Mary Garcia
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Exile sighed as he led Midas and Winter over to Beans. "Let me guess... You're the player Clay recruited?" Beans glanced at the floor nervously. "I didn't know it was your Pantheon." Exile rolled his eyes as he cursed Clay under his breath. 'There has to be a reason he thought she would be a good addition. Something must have happened after I returned.' He eyed Beans curiously, but considering their history he was not exactly thrilled with Clay's decision to bring her into Ragnarok. 'I can't just…-
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"WintersEmbrace... MidasTouch..." Exile paused as he glanced from one to the other. "You two will my join my Pantheon. As for the rest of you, there's still a chance. Once I have the full results if you qualify I will come to find you here." The other three players shot hateful glares at the two he had singled out. Which Exile took note of. Winter and Midas looked up with bright smiles on their faces as they thanked him. However, Exile held up a hand to silence them. "Before we wrap things up. Tell…
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Exile sighed as he cut off the connection with Ania. 'The situation in Korden has developed faster than I thought it would... At least levelling up restored my HP and DP to full. Saves me a trip to the Temple.' Exile frowned as he wondered why the others had not returned yet. According to his Quest, Harik and the others should be out of harm's way. 'They wouldn't put off returning unless something important has happened... Hopefully, I can deal with this before they get back.' Exile once again activated…
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Exile sighed as his consciousness returned to his body in the bar. Seated around the table were the others. Their eyes had turned cloudy. Exile let out a small smile as he hoped that they would be able to finish the Quest without him. However, he was certain that Old Un would be able to lead them through the sandstorm. For now, all he could do was wait for the results. His mind turned to Parthus as a complicated expression crossed his face. He was unsure if declaring a Holy War would lead him to fight…
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"What now?" Bjorn growled at the men and women who had stormed into the temple. "We ask that you let Lord Exile know that Gods of Korden are ready to accept his judgement. The fight for followers is over. Currently, Lady WintersEmbrace stands at the top followed by Lord MidasTouch. There are three other Gods present still but their presence is minimal." The messenger stated as he and his bodyguards kneeled before Bjorn. Bjorn frowned as he glanced to the side, where Ania was standing with a surprised…
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Exile grimaced as he heard the cheers from within the city. This most likely meant that they were prepared for this kind of scenario. 'The sand will disorient our forces, making them easy pickings if they're used to this kind of thing...' Exile felt he knew what game Parthus was up to with this move. "Harik! Get your men and stay close to me! I'll guide you through this storm!" Exile commanded as he turned to meet the eyes of his own comrades. Each of them nodded back to signal that they had found…
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Exile explained his thoughts to the others before they split up to support different areas of the battlefield. Burri was put in charge of contacting the other players on their side to let them know what Exile thought was coming so that they could be prepared. As they set off in their separate directions, Exile noticed that some of the NPCs would suddenly look at him in awe. 'It's like what happened in Eraldsfen... Is this the effect of Fanatical?' He figured this should be the case and the ones that…
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Golden light enveloped almost every Skardian on the battlefield as the effects of Fanatical took hold. There was a sudden lull in the fight as the eyes of the Skardians glazed over momentarily before a great roar escaped from every one of them! In a single move, the Skardians became more ferocious and fearless in attempting to breach the city. Whispers escaped from the fanatical Skardians. Whispers of a single name that almost became a shout of its own, with so many giving voice to the same name.…
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Exile came to a stop at the top of a sand dune and glanced at the chaos in front of him. There was a city with marvellous golden painted sandstone walls sprawling across both sides of the river. However, the noise coming from that area painted a much uglier scene than the grandeur of the walls and the city's location. Men, women and children were shouting and screaming amongst the sounds of steel clashing on steel and the thrumming of bowstrings. Exile took a deep breath as he analysed the scene. It…
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Exile immediately jumped backwards, drawing his axe and shield in the process. His eyes narrowed on the woman before him with suspicion as he prepared himself for a fight. "I could ask you the same thing..." Exile growled as he stared her dead in the eyes. "Beans..." Beans frowned at the hostility in Exile's voice as she looked at him. They had not seen each other since Donna and she had fled from Kaleidoscope, leaving Exile behind to buy themselves time. She let out a sigh as she realised that he was…
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