Jennifer Jones
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Tala didn’t really know how to feel about the following two weeks. First of all, after seeing the ending-grove, Thron had informed her that she’d somehow missed sleeping for the past few days, mostly due to her running around so much. She’d been understandably shocked, but when she and Alat had checked her memory, it seemed that he was correct. Her expanded flowrate was supercharging her inscriptions to the point that it seemed to be nearly negating her need to sleep. Even so, as soon as the…-
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Tala stared into the void. Well, that wasn’t entirely accurate. Unlike previous times where she had combined items with herself, or that which was soul-bound to her, the void was black in that there was no light, or input of any kind. As she examined the absence of things more closely, Tala realized that she She could feel what had led her to this moment. She had been filled with an insatiable hunger to consume everything, even heat, until she was one with all that was left. And all that was…
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Tala sat, screaming internally at the stupid magic nest in her hand. It felt like it was being purposely difficult. For whatever reason, within the magic nest, she had great difficulty making her magic turn left. And as she continued, the magic nest seemed to be incorporating more left bends the longer she practiced with it. Tala nodded to herself. She grinned. Tala thought about it and realized the obvious: Alat could only talk to Tala, so of course she’d want those conversations to actually…
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Tala and Thron sparred for nearly an hour, Tala refusing to give up. In truth, ‘sparred’ is a bit generous. Thron patiently stood in the center of the training circle, giving pointers and occasionally politely suggesting that they try other means of practice. Tala listened to his advice, attempted to implement it, then threw her aura against his, and tried to hit him. She had enough control of her own body that she never lost more than a hand to each attempted blow. Of course, that still…
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Tala sat upon her throne within Kit. She was surrounded by an eclectic mix of items that had, apparently, been within the ether hold. Even so, that was not where her mind was focused. While so closely connected with her sanctum, sitting upon the throne, she could feel that the ceiling within Kit was noticeably higher than it had been. Tala felt a smile pull at her lips, and she looked down at the box across her lap. The weapon, contained on her lap, was an interesting one. Tala thought for a moment,…
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Tala watched as the pocket reality collapsed around her. Great strips of She would have been concerned, but Pallaun had explained this part to her. He said that when the core was destroyed or otherwise overcome, the ether hold would collapse, ejecting the Eskau back into reality. Though, to be fair, his description had sounded more like the fracturing of a vase than a predator peeling strips off its prey’s corpse. Beside her, Tala saw two constructs of magic clashing. One was connected to the…
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Tala stood before heavily reinforced doors at the far end of a fake swamp within her first ether hold. Her feet squelched in muck as she shifted back and forth, considering the barrier to her path. Tala blinked several times. Alat conveyed a shrug. Tala almost put her face in her hands in resignation, but then she saw how filthy she was. “Yeah… We’ll try that next time.” Now, the big doors. The gates didn’t open. With a shrug, she drew Flow, and cut upward between the doors. She felt…
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Hey all, My family and I have been sick and under the weather in general from the middle of last week through the weekend. As such, I need to miss today's post for my sanity, among other things. Our regularly scheduled releases should resume on Wednesday. My apologies for the delay. Thank you for your readership!…
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Tala bisected the rotting corpse through the top of its head, Flow exiting between its legs. The thing still tried to grab her as it fell, and she cut the falling pieces in half again, effectively quartering the zombie. Tala was…not happy. She stood on top of the only dry patch she’d been able to find so far in the incredibly odd swamp. Instead of water, she had trudged through two-foot-deep sludge that had the consistency of week-old gravy. Tala suspected it would be a deathtrap, if the end of…
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Tala and Thron shared a brief long look, both seemingly considering the implications of Tala being able to switch targets on her gravity alterations. As they stared at where the stone block had been, Rob made a throat clearing sound. “I bet that wouldn’t harm me. Let’s test.” Thron closed his eyes and shook his head as Tala held in a laugh. In both cases, they did their best to ignore the orb. That…Tala hadn’t thought of it that way before, but Alat was right. Finally, the dwarf broke the…
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