Sophia White
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“You know I was only kidding about blaming you for the attack, Pete.” Aqua whined. “That’s not how it felt to me! Two guards got really hurt, and Whistlemop’s goat got eaten. And I feel at least Aqua gave me a long stare. “You know I can sense the truth AND your emotions.” I rolled my eyes. “That is Annie cleared her throat. “If you two are done flirting, we’re all curious what Balin brought you.” “We weren’t flirting!” Aqua and I shouted together. Annie just raised…-
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The attack happened five days later. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, PETE!” Aqua screamed as the enormous, granite-encrusted wallaby thing smashed its tail into the wagon we were hiding under. “SLAGIT, HOW IS THIS MY ELFIN’ FAULT!?” “YOU WERE THE ONE TALKING ABOUT FATE AND EVERYTHING BEING FINE JUST FIVE DAYS AGO!” “I THINK FIVE DAYS IS MORE THAN ENOUGH TIME FOR IT TO BE CONSIDERED UNRELATED!” “I’LL UNRELATE YOUR BEARD FROM YOUR “Both of you, shaddup!” Richter hissed from where…
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The questions came rapid-fire at first, then slowed down as everyone digested. Questions like: how old were you, were you really a brewer, do you like being a dwarf, did you get any Godly powers, what are ‘quests’, how expensive The first to voice a serious complaint was Johnsson. “Wait, I’m confused. Why does Richter seem to know what was going on already? And Aqua too.” Bran, who’d just been drilling me on my ‘during death experiences’, turned away shamefaced, and Annie coughed…
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When you want to do a big reveal, ambiance is important. If you hold the seance for grandpa on the lawn instead of in a dark living room, it hits completely differently when you find out Bob ain’t yer uncle. So I spent a bit of time with Richter getting everything just right. In a world with magic, you may as well put the extra OOMPH in! Richter set up a barrier device I’d bought for preventing eavesdroppers, and did a sweep for magical listening apparatus. I intensely regretted not being more…
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"45 bottles of beer on the wall! 45 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 44 bottles of beer on the wall!” The song echoed through the ginormous cleft in the walls of Crack, the sound of a dozen dwarven voices lifted in a merry tune. There was a pause before 44 bottles, and the sound of chugging, before the next verse was sung. “44 bottles of beer on the wall, 44 bottles of beer! Take one down, pass it around, 43 bottles of beer on the wall!” We all laughed as the blonde-bearded…
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The alembic fizzled and popped behind the glass shield, then turned a horrifying black colour. Toxic fumes erupted from its mouth in a cloud of smoke. Tourmaline Barnes sighed and activated , whisking the dangerous aethers away. Another failure, and she’d been so hopeful this time. She wiped some sweat from brow, and adjusted the mask that kept her beard out of all the dangerous chemicals in her workspace. Not that there were any errant bottles to be knocked over. Tourmaline was a fastidious and…
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The cats were stalking about again. They did that whenever Bran cleaned the kitchens. And Bran was cleaning the kitchens a She willingly expended the energy to keep them away. A simple charge with her horn and some angry screaming did the trick. While they were useful for dealing with those awful rats, they also stunk, and tended to pee on everything. Her servants didn’t appreciate that. They were also quite stupid. Penelope wasn’t quite sure why, but most other four-legged people were quite a bit…
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Our covered wagon clattered down the cobbles of Minnova. Its fabric sides were nicely stitched up with an enormous Thirsty Goat logo, and I’d paid the gnomish we’d been using to put some strengthening and lightening enchantments on it. The runes glowed faintly from beneath the cart, and we had to send someone under there once a day to replace the monster core charging them, but it was worth it. It also had a magic refrigerator since going on a road trip with Bran without fresh ingredients would have…
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Raysdotter stretched and popped her back. “Finally out of that elfin’ Aaron be-cursed swamp!”. “Technically it was a lake,” Aishablue provided, helpfully. Her normally clean, white robes clung tightly to her short brown frame. She was coated in a thin layer of blood and grime. Raysdotter swung her spear to point back towards the lake. “Ya want me ta drown you, Aishablue?” “Don’t threaten our mage.” Starshine chastised. With a final series of squelching footsteps,Team Brighstar…
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The next few weeks kind of blurred together. If we wanted to make it to Kinshasa with enough time to design, build, and get our brewpub started, we needed to leave by the 1st day of the 4th month. The trip itself would take just over three weeks. Master Brewer Crackle gestured widely at the fermentation tank before him. It was full to the brim with bubbling Ancestral Seed, and a grumble of apprentices bustled back and forth preparing for racking. “As you can see, tha first stage of our Scented Brew…
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