Sophia Garcia
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Carnage erupted behind them, and they’d had to abandon their carriage in favor of walking due to the crowds. They’d even lost all of their hired servants who’d either been pushed aside, behind, or had simply gone off on their own to try and force their way to the enormous spiral stairway and ramps leading to lower floors. But they’d finally made it, given time by the defenders of this city sacrificing their lives - and the timely intervention of Mara who even now continued to battle topside in a…
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Metal creaked and groaned as cogs in the gigantic landstrider continued to churn. They were the only sounds left now in the dark interior of the council’s room - only lit by a faint blue hologram spread out as a map along the tabletop. Peskus shifted nervously in his seat, his eyes meeting the Slayfather’s only briefly before rapidly descending to look at the metal table in front of him. Other officers of Rippenvire were the same, not wanting to be the targets for the wrath or ire of their…
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Lahn gasped, lurched, and screamed as Fay’s mana tendrils literally ripped the worm out of his skin. The sightless brown creature was long, the width of Fay’s arm, wicked looking with numerous thorns, and had a gaping sucker that pulsed and slurped at the air using its tongue. Lahn’s mother Shovi gasped in horror-stricken awe, and even the two rogues assigned to escort Fay were a little unnerved by the sight of the disgusting creature. But the succubus reached out a slender blue hand to grasp the…
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Jestus was a tall, greater vampire, and like so many others of the Rippenvire faction he preferred a tophat and suit jacket with coat tails as his primary attire. Gold trimmings laced a vest underneath with a pocket watch, a pocket protector, and two ornate pirate-styled pistols holstered under either arm. He wore tall black boots up to his knees, dark baggy trousers, and his red eyes glowed slightly brighter than all the lesser vampires he lorded over on this harvesting expedition. One thing the vampires…
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*** Riven was quite enjoying himself, hands behind his head as he was strung along for a joyride unlike anything he’d experienced before. Wind whipped Allie’s face and her hood violently flapped due to the speed they were going. Tyranus’s wings beat slowly but powerfully, each time sending them forward with another small increase to their speed for but a moment. Mountains had turned to sprawling forests, forests had turned to plains, and the coastline was reached soon thereafter before making an…
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“Slayfather, the advance force has launched their assault on the natives.” Peskus bowed at the waist, black tailcoat billowing in the wind as he and his superior officer stood atop a huge half-flesh half-machine abomination that was burrowing itself into the coastal cliff face. It mutated and convulsed, but took care not to dislodge any of the many tens of thousands of people still inside the construct. It was a living fortress created from a combination of unholy and machine foundational pillars,…
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Scented smoke filled the room and where sunlight through a glass window illuminated various books, chairs and a central table the three men sat at. Otherwise it was pretty dark, as there was only one window and the room was rather large. Gleetus belched loudly over the laughter of his two friends while giving them a rude gesture, yet he smiled too. “Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean I can’t do it!” “She is out of your league my friend!” Another of the young men said with a cackle,…
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The portal between worlds opened, and legions spilled forth. Hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers marched in columns through fiery gates, singing songs of war to the beat of thousands of drums. The sky was filled with the fleet of the Empire of Dying Suns, bearing the flag of an angled sword piercing a ball of flames on a golden backdrop. The time for the invasion of Panu had finally arrived. “Captain Vros Kinal.” The general addressed him as they stood alongside the king on a flagship in the…
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Lahn’s body… hurt. It was painfully obvious to Lady Shovi Lucio, his mother, whenever she looked at him; and her fury had never known such heights. Not until the day he’d withdrawn from the academy a physically and mentally broken man “YOU NEED TO DO MORE!” Lady Shovi Lucio, Lahn’s mother, screamed at his father - the esteemed Lord Nikola Lucio right outside Lahn’s room through an open door. Furiously throwing a vase at the wall and causing it to shatter into hundreds of tiny porcelain…
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Riven stared at the young girl sitting across from him a few feet away, red eyes narrowed through the visor slit, and vertical jaws along his ivory plate armor hissing from time to time. Jackal had taken its dog form, a shadowy canine that glared over at Gaia’s reincarnation wordlessly as its body shimmered with black wisps of shadow. “So let me get this straight. You’re saying that you’ve been quarantined here, unable to control any of the monsters you create-” “I do not like to refer to them…
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