David Martinez
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Leif stalked a trio of ghosts through the damp tunnels, trying his best to ignore the rank odour wafting around him with every step he took. His clothes were torn and scorched, little better than tatters, the ivory white of his body exposed in several key locations. Echoes of voices and footsteps echoed down from above as the people of Klos went about their day, a day likely inundated with chaos and uncertainty. The guild office was destroyed, the man in charge was dead. An imperial captain who had been…
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Heat buffeted Leif as a column of fire ignited the common area of the guild building. flickered around him, the golden barrier deflecting most of the splinters and flames as the shockwave rolled over him. He whirled, cloak burning around the edges only to see a wall of smoke and dancing flames. Someone stumbled towards the door, their body almost entirely engulfed as they blindly scrambled to escape. A second blast of fire rocked the building, chunks of the ceiling coming crashing down to disappear into…
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Leif observed the growing tension between two armed forces as they squared off in the market of Klos. Words like ‘jurisdiction’, ‘treaties’ and ‘overstepping’ were thrown around with reckless abandon, and anger flared from both parties. Adventurers and civilians formed a rough semicircle around both the Ahle-ho and Empire soldiers, as if to spectate an upcoming fight. He watched the shouting match for several minutes before coming to a definitive conclusion. The imperial captain who had…
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Bells tolled in a steady cadence as Leif walked down the main street of Klos. Bleary eyed humans gathered in small groups outside homes to watch as the night sky was tainted a vibrant orange. It reminded him of the turbulence that had ignited the clouds above Far-reach, and that wasn’t a pleasant memory. But this was just a single building, it didn’t herald an undead assault or imminent fight to the death. A large crowd stood in the invisible dividing line between the main street and the plaza that…
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Cool wind skimmed the hillside, vibrant green grass waving in rippling patterns, almost hypnotic patterns. Leif spread his fingers, running them through the shin high foliage as he stared up into the perfectly clear night sky. “We of the Amber welcome you, together we will serve a greater purpose than we could alone.” Said a calm voice from off to his side. The woman, amber light having engulfed half of her body, stood, repeating her words as if to a crowd of students. But there was no one there,…
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The main road of Klos was overflowing, not just with people, but with stands and stalls. Leif and the others passed by where the usual restrictions for the town’s market was, and that too was bustling. Shouts trying to capture attention and cries marketing hot deals drowned out the high pitched chatter of the milling crowds. Soldiers, both imperial and local patrolled or shopped, but they were dwarfed by a third type of person. Adventurers, mercenaries, bounty hunters. If the cordon to hold back the…
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Jerin slumped against the portcullis of the checkpoint gate, taking a deep breath from his pipe, then exhaling over the course of several seconds. Smoke billowed out before him, slowly fading in the evening air. “You know that shit’ll kill you, right?” Another soldier said, leaning away from the smoke and wrinkling his nose. He snorted, and took another drag. “Not if I invest half my free points into it won’t.” “That isn’t military standard, how do you expect to get promoted if…
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Leif sat at the edge of the village, partially to keep watch, and partially to focus on the magical ring Samil had looted from the bandit leader. The process of attuning to a magical item wasn’t overly complicated, it just took time and focus. As the minutes ticked by the connection between himself and the ring increased, slowly blooming within his mind’s eye similar to the sensation of gaining a new skill. Finally the connection finished forming, the ring suddenly gaining a mental weight. It…
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The atmosphere within the village was oppressive and dour. Men, women and children sat or stood in groups, some trying to move their stolen belongings back into their ransacked homes with others staring blankly into space. As the tension slowly broke many of the villagers broke down with it, outpourings of emotions were a common sight. Of the nearly thirty bandits who had attacked the village, well over half had been killed. The survivors were tightly bound in makeshift ropes of wood within a building…
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The impact from the bandit’s heavy blow rang down Leif’s arm, the palm of his hand cracking slightly from the sheer force behind it. But he didn’t flinch, in fact by the horrified looks and the quickly spreading shock and panic he could sense rippling through the armed men the display had likely looked more than impressive. If possible he had wanted to avoid a fight, even if that outcome was more than unlikely. Leif pulled back , then slammed down onto the heads over every bandit present, the…
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