William Jones
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Below in the main courtyard, work continued on the project of creating a new teleportation stone for the keep. Vladimir had imposed order on the project by pulling a tarnished silver wrench from his belt and threatened to hit people in the head if they didn't quit arguing. The threat of cracked skulls proved insufficient. Only Damien closed his mouth. He smiled and took a step away from the chaos just in time, having seen his high-strung colleague lose his temper before. Vladimir gave anyone still talking…-
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Bad news first travels up to the top before the shit rolls downhill. In this case, the bad news was in the form of a message from the AI overseeing the Genesis game, where Alchemarx had invested over a billion dollars. The message was very long, going into details of the contract, behavior of employees, financial responsibilities and reminders about the rules of the game. A battalion of lawyers was already at work contesting the judgment against them, but it was going to be an uphill battle, especially…
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The events of the night had been interesting, and before he left for another battlefield, Ares allowed himself some time to appreciate the design of the fortress. It was a thing of beauty in his eyes, utilizing overlapping fields of fire, and mutual defense. Its like hadn't been seen in this world and he was curious how it and others like it would change the currents of war in this part of the world. The Emperor was a strong man who preferred to show his strength rather than use it. Gus would be delighted…
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Twelve players stood guard in a dark clearing lit only by the campfire underneath a large, black cauldron. Dozens more had been dispatched on a suicide mission against the walls of Rowan Keep as they were resurrected. They all wore bits of broken, mismatched, shoddily made armor, the last bits from the wagon of goods brought to supply the Alchemarx mercenaries. Dying and resurrecting over and over lost a lot of gear. One of them, Murtekis the Red, hadn't bothered at all and was only wearing a pair of…
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Rat killing had been uneventful. The tavern keeper, Derek, had taken the group down to the basement where he brewed beer, and from there to an old door that led to a long narrow room filled with broken barrels, smashed tables, and chairs missing their legs. It looked like generations of tavern keepers had put things down here with the idea they'd get around to fixing things eventually. Derek explained there were a lot of cracks in the walls. It was old construction the current tavern had been built on…
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Sir Timothy of Atheldurst, aka 'TIMMYthewonderboy34', rode into Sedgewick with his squire and three men-at-arms. They rode slowly and smiled a lot, waving at children and townsfolk before politely inquiring about an inn and a stable for their mounts. Two suspicious, non-descript farmers followed them, steaming what they saw to the editors at Famco who produced Timmy's online content. Finding the inn, they paid for stabling and tipped the boy caring for their horses, then rented rooms for the next two…
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Lyle was having trouble sleeping again, tossing and turning in his hut as he endured another lucid dream. They were coming every night now and he couldn't get a wink of sleep until he endured one. It was always something about sedge beasts or druids or scary things in a ruined city. It was so bad he was taking naps during the day. Tonight's was especially strange, it was like he was standing next to the people talking. "You are certain that this will stem the tide of darkness that seeks to engulf our fair…
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Jorges waited until Billy walked away before gathering folks together. "You heard the man. He wants a road, and he put me in charge. We're going to build a road from here back to Sedgewick, and none of this 'detour' and 'curve' crap. Proper roads go straight." "Dexter, take a crew of 5 people. I want a 60' tall pole put up with a mirror pointed in this direction and a lit lantern. On this end, I need a platform that's 3' square at the top and 20' high. Get a few thousand feet of twine and some bright…
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Running to the tavern, Suzette noticed how busy the town had become. New players seemed to be coming to the area every day. She knew that part of this had to do with the plentiful newbie areas around Rowan Keep and the Keep's lack of a tavern or inn. Sedgewick had one of each and seemed to be the meeting place for a lot of the adventuring parties. Business was booming for the locals. Aleister was selling healing potions as fast as he made them. Which was good for Suzette as he was happy to supply her with…
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The tavern's basement was reached by an open stairway leading down to a hallway. To the left was a storage room that held a maze of barrels and stacks of wooden crates that had been rotting for years. At the other end was a storage room for bags of grain, flour, salted meat, and other foods bought in bulk for the kitchen. Derek hinted that both rooms could use some work. The third room was large and used for brewing. Bags of malt, grain, and hops were stacked in the front with three large work tables in…
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