William Jones
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Suzette walked quickly through the small village. She'd seen a sign for a tailor attached underneath that of another business but forgot which one. It only took a few minutes to find it - an advantage of small towns. The sign with the tailor's shears was underneath one that had a mortar and pestle and a bubbling flask. Tailoring and Alchemy? Interesting combination. Maybe they had something stylish in a lab coat? Entering, she saw that the tailor occupied the front of the building, and a hallway in the…-
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As the soldiers scrambled away from the charging barbarian, Ozzy ran at Bobby-Chuck, but it was Suzette who got in the first shots. Bobby-Chuck wasn't exactly subtle in anything he did, and it was hard to miss a ten-foot-tall glowing, screaming barbarian as he leaped at you. The Like Ozzy, the barbarian was hard to hurt physically, and could shrug off elemental damage. Radiance wasn't any of these, and the damage bypassed his mitigation and resistance. Anyone else would have howled in pain; Bobby-Chuck…
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"It's nearly Go Time, people. You all have 30 minutes to get into position. Maximum stealth if you are anywhere outside of the heavy brush and trees. And use slow movement when moving through the forests, if they see vegetation moving they'll know an attack is coming. Assume they the look-outs can see in the dark. If the shit hits the fan, go for maximum damage, shock and awe. Maybe you succeed in getting in, but even if you don't you act as a distraction for someone else. If you don't know what to do, do…
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Despite being told to be at ease, everyone at least sketched a small bow. The only one who gave less was Ozzy, who just inclined his head. Jorges gave a salute, Legion style, then stood at ease. The god bent and examined the war machine. Jorges pointed to the four main towers at the points of the 'star' and the four secondary towers at the lesser points. "I anticipate that will be a popular tactic for anyone with such troops. The main tower sticks up like a challenge to anyone attacking. Drop a dragon…
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"This is a stupid plan. Have the witches seen this fortress lately?" The assault force Alchemarx hired was led by Marko, a level 13 To make matters worse, there were no weak points left. The fortress was nearly finished, with only interior work to complete. There were no gaps in the defenses and no half-built walls. This wasn't a raid to burn stacks of wooden beams, kill the workers, or ambush a supply train. They were assaulting a fully functioning star fortress with a Legion garrison four times their…
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"Well, Sir Hoss, how does the armor feel? I selected it especially for you." The blackened steel armor had been worn by some ancestor of Pinchpenny's and the set of chain and plate armor had languished in the treasure room for centuries. Its enchantments resized the set to the new owner, and the weight was only a few pounds, yet protected like the finest dwarven steel. "It fits like a glove, sir like it's part of me. But are you sure about making me a knight? I doubt anyone, including me, thinks I…
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Past Rowan Keep, in the wildlands that spread west and south, a hidden camp of mercenaries stirred once again. Players logged in, and wagon loads of cheap leather armor and beginner weapons were passed out to anyone in need. The new recruits sneered at the 'beggars,' ignoring that they would probably be in the same situation at the end of the night. Alchemarx had been throwing small groups of player-mercenaries at Rowan Keep for months. Initially, the groups had caused delays as they sabotaged the…
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During the drive to Rowan Keep, the wagonload of crazed professors and mad scientists kept up an enthusiastic discussion of how to redesign the suspension system of the wagon, each trying to outdo the other. Leather suspension straps, coiled springs, and levitation runes were all discussed. Since the wagon in question was normally used for hauling loads of rock, it had no suspension currently, and Ben pointed out that anything would be an improvement, but the rocks wouldn't care. He was ignored after that,…
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Two travelers made their way from Sedgewick to Rowan Keep. The Knight skipped and hopped down the center of the wide stone road while his Squire insisted on staying in the shade of the closely growing forest on either side, pulling his hood over his head and grumbling about "Too much sky." A pack of bloodthirsty squirrels assemble, following the Squire, intending a quick ambush. As the first dozen assassins leaped silently from the high branches, Squire Squeak was already casting a spell with no less than…
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It was late afternoon before Ben could get everyone together to begin the discussion on how they would proceed. He was acutely aware he was dealing with many eccentric personalities and bloated egos. Luckily, he had a lot of experience dealing with such people. Flattery, threats, and pleading were all weapons he wouldn't hesitate to employ. He allowed Vladimir to stay on his brief honeymoon until the last minute. Everyone deserved time with their spouses after a hellishly long courtship, which meant one…
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