John Brown
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Heather peered into the darkness, trying hard to spot any danger. The tunnel walls were damp, and the air smelled of decay as she, Webster, and Breanne hesitated. They were here to test their skills and learn how to use the new classes. Against them were Quinny and Frank, playing as the dungeon and trying to stop them. The task was to reach the heart of the third level, but the going had been rough. Dozens of battles had been fought where Heather and Breanne had been clumsy together. On top of that, Frank…-
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It was a sunny day as Heather lay on a couch Frank put out on the balcony for her. She lay on her stomach with the book she won in the dungeon party, eagerly searching for more information about the necromancers. At her side was a little table with a blue glitter bomb purchased from Rajeen's inn. Her skeleton servant stood quietly at her side with a towel over his arm, and a mustache painted on his blanched skull. She sighed as Quinny rubbed one of her feet, the zombie giving her no peace since the night…
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Heather woke to the warm sensation of a spider sleeping on her head. She bolted up to find she had been pushed to the side and nearly fell to the cold floor. Quinny and Breanne were snuggled in the center, with Frank pushed to the other edge holding a smiling Umtha. Every inch of the bed was taken, and women were pressed together so tightly Heather couldn't do anything but roll off. Webster jumped away at the last moment as she slipped over the side, annoyed by the whole situation. “That’s it, we’re…
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The doors to the adventurers guild burst open as two undead knights held the doors. The sunlight streamed around two forms, one a massive giant of metal plates, the other a woman with blond hair and piercing eyes. The metal giant walked down the central corridor as every eye turned his way. “Is that Prince Frank?” a man whispered to a companion as Frank's shadow passed over them. Heather stayed by his side as thirty soldiers followed them in, drawn from undead, goblins, and human guards. Every one of…
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“Alright,” Heather said as she smiled at Quinny. “If I know Quinny, they are out in the open. One is probably at the farm, and another at the haunted house. I also bet there are clues about where the others are.” “Aww,” Quinny grumbled and folded her arms. “You know me too well.” “I know you haven't used these locations for your games, so you must have done something else,” Heather said and took Quinny's hand. She pulled the zombie woman ahead of the pack and began whispering. “And…
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Heather sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her interface while trying to make a decision. It was early in the day, and the girls were out, but Frank was on the balcony looking over the graveyard. He spent a lot of time there of late, staring over his creation as if longing for something more. Heather remembered the boyish stories of building a massive edifice dedicated to death. It was dominated by a vast pyramid-like tomb where he ultimately hid his lair. He had been talking about building something…
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“Why is she always dead when we find her?” Quinny asked as she approached. “Who is Grettah?” Umtha asked as she came closer. “She’s a gerikimi player,” Frank replied as he looked over the body to see everything of value was gone. She had no pack, bags, or jewelry of any kind. The only item of note was her broken spear, which appeared to have been shattered by a great force. “We met her just after freeing Quinny, and she played in the haunted forest for a little bit.” “Died in it, you…
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Deep in the mountain tunnels was the fabulous bathing room with a massive pool fed by a mountain stream. Magic heated the water so that the water that fell into the pool was always soothingly warm. It was here that sounds of splashing were heard as Heather swam while Breanne relaxed at the edge of the pool, her feet submerged in the water. Webster crawled along the edge, always nearby his master, as the two women tried to unwind after a strenuous day. For Heather, it was working as she sank beneath the…
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“Wait, there are two crowns?” Chandice asked as she held the matched devices up to scrutinize them. Heather explained the story of the crowns and how she found the simple one first. The more elaborate one with the horns was given to her by Umtha. The goblin woman filled in the details of how the crowns were made together and designed to be one. She also explained how Hathlisora gave her the crown and told her it would restore her memories. “I don't mean to upset anyone,” Frank interrupted and…
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“This is neat!” Quinny said as they stood in the hall, looking at the doors that linked every home. “We are all living in the same space now.” “It does feel odd,” Breanne agreed as she studied the hall, taking in ornate statues and several fierce-looking tiger men standing guard. “Rajeen wants us all to treat her inn as part of our lairs. “We should go see the harem,” Quinny suggested. “Is that what interests you most?” Breanne asked with a roll of her eyes. “Oh, please,”…
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