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Chapter 3 – Seven Good Knights And so it was, Spellbound, the archmages of the Etzania tribes, placed their seals around the continent. Men and women, sacrificing their lives for the well-being of all people. There were seven chosen, and originally, seven seals made. The archmages returned to their cities, knowing full well that further …

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It had never happened before. Two rings, one body. A marriage termed “Soul Protectorship” by the husband, both people living “Void.” With Relnak blood in them, no heartbeat, in fact no heart at all, flesh had become one, somehow, and a baby boy was conceived. Some time after the father had left, Senna, his wife, …

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To Captain Oxus Petrakheir   As instructed, I’m writing to update you on the progress of my mission. I’m still unaware of the functionality of the glowing moss as a healing ingredient. However, the rumors of its existence were true, and I’m still investigating the moss’ purpose. While conducting my research, I have found another …

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The crowd was large and disapproving when Lion did not show up for his official acceptance speech for the People’s Recognition Award for service to the community and nation of Unified Etzania. In fact, there were riots. It was when the riots turned dangerous that Coshver Zhentyz, Magistrate, high commander of Unified Etzania, elected ruler …

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Lion was a tall man, early forties, slightly balding with remnants of soft brown hair that fell in waves to his grizzled mustache and beard, down to his shoulders. Wearing the clothes of the esteemed Gladnr of Unified Etzania, he was imposing. Broad shoulders, keen eyes, a slightly crooked smile that could charm any lady …

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Rolled up parchment, tied with several ornamental strands of silver string, lying between six rows of clear-blue vials. A Scroll from the Lady of Death to Sage Dyson, penned six months prior to today’s date, found by Alceaus and Crour in the Sage’s upper room of his tower. So reads the scroll… Forged by the …

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A square, wooden sign stuck into the soft earth of the ill-worn road read, “Here lies Brod.” Another, slightly smaller wooden sign immediately behind the first said, “Brad,” with the word “Brod” beneath it, thoroughly scratched out. The group had made it only a small way from Holme’s End, only a couple day’s journey, yet …

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Trystian, Scindo, Alceaus, River, Sytch, and several angry townspeople were all compiled, compressed, into Leon’s kitchen. A diplomat from the mainland of Unified Etzania, River was bombarding the crowd with emperor-directed “facts” that all elves in the area were woman-stealing, baby-eaters. First, River himself was an Elf – an Elf from a different land true, …

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His long fingers slowly swirled about on the wood carving of Ifrit’s horn. From where he stood, the wooden throne seemed so close: so…attainable. A soft red tint covered his skin—the palest of all Asura, so he imagined. Almost elf. Acerak said that, “He who would attain the throne must first lose himself to his …

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