Michael Wilson
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Upon reaching the encampment just outside the village, Liam immediately recognized Ensign Caelum amongst the soldiers, his usually meticulous uniform slightly unkempt and a sheen of sweat on his brow. Approaching him, Liam questioned, "Why are you here? Your friends were searching for you in the village." Ensign Caelum shifted uncomfortably, "Apologies, Lieutenant," he replied, scratching the back of his head, "I've been assisting the others with tidying up the camp and got carried away." Liam…-
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The gentle hues of dusk were settling in as the group returned to the village. Strolling through the cobblestone pathways, they happened upon Liora, purchasing snacks at a local stall. "Been shopping?" Liam asked, nodding towards the assortment of foods Liora had in hand. "Yep, just getting a few things. Where have you lot been?" she inquired, eyes scanning the group. "Just had a bit of a sparring session," Zalya replied wryly. Liora nodded and decided to join them as they continued their walk.…
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As the minutes ticked by, Liam realized it was time for practice. He stretched briefly, then exited the room to make his way outside. Descending the stairs, he caught sight of Alric, lost in thought, tenderly playing a tune on his flute — a familiar melancholic melody that Liam had heard before. The tune had a melancholic undertone, a reminder of distant days and old stories, yet it also carried a lullaby's soft, reassuring warmth. Those who listened found their minds drifting, lulled into a state of…
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Irys flashed a mischievous grin. "Do I need a specific reason to visit you?" Watching his flustered reaction, her smile deepened, illuminating her features and making Liam's heart skip a beat. But she didn't leave him in suspense for long. With a playful smirk, she continued, "In all seriousness, I came to discuss our new ascended powers. How's your training going?" Liam furrowed his brow, frustration evident in his voice. "Despite the knowledge we get, I'm struggling. I can summon basic fire, sure,…
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As Theron, Elara, and Elder Marea excused themselves to prepare, Alice and Timothy re-entered the room, presenting a tray laden with warm tea and freshly baked English muffins. With a quizzical expression, Alice inquired, "Where have my mother and sister gone?" Liam, noticing her concern, replied, "Your mother is making preparations for your sister's imminent childbirth. Elara should be in her room." Alice's face brightened, "Really? That's wonderful news!" Turning towards Timothy, she eagerly…
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As they began entering the village, the beauty of Duskdale became evident. Structures seamlessly integrated into nature, homes nestled within giant tree trunks, and bridges made from woven vines showcased the village's harmonious relationship with the environment. The luminous butterfly danced around, adding a magical ambiance. Zalya, captivated by the building before her, couldn't help but express her awe. "It's as though they've nurtured these homes right from the trees themselves." On their way,…
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Having enjoyed a peaceful night, Liam stepped out of his tent, donning the Armor of Thorne, which felt surprisingly comfortable. His old clothes had become too worn, riddled with tears and loose threads. As he stepped out, the soft melody of a tune could be heard. Zalya was by the campfire, engrossed in her cooking. Hearing Liam's approach, she glanced up, her eyes widening in surprise upon seeing him in his new armor. Nearby, Alric was absorbed in playing the flute, the source of the melody. "Never…
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As they rejoined the group, the differences in their appearances were striking. Liam's hair was matted with sweat, his clothes had more tears, and the numerous bruises on his skin were a testament to the grueling session he had just experienced. On the other hand, Irys seemed more spirited, her steps light and eyes sparkling which suggested she truly enjoyed the session. Aric glanced at Liam, an eyebrow arching in amusement, and his lips twitched into a teasing grin. "Well, someone's certainly had a…
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After enjoying their meal and taking a small break, Irys stood up and stretched, signaling the start of their training session. "Ready for a crash course?" she quipped, glancing over at Liam. Aric, unable to resist one last tease, called after them with a sarcastic grin, "Good luck on your date, you two!" Both Irys and Liam turned to shoot him sharp glances, causing him to laugh even harder. Ignoring his playful teasing, the two made their way toward a more open area. As they found a suitable spot,…
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Liam furrowed his brows, taking a moment from the lighthearted exchange to focus on more pressing concerns. "Speaking of preparations, Irys, what about your weapon? Your greatsword didn't exactly make it out in one piece," he remarked. Irys shrugged nonchalantly, an impish glint in her eyes. "Oh, that? I have two more in reserve." His eyes widened in surprise. "Two more? Just how many did you bring along?" he exclaimed, a playful tone of mock irritation in his voice. Internally, he mused, Had I…
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