John Davis
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As Arthur crossed the threshold out to the ledge, the hive-wide scourge-eruption alarms started to blare: a long tone followed by the deep ringing of bells, which were quickly picked up and repeated throughout the levels. Arthur paused, frowned, and glanced around. Whitaker had seemed all gung-ho to go out and fight, which had been a help during the meeting. But Arthur had expected there would be a quick meeting or a conversation about tactics ahead of time. After all, this wasnt like a typical eruption.…-
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Arthur read the card. To his continued surprise, it was a Common. Well. That likely explained how Valentina had managed to keep it under wraps. Common Mind The wielder of this card will be granted the power to subtly influence direct conversations in which they are participating. The wielder will be able to push a subtle weight to all of their words, which will have the effect of nudging a conversation in the direction they wish. This is a minor influence and may be counteracted by a strong will.…
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Arthur felt a force of mana pulse out of Elissa. Instantly, every flake of driving snow, the bitter wind, and even the freezing fog that he had not been fully aware of... melted away. It was as if Arthur and the others behind him stood in a bubble of pleasantly warm early summer air. Even the mist that should have come up from the wet rock underfoot evaporated instantly. It was a mark of a Legendary dragon's power. And also a mark of how weak Elissa was that she could only flex this power to the tip of…
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The bad weather had given Arthur one advantage: He was able to keep secret how many dragons hed brought with him. Only his retinue was close by and visible in the gloom. Thinking quickly, Arthur directed Brixaby to send a message directly into the minds of his followers: Land safely, get under shelter, and above all else, stay quiet. Brixabys stated range was within shouting distance. Out in the open, even in a storm that meant he could easily reach most minds he wanted. Meanwhile, Arthurs retinue…
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Ten minutes were left on Arthur's copied portal spells. It would have to be enough. Arthur looked down at the dragons arrayed below him in the air, and gulped. Brixaby had taken him high up in altitude, to a point where he had to rapidly beat his wings to stay steady against high winds. A constant whistle of air blew past his ears, and he was in danger of not feeling his nose soon. That meant his conversation would remain relatively private. At least to anybody who didn't have an eavesdropping…
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"Brix! What" Arthur was cut off as the newly released brown dragon roared in rage and took a swipe towards Brixaby. He had, Arthur noted, extremely long claws. Also, it said something about how singularly angry the brown was that he didn't even hesitate after instantlyfrom his point of viewgoing from night to day, and facing a dragon roughly the size of a cat to one the size of a small horse. "My card... give me my rider's card..." the brown growled, yet managed it in a lyrical cadence. Brixaby might…
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"Something isn't right about this," Arthur muttered to Brixaby. The little dragon sank fast, without any of the grace that the older dragons with larger wings possessed. Brixaby didn't glide; he simply buzzed downward, leveling off only when he felt like it but not before jinking right and left to avoid other dragons passing by. "What's wrong? We won and sent the enemy back with their tails between their legs." Brixaby blithely ignored the fact that there were several final ongoing skirmishes on the…
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"Why fly out that way?" Brixaby asked. He pointed his muzzle downward, toward the still spiraling, bleeding green dragonthe one who had been holding the portal open. It was nearly at the ground now. "When all we need to transport everybody over there is right in front of us." He sounded eager to steal a brand-new spell. A portal type, at that. Only the lessons on dignity he had been forced to take at Wolf Moon Hive kept Arthur from slapping his forehead. "No need. I already have a couple of spells." And,…
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Arthur twisted to get a better look at his dragon. "Brix! You're--" "Magnificent?" Smugness practically dripped off the end of his very pointed muzzle. "Impressive? Gargantuan?" "You're awake," Arthur said and grinned at his dragon's offended look. But, as a matter of fact, Brixaby did look very impressive. He had grown more in size and pure mass than Arthur had last seen him. He was also now the size of a decent cart donkey, which could handle the weight of a man without armor on. And his features had…
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In the moment of clarity between when Arthur left Laird's back and right before he landed on the enemy orange, he experienced a moment of harsh clarity: Am I insane? Then in the next moment, he struck with a force that knocked his air from his lungs. He didn't have time to recover from that before he started to slide down the chainmail armor. It was well made, buttery soft, and without any easy seams or gaps for him to grip onto. Arthur focused on his Nice Shot card. With a will of mana, he made the…
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