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Axiom ~ 27!

  

~ 27 ~

“Artorian! You explain yourself right now!” Yvessa refilled the water cup and handed it over, glaring at him as she waited for an explanation.

Make me! …Just teasing, please don’t.” He flashed her a playful smile, though she did...

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Axiom ~ 26!

  

~ 26 ~

After the expedition team had left, life in the cloister fell into a very predictable daily routine. The Clerics that remained behind, while devout in their faith, settled into a more family-oriented pattern. Prayer was still daily, chants were recited and taught, ...

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Axiom ~ 24+25!

  

~ 24 ~

The changing of the season was the signal for great activity at the encampment. In particular, it was what people had been waiting for: the majority of the expedition force had served its due time, and was to be released to go home. 

A predictable and se...

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Axiom ~ 23!

  

~ 23 ~

“Truly, I mean it! It’s the corruption. Allow me to explain.” Beginning his breakdown of the next topic, Artorian took another bite of his meal. “I’m deteriorating because I’m playing with corruption, and to be honest… it’s terrible for me....

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Axiom ~ 22!

  

~ 22 ~

“Good morning, old man! How are you feeling today?” Yvessa carried the steaming bowl into the ‘medical tent’, the flap pushed aside by her elbow. The full-raiment-wearing priestess nicked the bowl against the side of the improvised nightstand before setting...

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Axiom ~ 21!

  

~ 21 ~

Tarrean heard a hug-in-progress and cringed. Likely because he was still envisioning the old man half-naked; that view was going to scar him. 

“Artorian, great you found me. I was looking for you as well. The Head Cleric has need of y...

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Artorian ~ 20!

  

~ Twenty ~

Tibbins waited in front of the Head Cleric’s tent, ready with the report of the first week. What a week it had been. In fact, Tibbins was convinced that this was entirely the reason why he was being made to wait so long. The heavy cloth flap of the tent swung...

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Artorian ~ 19!

  

~ Nineteen ~

“Well I’d say I’m not clever, but I am hardy.” A feminine voice replied from the corner, one of the young Clerics that had been injured in the fray.

Apologetic breath inhaled so his words could tumble out in a hush. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry m...

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Artorian ~ 18!

  

~ Eighteen ~

Artorian would say he was having terrible dreams; except he was very much awake, and they weren't dreams. His perception dabbled in a deep void, boundless… yet confined. 

The masses of... he was going to call it filth, twisted a...

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Axiom ~ 17!

  

~ Seventeen ~

Cleric Tibbins was confused, but dismissed the warning. He was evaluating one old man, not something that was exactly hard to do. “It’s not dangerous unless he is far stronger than I am, and I have the Head Cleric’s permission. What’s he goi...

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Axiom ~ 16!

  

~ Sixteen ~

Head Cleric Tarrean was pleasantly leafing through real paper once more in his personal tent. Smooth, crisp, light paper. None of this awful vellum for him! When he could get away with finery, he would. His polished, ornate armor was...

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Axiom ~ 15!

  

~ Fifteen ~

The mental space collapsed into kaleidoscopic memories behind him, and every step forward pulled forth ideals, beliefs, and remembrances. This path he now walked was a recollection of all he’d done and was again willing to do. Memories knit together...

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Axiom ~ 14!

  

~ 14 ~

The Elder continued rising from the depths of the small coma he had been trapped within. 

“You win this one as well, shiny sky orb.” The old man kept his eyes closed after stirring from slumber. He had opened them, only to find a ceiling he didn’t ...

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Axiom ~ 13!

  

~ Thirteen ~

“Alright recruit. Once again, from the start.” Armored fingers drummed with delicate impatience on the extended table in the salt village longhouse. This entire mess of a report had more holes in it than his favorite cheese, and Head Cle...

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Axiom ~12!

  

~ Twelve ~

The Elder knew something was off as soon as he resurfaced. A smell in the air… it was wrong. His first breath of what should have been crisp air, instead filled his tongue with the flavor of smoke. His hearing picked the muffled cries alongside the c...

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Axiom ~ 11!

  

~ Eleven ~

Ideas bloomed in the sproutling’s thoughts. The plan was straightforward: make it to the cave, get the secrets, get home before morning meals. The old man just watched them with a pleasant joy as they put things together. He’d given them pieces of the puzzl...

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Axiom ~ 10!

  

~ Ten ~

Crickets chirped in the dark when the kids snuck in through the Elder’s window. They each hopped onto the floor, in turn shushing the next one as their feet crunched on the popping shells they’d thrown a day before. 

The ruckus was anything...

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Axiom ~ 9!

Double chapter Monday! No real reason :P


  

~ Nine ~

The bonfire dance was a total success. Excess wood that had been stuffing the storage site was retrieved from the mound with drunken enthusiasm. Of course, neatly chopped logs spilled out when a few zealou...

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Axiom ~ 8!

  

~ Eight ~

Elder Switch was seething. Her vision snapped to various members of the village, each of whom felt their laughter die when their chortling was noticed by her strained, twitching eyes. Thankfully, Boro could still be seen fiddling about in the back; prov...

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Axiom ~ 7!

  

~ Seven ~

A coordinated hive of activity and gossip. Those were the only words that could be used to describe the bustling longhouse. Actually, perhaps a chicken coop; one where a fox was running around causing havoc. The lengthy center table was prepared for a minor feas...

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Axiom ~ 6!

  

~ Six ~

The Elder appeared both sad and angry at the same time, causing the children to move away and give him some distance. When he noticed the change in elbow room, he stopped pacing and forced his face back to a gentle smile. “You’re not at fault, my dears. It’s...

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Axiom ~ 5!

  

~ Five ~

Of course, the oldest was muscling his way through life! Everyone in his previous peer group was already off on the flats, and he had nobody his own age to talk to. Only the noisy children and the oldest girl counted as company, the latter of which most ...

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Axiom ~ 4!

  

~ Four ~

The children didn’t know where the sudden cold shiver running down their spines came from; given they were all plenty warm under the sun. Aside from the momentary discomfort, they gave it no thought as they gathered up fallen fruit into woven baskets like they ...

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Axiom ~ 3!

  Double chapter Monday! Woo!

~ Three ~

Past the bend of the nearest birch forest, a rather sizable caravan waited near a hastily hidden raider encampment. Lit torches hung from the cart’s sides as several bulky, scarred men tended to the horses. Hakan raised a disappointe...

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Axiom ~ 2!

  

~ Two ~

*Shkrack*! A thin wooden cup crashed against the wall in the village longhouse, fragmenting into sizable chunks. The Elderly, bossy voice shrieked; releasing a spray of spittle as the sound of a long, thin piece of wood impacted with a *switch*.&...

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Axiom ~ 1

  

~ One ~

*Thunk*. The old warrior woke from a deep sleep with a pained jerk, his latent nightmares still sending the word ‘Traitor’ ringing through his skull. His forehead stung as his aged body awoke to the aching impact of a shelled nut. Right View Post

Axiom ~ prologue

 

~ Prologue ~

“Sir!”

A man in his early thirties looked up from the map he and a few others were pouring over, and could instantly see that the messenger had serious and grievous news to give him. “What in the abyss is going on out there? Report!"

“S...

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Bibliomancer ~ 19!

  

~ Nineteen ~

“Novice Mages Sam_K and Finneas Laustsen,” the Archmage intoned, his greasy voice sending shivers racing along Sam’s spine, “stand before the Council and prepare to receive our verdi...

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Bibliomancer ~ 18!

 

~ Eighteen ~

They made it back through the gates fifteen minutes before full dark set in. Cutting it close, considering the potential repercussions, but everyone was far too elated to care. The group was high ...

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Bibliomancer ~ 17!

  

~ Seventeen ~

The trek back to the city was, for the most part, uneventful. The party walked at a leisurely pace, getting to know each other better with every step. Sphinx hailed from Carson City, Michig...

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