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The three of them stood before a massive pile of rubble. Sirene insisted they were in the right place, so Rebecca began to clear it using her Irongrip vines, while Sergei and Sirene watched. They were deep into the ruins of Valenca, far deeper than Rebecca had...

Rebecca didn't have much to look at as they descended the long staircase. It was completely straight, and the brick walls which were uncomfortably close to begin with, seemed to close in the further down they went. For nearly 10 minutes they walked down the se...

As they made their way back up the stairs, Sirene had lots of time to think. It was obvious in hindsight that she was under the control of Enrapture and the final orders were the most insidious of all. To forget the spell was ever cast on her, and refuse to te...

Hamlin raised an eyebrow when he saw Rebecca, Sirene, and Sergei emerge from the basement steps. He was certain nobody had seen them return, plus it was the middle of the day. He noted a faint blue glow present around Rebecca which was concerning enough on its...

Rebecca awoke in an obviously sealed room, but she was at least on a sofa of sorts. She groaned as she managed to sit up, and looked around to find herself alone except for a woman sitting at a desk. She was wearing a white peaked cap, a white cloak, and a mil...

Nathan arrived at the Elven Embassy along with a dozen guards and a member of the Ashen Fist. Once they found out there was a potential arrest warrant being issued for the Ambassador by the Crown Princess, there was no shortage of volunteers, and he was quite ...

Heather scowled at the Ambassador as he was dragged in by the Sergeant. He always hated the slimy man for many reasons, and if he was dragged in that means they had to arrest him. The Sergeant only stayed long enough to salute Heather and Verka before leaving,...

Verka reappeared in a deep subterranean cavern below Castle Ashe. It was dominated by a large pool of water that stretched down for what seemed like forever, and apart from a single door on one end of the cavern, there were no other exits. Magical lights hung ...

Winter of Year 689, Gilnas City In a nondescript building, a man who could be described as painfully average looking was reviewing paperwork in front of him. Each one was some of the most exceptionally dry writing describing a few of the most supernatural eve...

The Garrison, Lecture Hall Svetlana and Praetor Zell stood in the centre of a large room next to the large basin of water that had been in the basement, as the forty or so members of the Spiritual Garrison crowded around her, eager to finally see a rusalki up...

Winter of Year 690, Duncaster, Western Gilnas It had started simply enough, like most problems. Objects had been going missing from houses, and at first the local troublemaker was suspected. But after he spent a week in the stocks and things kept going missing...

Duncaster Church "See anything out there Gordon?" The Priest asked as he held his staff tightly in both hands. He was no fighter but he wasn't about to let the undead overrun his Church without a fight. "Just more draugr." Watchman Gordon said, ducking down ...

Svetlana was disappointed in how rapidly Elora was losing her composure. This was all a Centurion could offer in an existential crisis? "Pull yourself together, Centurion. Watchman. Stay in that corner. Will decide what do after." Svetlana ordered, pointing a...

Ironhand 9805, Duncaster, Westfield County, Kingdom of Gilnas Eigengrau felt Svetlana's summons immediately. The Spiritual Garrison was summoning her somewhere that wasn't their headquarters in Gilnas City. That alone warranted investigation, but the fact tha...

Year 680, Central Itari Now that the noise of nine years hence was gone, Eigengrau could properly think. None of the others would be of any help in this, and if they knew what she knew about his absence the questions would only grow. This would have to be a r...

Year 690, Ruins of Valenca, Whitemire She knew it wasn't his time yet and regretted what she would have to do. But to kill a divine thing properly was a special task, and he needed to be consulted. Eigengrau took the time to walk the ruins first. She missed t...

Year 950, The Hissing Lobster, Dragontail Mountains Vaust was intrigued. Eigengrau hadn't called a special meeting in at least a century, so he knew this was going to be good. It was near the end of the day for the Inn, and he was shooing out the last of the ...

Neptis landed with a loud crash in the centre of the ruined city of Valenca. Her preferred method of travel matched her personality well. Brutish, destructive, but most importantly it was flashy. Her quarterstaff floated casually in the air next to her as she ...