Grace Wilson
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Things were tense in the meeting room, not because of anyone there but because of the pressure pushing down on all of them. Months of preparations had gone mostly well; soldiers and adventurers had been trained, walls had been constructed, defenses built, cannons secretly installed, and Cindy had brought a small force of gunners to Avalon City with her the month before. “Scouts have confirmed the information we received about the army’s movement; they’ll be hitting the edge of our territory by later…-
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Glowl sauntered into a room deep within the embassy complex that belonged to his Kingdom of Nelam. The issues a few years ago that revolved around that blasted elven woman they called the Impossible Fist or whatever had broken open a few cracks with the leaders of Tumbling Rapids, which had led to several changes, including downgrading the building that was used as an embassy, but strides had been made to make up for that. Things had been looking good for the eventual annexation of the prosperous city and…
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The walls of Tumbling Rapids standing high above the plains made for a welcome sight. Months of marching, of having to act like part of an army instead of acting as the hunting teams they were used to, had dragged at the members of the Shatterplate Order, and as their leader, Edric had not only had to deal with his subordinates complaints and problems, but half the damn campaign’s as well, since he was one of the commanders. Not that he was, in truth, his only area of responsibility was the outriders and…
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Walls melted, roofs began to rot away, and the earth around them began to collapse into miniature bogs filled with murk as the monster fired countless attacks, destroying the village as it tried its best to kill Kay. Destructive beams of magic were mixed in with exploding orbs that spread the essence of rot and decay when they erupted. Whatever insane change that had happened to the vampyr’s eyes when it became the eldritch monster had messed with its aim, but the sheer volume of attacks and the area…
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“We’re getting close. We’ll be able to see the edge once we clear these trees.” The differences between the two local guides Kay had had the opportunity to follow recently couldn’t be overstated. Dev was an older, experienced, elven man who gave off an air of confidence. The young human woman leading Kay, Alice, and the combined team they’d brought along had refused to give her name, was barely old enough to have her first Class, and was visibly shaking with stress as she led them toward the…
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Kay swung his halberd like a felling axe and beheaded the last boar monster he’d been fighting. He glanced around to see if anyone needed help and saw things were well in hand. Eleniah’s suggestion of just going out and leading parties to kill monsters and deal with problems ended up being the best idea for leveling his Leadership Skill quickly. As far as he could tell, it was going even better than she’d thought it would since he was mostly working with mixed teams of Sentinels and Blood Guard. The…
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“This is…” Eleniah gazed around the training area with pure amusement and a little added spice of amazement at the varied simulacra all performing different tasks, “So cool!” She eventually cheered before rushing off to thoroughly trounce one at chess. The specific one practicing chess moves was a copy of Meten, and since he didn’t have any Skills related to chess, the simulacra was only as good as Kay at the game. Which wasn’t very good. Even when they played the version he was familiar…
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Metal sheets, rocks, uncut gems and crystals, and other materials, raw and processed, clanked and rattled against each other as faceless red humanoids carefully held samples of various resources up to their eyeless faces and inspected them before dividing them up into different categories and sorting them. A number of different materials were tossed unceremoniously into bins and piles, creating a continuous discordant harmony of percussion. The simulacra weren’t featureless copies of Kay this time since…
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The day has come! Book 3: The Lord of Spilled Blood is now live on Kindle and KU! Audiobook is coming soonish! Thus, the stubbing has occured and 90% of Book 3 has been taken down from RR! Look at that cover! I'm so happy with all the art I've been getting for these covers. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. Anyway, the only thing left to say is that if you're a big fan of my work, or even if you're a lesser fan and have KU, please go and check out the kindle…
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Vivien Edrasco had gradually become less and less enthused with the campaign her father’s liege lord had dragged her along on, and she had started with zero enthusiasm. It had only been a few months since the momentous meeting that had finally given her husband the clue he needed to find his “missing” cousin Murunel, and Vivien was becoming as murderous as Azred had been before his motivation to be part of the campaign had skyrocketed. Less than three months of planning marching routes, gathering…
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