Matthew Jones
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The walk with Maylin is quiet and contemplative. She's right that they aren't far away though; after a few minutes of walking going on nearly and hour, the outline of a crowd and lights and tents begins to form over the edge of the horizon and I only have a few minutes left to think of something meaningful and convincing to say to these people. I already know what I can't say though. I can't say I can offer them the same security Maylin does as an S-rank Mage, that's just not going to be possible. But…-
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The Western and Eastern gates of Aste were the only ones left operational and taking in what visitors the city received on a daily or weekly basis. These two gates are the least defended. Of course there are men manning the ballisters atop the wall but the bulk of guards have been deployed to patrol the streets and break up whatever angry humans or elves start a fuss. They've also been deployed to the locked gates, the north and south gates. These were the gates with the most chance of receiving an…
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Two agonizing days have passed since I returned to Aste and began to restore order y the scattered chaotic place. My strategy with the surrendered nobles worked magnificently, they were quick to point the way to their friends little hiding holes and underground bases. Before the end of my second night all the cowardly nobles who fled at the first sign of their plans blowing up in their faces. I decided to show some favor on the ones that remained where they were, the four I caught along with the Diviner.…
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With everything finally over on my side of the chaos at least, I set some elves free and hand them the keys to the others while I head towards the familiar one from earlier. I have many, many questions for him. Brought off the chains that kept him shackled I approach, still with Hastra by my side. The woman had gone mute after a while, especially after she identified the blood skewered Baron to be one of the main instigators to the little rebellion against Kaylin albeit still one of the many idiots the…
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With four happy ghouls behind me as well as a nervous looking Hastra, I journey all the way into the deep recesses of the Elven North. It's obvious something or someone important is up ahead because the security only seems to increase in quantity and number. The number of men abusing the elves also reduces along the way in quite the paradox. Still, very few last against the ghouls and I as I stroll through, it's almost exhausting. For the most part I have to fight my deep instinct to turn every fallen…
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The five disgusting piles of flesh and bone in front of me have barely any use to me outside being turned into undead. While I was previously hesitant to take living people and turn them into walking undead in a hellish ritual likely involving some Reais daemon or the other, with these ones I figure it wouldn't hurt to indulge in my more…sinister side a bit. After all, Panda can't be the only self-sustaining undead in the army. I'll need more and more undead capable of moving and acting even…
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While it wasn't the picture of the worst-case scenario; a scene with humans; locked up in districts and ruled over by elven masters, it also wasn't a picture of serenity, peace or order. It turns out it's the opposite of all that. The gates were unguarded and the merchants that hung out waiting for travellers to come in were nowhere to be found. But their wares were. They lay on the floor, spilled out in a chaos that spoke of a hurried escape. "Juri, get your men up on these walls, anyone that isn't on…
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We'd marched for days on end, even at nights because I wanted to make it back to Aste and organize this army of mine as soon as possible. Though it occurs to me that Frozia's military has been some what exempt from my more recent plans, I believe adding on to the powers that already are in Aste with the ones from Demme would be a sufficient enough base for the large army I see forestalling any and all attacks from Serue. After all, it's been more than a week now since I took over, since he fled. And while…
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With everything back in Demme settled for the most part, every essential person needed back in Aste and I marched off the next morning, packed with food graciously given to us by Lotar, or rather, the Spriggan. It was a bit rushed, getting every single one of the Militia to march back to Aste, but it was done in the end, largely thanks to Juri screaming at the top of his lungs, threatening every single hesitant boy or girl with starvation and death by monsters should they delay his Lord a second…
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"Haha!" Hastra giggles, a high pitched, excited sound you can't really hate when you hear it. I'm getting used to hearing it now, this being the second morning my ears have rang with it." Aren stands beside me, his hands stuffed under his armpits just for that extra warmth as he watches Hastra play. He sighs, sniffling he asks, "What do you think this means?" He's nervous, a lot of people are. Hell, even I am pretty nervous. Before our very eyes everything we used to know was changing and there's…
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