Jennifer Jones
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Tala and Rane sat side by side before Walden, the Reforged-level immortal elk. Terry perched on her shoulder, though his eyes were open and glancing about in clear fascination and desire to go explore the ancient forest surrounding them. Thankfully, he was containing himself for the moment. Walden had just finished his basic overview of the difference between Sovereigns and god-beasts, and he was awaiting their questions. Rane asked something first, but to be fair, it was the most obvious follow-up…
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Tala, Terry, Rane, and Walden walked back through the forest to the exit. It took Tala a bit to notice, but while she, Terry, and Rane were treading down the grass—which quickly recovered—Walden’s hooves and forelegs seemed to meld with the grass as he walked. It wasn’t like they were passing through, either. As he moved, the grass would pull toward him, becoming a part of him before falling back away as he moved out. Thus, the foliage was rippling behind him, but in a completely different way…
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Tala, Rane, and Terry stood facing the ancient immortal elk within its cell. Its Reforged-level power was on clear display, even while it was obviously contained to keep from negatively impacting the natural world that it had cultivated and nurtured within the cell. Tala and Alat had mapped out dozens—if not hundreds—of plans, depending on how they’d first encountered the elk. They tried to bounce some of the more finalized versions off of others, but their processing speed—and the speed of their…
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Tala and Rane sat in the atrium of the cell which supposedly contained a Reforged level immortal elk, discussing the possibility of Kit simply absorbing the whole cell, atrium and all. “Kit would absorb this space, and I’d tuck it on the side of my sanctum somewhere. Then, even if the creature ‘broke out’ it would just be breaking more fully into my authority. I should be able to hold it at bay at least until I can call in help. But that’s a bit beside the point. I don’t see it as being an…
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Tala, Rane, Terry, and their defensive unit were all soaring toward their next assignment, a cell in need of maintenance. They’d finished their ‘welcome back to active duty’ celebratory cake and had fallen into casual discussions. The Paragon who was accompanying them had their rapt attention—all save Mistress Cerna, who was piloting their craft, while still obviously listening with interest—as they waited for her explanation as to what she’d meant when she had said that she technically…
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Tala was in awe of the new level of accuracy Terry had managed to bring to his species’ name. He was—more than ever—a true terror bird. She was using a practice sword formed of white steel—still joined to her elk leathers—so that she and Terry wouldn’t be competing for the same blade. Unfortunately, while it worked for sparring, it wasn’t magically sharp or able to cut or pierce. That was perfect for this use, but it did not represent a new weapon at her disposal. So, it might be an…
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Tala and Terry faced each other in the white void. It was no longer featureless, as the magical working of their bond lay all around them, in such intricate detail that no human could easily create it from scratch. That—among other things—confirmed Tala’s suspicion that the soulbond was simply tapping into something deeper, rather than being created, whole cloth, by the Archon star. It was through those magics—currently focused mainly on him—that she was getting glimpses into the…
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Tala was a bit in awe of how much she was able to witness of Terry's re-experiencing of his own life. She was seeing a bit more now that he was reliving the time with her, but that made sense to her, because she already had a basis of understanding into which she could slot the bits she was seeing. There wasn’t much to see from when she’d first gone to the endingberry groves near Alefast, but once she left the city again, things started to get interesting. Terry had been a bit irritated at first…
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Tala held Terry within the white of the Bonding Void, her hand stroking over the manifestation of his feathers. Terry was reliving his own life with the new perspective and cognition afforded him by his new bond to Tala. Tala couldn’t see everything by any means, but she was getting flashes of the highlights, even if they lacked much of the detail that she was sure he was privy to in his own re-experiencing. She’d already seen a few key points that she Something within the magic of the bond—or…
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