every magical item you make. Couple that with potentially crafting the item, and then having to Spellcraft the…
  • Chapter 67 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson I WILL SET YOUR PHONE UP WITH SIMPLE CALL-IN AND OUT, AND AVOID THE OTHER FUNCTIONS, he informed me. SOMEONE WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY ARE DOING WILL BE ABLE TO ACCESS THE APPLICATIONS, AND GREGORIGORI AND HIS PEOPLE COULD DO SO REMOTELY, WITH YOUR PERMISSION. BRAND WITH YOUR MAGIC, PLEASE. He held it out, a big glowing fingerprint thing there on its screen. I coalesced a There were probably monitoring and tracking things involved with it, but I didn’t care. “Can you download her prior logs of calls and…
  • Chapter 66 — The Power of Ten Cover
    by Christopher Jackson I stepped inside behind him, scanning for anything living or intelligent, and finding nothing. He was likewise looking with the Eyes of Heaven, and finding nothing. He tapped his nose, and I sniffed. Yeah, there was something like rotting meat. Despite his size and weight, he moved with level feet and great weight distribution, and could have been a shadow as he moved ahead of me. I noted the bowls on the floor in the corner before I turned my head to see the dead dog sprawled in the short hallway,…
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