Linda Moore
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Jerestir was a rather bustling and populous town for one that was on the border. Aside from House Firesword’s mines the other major parts of the local economy were farming and forestry, a lot of which was run by House Simarji. The ground in and around the town was exceptionally fertile and full of energy suitable for not only common crops, but also magical species of trees and plants. Open war between the Novarrian Empire and the Republic of Aden hadn’t reignited since the 120 years of independence,…-
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Being given the keys to an opulent guest manor within Trumbetton by the Burgher while Orodan waited for the academic arrangements to be made wasn’t what he was expecting. It was an improvement over his hovel, but Orodan found the larger room quite uncomfortable, as did he dislike the multiple routes of entry to the room. It was a good thing Orodan didn’t need to sleep anymore, or else he wouldn’t have gotten much rest in such a place. The fact that the manor had actual live-in Manor aside, the…
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The farewell wasn’t as dramatic as he thought it would be. Esbetta wasn’t They both had their paths in life, and his diverged at this point. Thus he found himself, traveling to the Valley of Spires, alongside various elders of Clan Iron-Bear. The plan was for their group to meet up with elders from various other clans from the north and west. Virtually all the individuals gathering were at the Grandmaster-level in a skill, with at least two being rumored double-Grandmasters. And as Orodan’s…
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Before the time loops if anyone had told Orodan that he would be enjoying some of the most peaceful times of his life on the cold northern continent of Guzuhar… he would have thought them mad. But the two days he had been experiencing as a guest of the village of Spearwater were honestly some of the most peaceful times he had spent in a while. It was also the first time Orodan had ever gone a full day Frankly, going for so long He finished using Weapon Aura and Wood Communion to create another…
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One would think going to an entire other continent separated by the Sea of Uxumar, would be a goal reserved for later. Perhaps after exploring places nearer to home first. Orodan hadn’t even seen the Republic’s capital city of Karilsgard yet! But here he was, Sprinting across the icy waters of the sea in a journey to reach the northern continent. This was still the same loop since he stopped the ancient machine under the mountain at Eversong Plaza. After Ovuru’s explanations and a relatively…
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Given his bad experience, Orodan made it an active habit to stay away from temples and the priesthood. But what was one to do when the priesthood came to him? His loop to seek his teacher the Grandmaster Adeltaj went as normal… right until he began noticing some minor differences as he entered Velestok to make way for the House Simarji lumber yard. Said ‘minor differences’ being the diviners from the Cathedral of Karilsgard patrolling the streets in pairs of two, on the lookout for…
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“Interesting, and so I actually told you my name and unfurled my weapon?” “Yes! As unbelievable as it must sound, that’s exactly what happened!” Orodan exclaimed. “Well that sounds like an utter bunch of hogwash… a sapling like you making me unfurl my weapon to deal with an attack of yours? A time loop? What nonsensical fiction comes from the the minds of the youth nowadays… tsk, tsk…” A vein on Orodan’s head became prominent in anger as his face reddened. “Old man! You were…
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Orodan didn’t have good experiences with noble houses. From a young age he’d been told to avoid nobles and their soldiers and had often been at the receiving end of beatings and subjugation at their hands. And then the time loops started and his hatred for House Argon grew, and this began to at least partially color his view of noble houses in general. But he felt this would be unfair to House Simarji, the owners of the lumber yard he currently found himself laboring in. They were a smaller house…
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“No, you can’t just slam a load-bearing beam down into the ground with that kind of strength! Gentler! Get the alignment right, work And Orodan found himself struggling in a way he hadn’t in a while. Was a message he had received a while ago, but it didn’t seem to help quite as much as he thought it would, even as it slowly levelled up to 3 over the course of a few hours of work. Unlike being able to brute force his fighting skills and go by feel, Construction required more focus, more…
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Orodan’s vitality had recovered to roughly three-quarters, which was good enough in his opinion. But this was not an easy fight. Undead minions were naturally weaker than their living counterparts, and the Elite-level skeleton he could crush in the Plaza by now wasn’t indicative of the battle-strength of a living Elite soldier. He was still confident in beating a few, even by himself. But ten Elites at once? And they were Orodan found himself incredibly pressured, and took serious blows from the…
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