William Jones
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Three hours later, Ben and Harmonia were still fighting. At first, she had drilled him in forms, balance, and the proper stance for using the weapon. Somewhere in the first hour, old skills from previous games and fencing in the real world began to come back to him. The sword felt comfortable in his hands, and he moved from one-handed to two-handed stances as needed. Harmonia began to press him, making him defend himself more and more. He responded by blocking when he could and performing increasingly…-
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Harmonia backed away from Ben and turned to Harmony. "I made a mistake. After you told me of your adventures and meeting a new relation, I became suspicious. My investigations led me to suspect that Damien might be involved. I thought my suspicions were confirmed when Benjamin was resurrected in Franklin House, in Damien's room. I suspect this is the fault of the system. It delights in tricks like that. It may have placed him there because Ben was wearing Damien's signet ring. I thought Damien was up to…
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Ben bowed low. "Please, fair lady, I believe there is a misunderstanding. Can we talk about this situation?" He tried to use the She made a cut with her saber that caused him to jump backward and avoid a nasty cut. He pulled a heavy chair between them. She smiled like a cat playing with a mouse. "No misunderstanding, Damien. Not this time. You overstepped your already precarious position and have pissed me off. I think walking back from death a few times is the best thing for you." She made another small…
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Rolly sat at Typhon's feet, carving off slices of ham, as Echidna, mother of monsters and wife of Typhon, admired Squirmie. For her part, the butterfly was terrified to move as the titan's eyes roamed over her. "So pretty, with all the dangerous parts hidden away until needed. So few of my children and grandchildren are so pretty, but I guess that comes from being monsters, not beauty pageant contestants. But I'm happy to claim you, little butterfly. Rolly told us much about you when last he came here. I'm…
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"You do know that technically that isn't bacon?" Artemis turned to find Hermes standing on the doorstep of her sanctuary. "Mind if I come in? A clever follower of mine mentioned it was rib-night at your house, and you're always so generous when it comes to inviting your favorite people." Seated at the same table as Artemis was another woman with black eyes and sharp teeth. She took bites of meat and bone together, chewing and swallowing quickly. She stared at Hermes for a moment, taking his measure.…
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A man pulled a heavily laden wagon into a ruined city, flanked on his left by an old graveyard filled with burnt crypts and shattered gravestones. Attracted by the smell of his goods, several ghouls approached the road but slunk back into the shadows after seeing who pulled the cart. They were too few to attack the Butcher. Such foe was beyond them without large numbers or the might of one of the undead lords in their ranks. The Butcher turned off the stone road and entered the Beastwoods. The little…
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Rewards for these quests are set, and the money will not come from your personal account. The Fae are inherently magical and can read the magical auras of people and things the way a mortal reads a book. As they mature, darkness becomes light shadows, and magic shines brighter. You have lost the skills of You have gained the skill: You have gained the skill: You have gained access to select Core Skills from the You have gained +5 RAD, and the The Cantrip: The Cantrip: The Cantrip The…
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Suzette was still thinking about the strange class that the even stranger woman had offered her. Their meeting had been brief, but pleasant. She and Ozzy had talked about it some before she returned to the tavern, and he took a load of ribs up to Gadobhra. He was in favor of whatever she wanted to do. When she glared at him, he took his wagon and started jogging to Gadobhra. Betty had food ready for a meal when she got to the tavern, and hungry people were waiting to eat. Ten workers were around a table,…
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Ozzy admired the little bank as he walked up to it. The quality of the work showed in every detail, from the polished brass fittings on the door to the clear glass of the small windows set precisely into oak frames. The brickwork was polished, giving a professional feel to the building. The best part was the clock on the third floor, bright copper hands marking the hours of the day. Suzette said the banker had appeared one day after she had spent building points on the option for a gnomish bank. The bank…
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In the upper reaches of the smokehouse, what was left of Bucktooth was slowly curing. Ozzy grabbed a chain and climbed to the top, checking on the meat. It was almost perfect. "Lower this one down, slowly. I grab something to wrap it in and get a wagon." The Pit complied with the order. Ozzy purchased four large, white table clothes from the Kallvek's Emporium, laying two down in the wagon for the large rack of ribs to set on, and spread the other two over the top. He pushed the wagon out of the smokehouse…
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