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The expansive collection of ancient stone buildings was even more impressive in person than Lief had expected. Even the smallest of the structures was larger than the tallest apartment in Ahle-ho, the stonework that made up their construction an intricate and elegant series of carvings and engravings. Every wall, pillar, doorway and window served a purpose greater than they could alone, the buildings like an artwork, a complex puzzle that had been put together with incredible skill and effort. The age of…
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“And this is the Pellus public bathhouse. You might be able to tell from the architecture that the building predates the rest of the town by several centuries. Usually the older structures that predate the Academy are used by the Academy, but this is one of the few exceptions.” Their first year student guide explained, leading Leif and the two children along a mosaiced road that curved with the natural arch of the hill. “You can see on the left some of Pellus’s famous cafes and restaurants,…
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Lucia awoke for the first time in what felt like an eternity without the sharp tang of hunger nor the everpresent, bone deep ache that had been a constant tag along for the past year. The rocking of the ship and the warmth of the blankets threatened to lull her back to sleep, and a part of her mind, a part she had thought long dead and buried, wanted to accept that her present situation was all right. The street rat that had taken over couldn’t let that happen. She jolted, the unfamiliar location of…
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The pervasive dampness in the tight confines of the lower decks made Royce feel as though the world was pressing down on him. His chest tightened and gunk oozed its way into his windpipe. Even at eight years of age he knew how dire his situation was. Lucia told him he was alright, that everything would be okay. He loved his sister, he truly did. But in the year since everything had gone wrong, Royce had seen others, even kids as young as himself, succumb to the same disease. The urge to cough overwhelmed…
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Lucia put her head down and worked until her knuckles were raw and her fingers ached with exertion. The dishes, plain creations of carved wood kept piling up before her, accumulating faster than she could clean. Lucia grit her teeth, and kept going. She didn’t stop when the restaurant owner started screaming at her and the other youths to go faster, she didn’t stop when the boy next to her was dragged away and beaten for dropping a bowl. She didn’t stop, because she couldn’t. Two stale loaves of…
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The sky skimmer didn’t have individual rooms below deck. Instead it was a wide open space between the reinforced hull and the deck above, the distance between both forced both Leif and the taller passengers and crew to duck, but only slightly. The ‘room’ was segmented not by walls, but by hanging cloth, with over half the space being filled with cargo that was tied to thin metal sheets. When Leif had asked, one of the crew had told him that the sheets had a weight reducing enchantment, which he…
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Nikolas sat within his spacious and well decorated office. His boots were kicked up onto the desk before him, his chair tilted back as he read through the last of the day's reports. Acquisition forms, personnel records, monster activity reports and dungeon access permits were organised into neat piles. It amused him how his younger self would have hated this part, but now, with his age, experience and attributes the bureaucratic mundanity of his job as the guild-master was more relaxing than it was…
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Ram didn’t like cities. He didn’t like towns either, or villages for that matter. Sure, he’d spent much of his early, unintelligent life on the outskirts of northern settlements in between the times he roamed the rugged snow-capped mountains, but he had never grown to appreciate them. But watching one be built? Now that was interesting. “Uhhh, revered ancestor, sir. Are you sure about this?” “Absolutely. Have it done.” “But… Revered ancestor, not to be rude but…” Ram shot his…
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This chapter has no content other than a full character sheet overview. I recommend bookmarking it so you can reference Leif’s skills easily. === Name: Leif Vin Race: Scion of Aeons Age: 12 Awaiting manifestation: Emblem Attributes: Free: 0 Total Level: 54 Core Skills: 0/1 Monster Classes: 1/1 Skills: Gold Iron Physique / Sympathy from Experience / Consuming Aeons / Font of Life III / Tree of Respite / The Amber Path / Amber Aegis / Wood Manipulation / Meditations on Eternity Classes:…
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Leif confirmed the prompt, the space around him seeming to ripple as his aura flexed from the sudden rush of power. The choice wasn’t difficult. His , after the ten percent increase from the advancement trial and now the additional thirty percent bonus was effectively above three hundred and thirty. None of his other attributes had broken over one hundred, even after the percentage boost. Was there a chance he was overinvesting into a single attribute? Potentially. Did it feel amazing with the amount…
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