Linda Moore
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Fifteen minutes. That was how long Orodan had before the first of his pursuers reached him. For him however, fifteen minutes was a lot of time to get work done. Domain Of Perfect Cleaning shot out, and the surrounding ten blocks were irrevocably altered. Something had inexplicably changed in Ogdenborough, specifically in Briar Court and the surrounding ten blocks. And as Orodan walked out of his utterly immaculate hovel, he began to hear the people who were awoken in the night. “What the… what…-
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“I feel close to grasping “I must admit human… at first I believed you talentless when it came to time, but perhaps thought your admirable work ethic and efforts would make up the difference,” the dragon said. “Yet, I see you’re talented in strange aspects of it.” For the past four months Orodan had silently worked on understanding chronomancy. He simply had made no gains and that frustrated him to the point that he actively attempted to forget about it outside of training with Kultuanir,…
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The very first thing Orodan did was barge off to a more private area so he could ensure his book companion was alright. He tapped into his spatial ring and drew her out. She was motionless. “Hey… hey! Are you alright? The spatial ring was trembling quite violently,” Orodan said as he shook her. He was on the verge of telling Destartes to call a return so he could make way for Alastaia and acquire a soul specialist when she decided to suddenly fly up and smack him in the face. “Very funny, you…
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His challenge to the High-King of the dwarves wasn’t So, when Orodan marched up to the high table, ignored the High-King and made a show of insulting their actions? Every dwarf who sat at the lower tables was deeply offended. The High-King had been snubbed, and their kingdom bore the stain of disrespect at being chastised so publicly. Needless to say, the walk down to the reinforced battleground involved every dwarf in sight glaring death towards Orodan Wainwright. Did he care? Not in the slightest.…
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“As long as you think you’re ready, Zukelmux.” “I am, Teacher!” He was standing before his seated student, preparing to use Absolute Soul Dominion on the eager goblin warrior. Three weeks had passed, and many gains had been made. Magically, he’d developed quite a bit, to the point where jokes were made that he could enter a magic academy as a decent prospect now. Draconic Fireball went from 21 to 32, a massive gain of eleven levels which pushed the skill into the Apprentice-level. It was…
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A week had passed. It was almost surprising to Orodan, how much growth and gains could be made in a singular week where he abused time dilation chambers. But then again, a number of the skills he’d picked up hadn’t gone through specialized education and dedicated learning time prior to this long loop. His tutors had all been a bit intimidated at the fact that he could work endlessly for days with no need for rest, and that was also a big contributor to his gains. Cleaning had gained a level, going…
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Two hours passed, and only then did the first emperor and Orodan come up. The Gods’ Avatars were stone-faced, but that was merely the usual quirk of no facial expressions being displayed during divine possession. And the rest of the Novarrians in the chamber looked quite flabbergasted. Their expressions ranged from outraged to downright fearful, whether that was towards the first emperor or Orodan himself he wasn’t sure. “Vespidia.” The singular name from the emperor’s lips shut the God of…
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The abyssal depths were eerily quiet after Orodan’s defeat of the Eldritch Minotaur. This wasn’t to say that the monsters vanished, but the ones that spoke and had a measure of sapience, simply gave him a wide berth. While the ones like the Fallen Void Archon and the Eldritch Minotaur were nowhere to be found. Orodan advanced down tunnels of pure darkness, the only source of light his own soul. Vision of Purity, his method of detecting the surrounding miles, saw that many creatures would remain out of…
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The Ogdenborough Jail was one of the more spacious buildings in his poverty-stricken town. It was a single tower with four floors. Each floor contained four units capable of housing forty offenders, with the basement containing a segregation unit for those who needed a beating and correctional treatment, and assaultive offenders. Like that, the jail was capable of housing nearly seven-hundred prisoners. The facility was officially under the purview of the Volarbury County Militia, but of course Orodan…
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The jungle was as he remembered it, even if the view from the floor was different to flying above like he had last time. The occasional large river going through, but otherwise the vegetation was packed incredibly densely. The canopy was so thick that in many parts not even a single ray of sunlight would touch the floor... His Vision of Purity however, allowed him to ‘see’ for miles. It was excellent training as unlike the environment of town, which was a bit more uniform, the sheer biodiversity of a…
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