David Thompson
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Arthur stared at the two terrified men lying in the dirt in front of him. He recognized both of them. One was a minor noble from an annoying house that he was forced to bring along in the campaign. The other was one of his servants who joined the army to protect his young master. The message Void left wasn’t helpful. “They did it.” Gave him no proof or evidence at all. The large man seemed to know exactly how much trouble he was in, but the lord was an arrogant fop. Accordingly, he was all up…-
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Arthur nearly jumped out of his skin as Void zipped down from the skies, two men held aloft with it. The men were immobilized as though by invisible bonds and plopped down face down in the dirt behind the god. Arthur was still gaping when Void gave its customary wave to him. Arthur, in a slight state of shock, actually returned the wave before he realized what he was doing and then gave a slight bow of greeting. "Lord Void. I-" He cut off, glancing at the two people behind the god. They wriggled…
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When Bee reached the castle, she was greeted by an odd sight. Thankfully it was one that Susan had prepared her for, if only slightly. On top of the wall, a pair of guards stood watch. The one to the right was one of the men that had come as a refugee, one of Susan's personal trainees. To the left, top of his head barely visible above the crenellations, was one of the children. This wasn't a child she had particularly interacted with before, but if she remembered correctly, he was 4 or 5. Much, much too…
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"How in Void's name did the Nighty Knights manage to find something to kill?" Bee asked in shock. "They're only seven years old at most!" Both Susan and Tony looked at each other. "Um. Well, you see," Tony stammered. Susan eventually cut him off and tried her best to explain. "Well, we've had a bit of a problem with some undead coming at the gates at night, and apparently, a few of the watch trainees had assisted the Knights in climbing up the wall and throwing rocks down on them. This was how the…
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Over the next few days, I had a blast. Other than what the soldiers had started calling "The Hot Springs Incident," everything had been rather routine. I followed behind the army, cleaning up the best I could. Sometimes Arthur would ask me to come to spend some time upfront with him, and we would talk. Well, These breaks were nice. As fast as the army was able to march, I was able to clean much faster. This gave them plenty of time to accumulate large amounts of work for me. Then, I could do them all…
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Harold pulled his hood down over his eyes as he made his way beneath the gates of Alexander. Here in Barleona, they spoke the same language as in the kingdom, but the people looked significantly different. His standard brown hair and brown eyes would stand out here amongst the predominantly blonde, blue-eyed people. All around, he could see the standard straw-colored hair and crystal eyes popping out of a dark complexion in bright relief. The shadow of his cowl hid his face, giving him some anonymity at…
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"So. It sounds like you released a natural hot spring into camp." Arthur leaned back as he summarized my jumbled explanation. I like all my things neat, but language was way harder than I ever thought it would be. Organizing the words before writing them down was an entirely different skill than planning how to clean a room. I would need a lot more practice before I was good at putting words together efficiently. Especially when they all had so many different meanings that could be misunderstood. As it…
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Getting my domain to work the way I wanted was a bit harder than I had expected. When I had fixed particular parts of the castle before, I just told it to focus on repairing certain areas. Now though, I was trying to get it to do something precise. Having it simply create a hole clearly wasn't working. So I went back to my original idea of better altering the composition of the rock so that it was more dense, thus giving space for the liquid to escape. Clearly much easier. My plan worked almost as…
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Arthur watched as the god left his tent. Part of him - a part that he was much too afraid to voice - couldn't help but worry about what the little troublemaker would uncover next. Well, maybe it was smart not to voice that. Perhaps calling a deity a "little troublemaker" would get him smited. It wasn't that he was ungrateful for the embezzling scheme being brought to light. It was good to deal with corruption wherever he could, of course. But the case here wasn't so simple. Things like this were to…
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Bee had seen better days. She had seen worse ones, too, certainly, but not too many. With each step, she could feel her feet squish into her sodden shoes. Every laborious foot of progress seemed to push the mud higher and higher up her boots. She could only imagine how everyone else, without all her advantages, was doing. It was only a matter of time before it crept past their tops, and she would really start to be uncomfortable. Wiping a soaking strand of hair off of her face, she regretted not taking…
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