William Jones
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A man stood a few feet into the forest, watching the the small keep the legion kept in the Hollywood. It always amazed him how little people really looked at things. He wasn't by any means hidden, but none of the several dozen people within a hundred feet had noticed him. They had already seen the forest, and they didn't bother to ever look carefully again. As long as he stood still, he could observe for hours. He noted the large amount of bored mercenaries. Some were small units of sell-swords, but the…-
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"It's like someone stacked up six layers of sewers and dungeons and just kept covering them up. Who builds cities that way? And then buries them? " Jon was holding the torch as Cham levered up a stone door in the floor of the chamber. In the jumble of stone tunnels under the new barracks, they'd found a large chamber under one corner of the building. Jorges had given them the OK to build it out and make it livable in their spare time. The first step was finding out where any exits went and maybe sealing…
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Eventually, Suzette had Rolly cornered. He gave up, and started pulling darts out of the walls where she'd missed, and out of himself where she hadn't. More beer was brought up from the tavern. "So, what's bothering you? Suzette just shrugged and said, "Nothing, why?" "Because you were thinking way too hard while we were going over possible classes, and then you missed way more than you should have with darts. I should be leaking from many more places. And they weren't even poisoned. So, I know you…
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"So, what do we want?" Ben pondered Suzette's question as he poured the last of the dark beer from the earthen ware pitcher into his mug, "I think I'm wanting more beer. Your brewing is getting better." "I accept your compliment about my skills. But seriously, what are our goals? It's fun to talk about options and new classes, but these are big decisions. We've got the better part of five years left on the contract with ACME. I'd love to be able to pay that down quicker. Are we going to just keep working…
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The walk back to the keep went quickly. Ozzy wanted to get his wagon, get back to Sedgewick, and start talking to Ben and Suzette about his possible increases. It would be worth it to pay the access fee to see what information they could find on the various game forums. He also wanted to read more on the Henchman's forums and see what new things had popped up. The players he overheard in the tavern talking about reaching the second tier felt it was a huge increase. It would be worth doing the homework and…
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Ozzy went from passed out to awake instantly, his eyes and sinuses burning from a horrible smell. The dwarf was back and holding something under his nose. "Ha! Thought that would do it. Shaking you didn't wake you up, had to go get some pungent swamp daisy. Smells horrible, but it will wake you fast. Let’s see how you're doing or if I have to open you up again. Don't mind me at all." The dwarf proceeded to poke and prod at Ozzy, feeling along his ribs and prodding his bruises, pulling on stitches and…
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Ozzy might have woken up in worse places, but right now he couldn't quite remember one. Everything hurt. His right eye was swollen shut, and the other just barely opened. Without night vision, he doubted if he could even see. He was lying on his back, which gave him a view of the rocky ceiling above him. It looked to be rough-hewn rock, like a mine tunnel. Water dripped down from its uneven surface. Turning his head hurt, but he managed it. The left side of the room had a crude wooden stool, some broken…
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Diego watched the young courier ride out of Rowan Keep and gallop down the road towards the next village. It had been interesting to talk to him on their ride from Thunderfall. The inquisitor had kept his horse to a slower pace in order to stretch things out. By the end of it he was well acquainted with many of the people Benjamin called friends, and something of an idea of the goals that the ACME corporation had. As usual, it all came down to power and money. The new player guilds and corporations were…
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"Weeds" was a bit misleading. About a half-acre of the dwarf’s farm was overgrown with large bushy plants ranging from two to four foot high. Small sprigs of white flowers grew up in the center of a few. One huge one was over six feet high. Marrak was dressed in all of his protective gear, even more of it than when he'd first greeted Ozzy. He'd braided his beard and tucked it up behind a mask that covered his entire face and distorted his voice. Ozzy was wearing a hooded jacket and goggles similar to…
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After getting a couple of cases of Red Wizard whiskey from one of the merchants, Ozzie took a look at his list. 1000 stone bricks, mop bucket 6 mixing barrels barrel of soy sauce assorted spices (50 lbs.) one whole heap each of: onions garlic black peppercorns brown sugar or honey two whole heaps of tomatoes hot peppers of the sort not eaten by humans a root cellar The root cellar would be a couple of hours work once he got back. That left the peppers and honey. He asked…
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