Sophia Martinez
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“I can’t believe this is the only place that’s open,” Cal said to himself as he stared up at the sign displaying the words ‘Eatery.’ It was straight to the point and couldn’t be misconstrued as anything else, but he didn’t think there was anything more bland to name a restaurant. “Why do you think I wasn’t interested,” Benan said with an amused tone. “You eat once in this town and you experienced it all.” He took the lead. “There is one good part about this place. The seating…
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“Drex!” Cal’s call made the man turn in surprise. Drex saw the cart filled with Sunfire Grains behind Cal, and his eyes widened with happiness. “Initiate Cal! Initiate Tavia! I was wondering when the harvest would be ready!” Drex said joyfully as he swiftly approached to meet Cal in the middle. “Your yield is lower than I had hoped, but given where you are growing them, it’s acceptable that—” Cal raised a brow at Drex’s sudden stop and followed his eyes to the red grain-covered crop…
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“I’m not a blacksmith,” Cal pointed out. As far as he knew, only people in the trade could sponsor others for qualification tests. Orrin, for some reason, looked to Tavia for backup. Which he got. “But you are an Apprentice. You have the authority to get Orrin into the blacksmith test if you wish.” Cal eyed the hand that was resting on Orrin’s shoulder. It looked like Tavia got along with Orrin nearly as quickly as with Seris. “Is Apprentice better than Initiate?” Seris asked…
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Cal noticed that the pond had changed overnight. It had visibly contracted—though still larger than before he dumped rain into it—and the water level had barely decreased. He walked closer and saw that the floor of the pond’s slightly expanded borders were recessed. It was no longer flat like the rest of the field. That should mean the center of the pond now had an even greater depth, but he had experienced enough of his assumptions being wrong to just accept it. The rumbling of the carts…
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Cal was happy about the rake’s trait upgrade. Extremely happy. While the upgraded trait meant that the tool would take longer to reach ‘Excellent quality’ if it was used the tool until it was nearly ruined, it was still only by two days. Not that he would use a tool until it was almost destroyed. If he set a limit for using a tool until it dropped to ‘Average quality,’ it would take five days to recover to its peak state. Three days if he let it recover after falling to ‘Good…
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Cal wasn’t ashamed to say that he spent more than a few minutes watching the golem lob dirt ball after dirt ball until the field was cleared. It did more of the same when it moved to clean up the acre of surface layer he dug up in an attempt to modify his trance state. Cal turned his attention away and hopped onto his meditation hill. There wasn’t much he could do when it felt like his body yearned to sleep for years. He looked around his field with a small smile. As long as he ignored the future…
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Cal exhaled slowly as he recovered from the fifth time he fed the hearthstone in around three hours. The crops were fine, Tavia hadn’t left her room, and the workers were still making the stone path. Though, they were making surprisingly quick progress for mortals. They would be done soon. He looked out the window to see them getting ever so close to the house. A well-built stone path extended behind them to the tree line. Cal stood up and covered the hearthstone with the rug before heading to…
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He spent the next few hours on the meditation hill, not that he actually did any meditation. It had been necessary to water the crops when they suddenly started showing signs of withering fast. So fast that it was visible. This happened precisely when the tunnels underneath them were filled with water. Cal had to nearly drown the soil before the crops started to recover. His only guess for the unexpected behaviors was that the roots of the Sunfire Grains switched focus from the rain at the surface to…
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Cal wasn’t sure what he was trying to achieve here, but the image of what he assumed it would be like was pretty ‘awesome,’ as Seris would probably say. He took one of the spare pickaxes from the storage room and stood outside the bounds of his field. He needed the specialty of the Northern Wastes—the hard surface layer—to test this out. Cal held the pickaxes with a fully extended arm before activating the It was the first time he activated A hazy pale glow surrounded his body, and it was…
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He stared at the waist-high water he was standing in. The pond had gained even more depth than the last time he tested it. Cal held one of the large tubs Orrin made for him over the water as he walked around in the pond to see if there was a deeper area. There wasn’t. Wading into the pool wasn’t in the plans, but it was hard not to do so when he noticed that the pond had contracted slightly. He would have thought some water had evaporated if not for the minutely greater depth at the edges of the…
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