Mary Garcia
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Exile took his time in leaving orders for Ania to keep an eye on the situation. He was concerned that one or two of the players may still try to poach people from Eraldsfen before making a run for it. 'I wonder how many other people will think of something similar?' He wondered as his consciousness returned to The Raiders Horn. 'If we can move quickly on this we can get out of Valheim and do some grinding before anyone can react. I bet even Kaleidoscope will have their hands full with this.' Exile…-
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"Are you willing to waste that kind of time though?" WintersEmbrace fired back as she stepped out from the crowd. "We can easily grab some followers and leave before you can do anything about it!" The rest of the crowd nodded in agreement with her argument, giving Exile pause to his threat. 'I see. This must be why Valheim is so quiet. They're struggling to find an answer to this problem.' Exile secretly tried to activate Minor Miracle while targeting Winter's oracle, who stood beside her. However, even…
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Exile cut off the mental link with Ania after gaining some more intelligence. 'Thirteen gods but ten oracles... So at least three of them are in Eraldsfen hoping to find an oracle of their own.' Exile hummed as he looked at it from another angle. 'So what's holding everyone up? When we were new deities, our health and stats were so low that we could crush our old selves right now.' 'There's something else going on here...' Exile glanced around at the expectant faces before heaving a long sigh. "Change…
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After dealing with their business in Eraldsfen, they went around every location linked to one of them. There were obviously some disgruntled Oracles when they discovered that there was a God that sat above their own. But what made it worse was discovering that there was now a head Oracle above them! Still, they complied with their God's wishes and set new altars out. However, Exile clarified that each of their temples would be the head one to their own God. His own altar should be the first to the right…
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Ania and Bjorn stood before the altar as the villagers jabbered excitedly behind them. 'What's taking him so long!' Ania could barely contain her excitement as they patiently awaited the arrival of their god. Her wide eyes stared at the wooden throne that the villagers had created just beyond the altar. Bjorn was busy taking deep breaths. He was hoping that Exile was happy with his more recent actions. If they pleased the God that was all that mattered to him. To know that his actions had helped a higher…
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"Die!" A player with a wild look in her eyes screamed as she shot forward, leading her Pantheon to take down the idiots who dared to ambush them! "Hmph, pathetic." The runes on Merlin's staff lit up before a golden light shot forward. The light split into seven different beams. Each one striking a different player charging at them. The players gaped in shock as golden chains appeared around their legs and anchored them to the ground, preventing them from going anywhere! "They're all yours, Arthur."…
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"Level 5!" The group exclaimed as they stared at Exile in shock. 'Wasn't he like rank 86 on the listings?' this was the thought that ran through the minds of Clay and the others as they gaped at Exile. The sudden increase from what they knew shattered their illusions of him. Of course, each of them slowly came to the conclusion that he must have stolen the power using an orb. It was the only explanation that they could think of. "Well..." Clay coughed a couple of times as an envious look entered his…
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"Why haven't you been able to contact Exile!" Bjorn frantically ran his hands over his bald head as he paced up and down in front of Ania. "Don't tell me we were too late!" "No... I can still feel his presence. It's like something is stopping my prayers from reaching him..." Ania frowned as a bead of sweat ran down her forehead. "It's been nearly three weeks already! Is he angry with us?" Bjorn became breathless from his shouting. He was struggling to understand the meaning of Exile becoming…
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"Holy shit!" Leggy's mouth dropped open as he gaped at Colt. "It's fucking Colt Anderson!" Leggy let out a small squeal like he was some kind of fangirl which made Colt frown. Embarrassed chuckles came from the others as they eyed Colt carefully. That was when Colt spotted posters in the background of Leggy's room. One of them had him standing in the foreground, holding the first trophy he won as Camelot's Captain. His avatar, when he was known as Excalibur, stood proudly behind his real-life image. Colt…
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Colt's mind reeled as he thought about it. 'Is this why they were eager to kick me out? To prepare for the new game?' Colt's frown grew deeper as he considered that possibility. 'Arthur has come out of retirement...' He had mixed feelings about seeing their names on the list. 'They're the only reason I can think of for the team's growth during the game.' Colt knew that Arthur was a monster. After all, he was the first generation team captain that he had replaced. Although he hated to admit it, he was…
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