David Thompson
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Arthur looked back as he led the army out of the gates. As much as he was excited to be several days ahead of schedule, it wasn't really so simple. Empirically this was the best outcome; they would clear the threat as fast as they could to limit the spread of the undead. But he had hoped to do so much more for the city. Even though it would objectively be the wrong choice, some part of him wanted to stay for a little bit and help Caleb rebuild. There was a certain amount of responsibility that he felt…-
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Bee walked back up the column of refugees. She had been a bit worried about their pace this morning, but things had started out alright. The march yesterday had improved on their previous best by a decent amount. But to her surprise, no one had fallen behind. Despite Gertrude's assurances, there had been lots of grumbling that made its was to Bee’s ears, but nothing serious. They seemed to understand the urgency of getting to th castle quickly. Over the past couple of days, they had improved the…
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The Warden struggled to hide his frown as he left the council meeting. The contents had been fairly standard, and he really didn’t have much to say beyond his usual advice and some extra tidbits of information his position gave him. Still, what he had heard had been concerning enough. That the city of Caleb was still in one piece was hard to believe. Especially after hearing not only Harold’s report, but the hundreds of eyewitnesses he had brought back as well. However, the messages from Arthur had…
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Bee called an early halt the first day. They were little more than a few miles out of sight of Caleb, but most of her charges were grateful for the rest. Apparently, Captain Major's assessment of the pace had been a bit inaccurate. As she walked through the caravan, she saw many people on the ground, slumped over in exhaustion. They passed water skins around. The soldiers standing guard helped where they could, for the most part, so at least that spoke well of them. In the future, they would either…
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I watched as Bee led the train of people out of the city gates and crested over the horizon. It wasn't the first time that we had been separated. But it was the first time I had really been on my own. Who knew how large of a commitment I had just made? But I still stood by my decision. The undead needed to be stopped. And judging from what I had seen here, the humans were going to struggle at it if they were left to themselves. I turned as Beatrice moved out of sight to look down at the people below.…
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Arthur was poring over the previous night's reports when his aide let in Miss Bee and her… Master? God? He was pretty sure the black disk was some sort of god, and he certainly didn't question its power. But so far, it hadn't acted like what he had expected at all from a deity. It wasn't until he had slept on his experiences that the oddity occurred to him. The fact that it didn't seem to be able to speak and that it even concerned itself with human matters was odd enough. That it cleaned the…
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The four men didn't see me at first. They were too busy bickering to look down into the shadows that pooled around their feet. One of the ones carrying a pry bar pushed one of the ones dressed as a soldier hard in the chest. This sent the man stumbling backward right at me. His heel connected with my side, and the heavy man went tumbling behind me, landing on his rear end with a vulgar exclamation. "Wat der is tat?" The nearly incomprehensible speech came from one of the other men as he pointed down…
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Arthur groaned, rubbing his temples. Calculations for time to the local quarry and estimated gate repair costs swirled around in his head. He had been hoping to leave in a couple days to follow the remainder of the enemies before the trail went cold, but it wasn't looking like that would be possible considering the state of the city. Without proper defenses, he would have to believe behind a large portion of his troops to make sure it was secure. Pushing that aside for now, he went to find Miss Bee.…
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Bee woke up feeling sore all over. Examining the room around her, she found that someone must have moved her into some temporary hospital. The room was small, barely large enough to contain the small cot she was on. Even the smallest movements pained her as she tried to sit up. The sensation was bad enough that she gave up after just getting her head off of her pillow. She felt her abdominals. Just touching them sent waves of aches all through her torso. Staring up at the ceiling, she wondered how long…
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I surveyed the battlefield, running my sensors across the city. It wasn't in great shape, but the place seemed safe enough. At least the few remaining undead inside were being taken care of. Satisfied that the danger had passed and nothing required my intervention, I turned to Beatrice. She was in less than ideal shape. The fight with that ghostly wraith had done significant damage, but I could already tell that her own skills were working on repairs. Going over to her, I could feel my passive domain…
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