Linda Moore
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The excavation House Firesword had performed looked shoddy compared to what a dedicated force from the Republic could do. The tunnel walls were composed of a darker stone, reinforced no doubt. Support beams made of high quality wood lined the walls. The excavation must have cost a decent amount of money. But the Republic was willing to fund it, for energy wells would add many times that value in just a few days. The rare resources deeper within the well could draw the attention of even Grandmasters.…-
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Skill combination was quite difficult. As a rule, skill combination always lead to two skills of lower rarity producing one of higher rarity. Not every skill could be combined; and just because two skills sounded similar didn’t mean a combination was possible. Experimentation and coming to an insight which saw the two skills fused together was also key. Simply using them concurrently wasn’t enough. One had to understand both skills thoroughly, grasp what were the essential parts of each, and try to…
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Nobody else dared bid on the lasso after. A majority of the auction guests were below the Grandmaster-level. So when someone famed for killing a Dweller Worm decided to furiously bid on a particular item of questionable usefulness for most… they let him have it. Bidding against someone could be seen as an offensive move. People who could channel soul energy were rare to begin with, thus soul energy enchantments were infrequent and not as commonly seen. Furthermore, perhaps if it was a more conventional…
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Dragons He found Cyvrosdyr sleeping atop one when he met the World Guardian on the northern continent. The fresh air and easy access to the skies were perhaps why? Dragons were flying creatures after all. And spanning an entire mountain range, was Millennium Roost. The vaunted ancestral city of the local Time Wind dragon flight. Dragons were ageless immortals. They could grow to be Dragon flight settlements in general were the oldest settlements on the continent. Since the cataclysmic Void…
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The area they had traveled to was near the western border of the Republic, near enough to the coast that one could see it if they flew or jumped up into the air, but still somewhat inland. Traveling didn’t take long when skill levels were past 70, and neither held the other back overly much. Although Orodan felt that Arvayne was slowing himself for his sake. So a day’s journey for a civilian was made within half an hour. Their destination was the bog known as Ranmere’s Folly. Named as such for the…
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When he got down to it, Arvayne Firesword sure knew how to deliver a good beating. Perhaps it was Agathor’s encouraging comments that had angered the old man? Either way, the symphony of pure violence and bodily devastation Orodan was now on the receiving end of was quite intense. Even without an endless gravity core weighing him down to his maximal physical limits, Orodan would be on the losing end of any melee exchange against old man Arvayne Firesword. The man was a triple-Grandmaster and the…
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For once, it was nice There were still some mutters about a big and mean looking martial student carrying weapons and waltzing into the ‘Alchemy Basics 100’ class, but these students were for the most part the milquetoast scholar types who wouldn’t dare say anything to his face. Unsurprisingly, the crafting classes at the academy were filled with mostly crafters. And while the drama and gossip between the two groups still overlapped quite often, the topics of prime interest were quite…
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Orodan descended down to the classroom, the hole leading skyward still awkwardly present. The atmosphere was silent for a moment, but was soon broken by whispers and muttering which slowly grew louder. “The walls should be able to take Master-level-” “So him beating Claridin “-will want to hear of this.” The chatter continued for a bit as Orodan simply gave Astiphus an uncomfortable and apologetic smile at having destroyed what was undoubtedly an expensive setup. The head-instructor…
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Based on his reputation in this loop, he could be considered famous. But fame was inspiring to some and intimidating to others. And the accompanying griffin rider - an Elite retainer of House Firesword who hadn’t tagged along on the expedition in Jerestir - hadn’t met Orodan and gotten to know him firsthand. To the man, Orodan was a distant and awe-inspiring figure who was rumored to be a Favored. Consequently his escort was rather subdued and elected to spend the ride in silence as his and Orodan’s…
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Given the sheer response he saw arrayed around him, Orodan presumed whatever the side effects of him fighting a Grandmaster-level monster were… it was a big deal. “Orodan Wainwright! You live?!” Burgher Ignatius Firesword shouted from a distance. The man looked worried and as though he’d aged ten years with the stress he was under. Next to the Burgher was an aged looking man in a simple tunic. A furled weapon strapped across his back. “Yes Burgher, I survived my scouting mission into the…
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