Robert Wilson
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There was a ritual of sorts that Sev, Derivan, Vex, and Misa had started, now. They'd started it ever since they'd learned that the emptiness of the night sky wasn't the way it was supposed to look — ever since they'd learned that it used to be full of stars. They'd tried to tell others, of course; Max, the Guildmaster, the villagers. But no one else had been able to retain any information they tried to share, no matter what combination of skills they tried; whatever kind of infolock this was, it seemed…-
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There were several things that the Guildmaster had warned Sev and the others about before allowing them to leave for Elyra. The first was, of course, the possibility of bandits — the routes they normally took didn't often have bandits on them given they were rarely traveled to begin with, but the path to a Kingdom was almost always ripe for the picking. They knew how to pick their targets, of course; they wouldn't pick anyone that seemed too powerful, or anyone with too large of a delegation, or anyone…
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[ Xothok flicked his gaze one last time over the traveling caravan, slitted eyes narrowing slightly. There were indications that this was a diplomatic envoy — the Guild emblem imprinted on the side was a telltale giveaway — but this was a diplomatic envoy from the His stomach growled, and he hissed low in displeasure. They had food. [ [ He kept a close eye on the adventurers as they began to set up camp. There were four major threats that he could see; likely, the one in full armor was the one…
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It was a small celebration, really. Sev heard Orkas say that he would have preferred it to be bigger, but there hadn't been time to gather everything they needed — part of why they had taken so long to reach the Guild to begin with was because they'd sent out several of their hunters and gatherers to try to collect food, both to lessen the burden they would place on the Guild and to gather enough for a small feast. But it really was a Then again, Misa had scoffed and told him to ignore it, when he'd…
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Over the course of cooking an entire three-course-meal with her mother, Misa managed to learn a few crucial things about . She refused to call it Though she was relatively certain the others would tease her about it a bit. Vex, perhaps, might be more interested in how she'd had a skill named after her at all — she'd only seen that sort of thing happen with spells, though she didn't know the exact mechanics behind how the system named skills. Something to ask him about later. Back to what she'd…
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"You're sure everything's fine?" Misa asked again, and Max scowled at her. " She was, technically. Misa stood in the field across from Max, far enough away that it would take a good few seconds of running for either of them to strike the other, though Max likely had significantly more speed. It wasn't that she was The problem was more that Misa didn't know what her new skill would do about it, and she wasn't sure she wanted to find out. She'd been reassured as much as possible, though. "We were…
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Ten units, in this case, was vague and worrying. But not knowing what the skill did was potentially even worse, and so once Misa was properly outside the village (or the assortment of tents that currently passed as 'the village'), she hesitated only one final time. A small nod from her mother was all the reassurance she needed. She activated the skill. There was a noticeable Misa couldn't explain the sensation of exactly what was wrenched out of her as she activated the skill — it felt like It…
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For all that she'd been looking forward to this moment — for all that she'd had trouble even sleeping in her anticipation, checking both her system messages and the view outside the window in case she could spot the villagers arriving — Misa found that she was still undeniably It hadn't taken her particularly long to find the villagers when she'd woken up. Her inability to sleep had cost her; she'd fallen asleep late in the night, or in the early hours of the morning, depending on how one looked at…
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A dark, glittering fog coalesced in the middle of the clearing. Derivan heard Vex breathe in, a sharp intake of air — the lizardkin's eyes were wide with wonder, and Derivan couldn't blame him. The fog was a deep, dark shade of blue, verging on being the same shade as the night sky itself; it might very well have been, if not for the fact that it was Perhaps rather conveniently, though, a cloud passed in front of the sun — and with that bit of extra shade, the spell suddenly turned stronger. The…
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Derivan had suggested they go back to the forest to test any new ideas they had about magic, and so they had. They'd informed the Guildmaster beforehand, just in case anything went wrong with the skills they wanted to test and the magic they wanted to cast — she'd assured them she would ensure that there were people that would keep an eye on them while giving them privacy, through an assortment of For now, though, Vex was just charging up Derivan with more mana, trying to push Slime into the next…
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