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Eric Anderson
As the trio discussed a few not-so-great options for their next steps, Dain cried out softly with a small cheer and grabbed at a small stone that had suddenly started to spin slowly on the desk.  “I think they’ve responded,” he told the others.  “Finally!” Dain took a loose page from the back of the...
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“What about the fat man?” Kre asked.  “From what his help says, he’s a violent drunk with no regard for anyone or anything except profit.  That’s certainly slave trader material if I ever heard.” Beleg chuckled and softly punched Kre in the arm in a playful manner, “One small adventure and already an expert in...
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It was their third night in Yahaestra and Kre was sleeping on a bench in the common room along with the other servants when Beleg’s hand grabbed him roughly by the shoulder.  “Master Dain was not pleased with how his books were laid out,” he growled.  “Apparently there was some water damage because you put...
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“You’ll take your food over there,” Dain gestured with his off hand.  He waved towards a table furthest from the fire where a few other ill-clothed youths were sitting together.  “When Beleg returns from his ablutions, make certain that the kitchen brings out two plates at once or he will be most cross.” “His what?”...
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Bel nodded.  “Just so.  Your mind is not trained to be capable of conceiving of more than one reality at any given time.  Surprisingly, in spite of this, you didn’t black out. It seems your mind has been filling in the gaps with the images of this world as it needed to for you to...
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Bel considered Kitalia’s attempt to progress the explanation and thought hard about how to explain the nigh-unexplainable.  “Bear with me a moment or three.  This is not an easy concept to work through, especially considering our level of exhaustion.” She waved a hand around them, “I touched already on the idea of our powers being...
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Two hours and a pair of roasted rabbits later, the two ladies were relaxing by the fire with some mint tea.  Though she felt the tiredness in the very core of her bones, she forced herself to stay awake so that she could question Bel while the thoughts were still fresh in her mind.  The...
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Kitalia collapsed to the ground in the clearing where they finally stopped.  Even the dragon seemed worn out as she plopped down very unladylike on the grass, taking several deep breaths as she did so. “How… how long?” Kitalia managed between gasps.  Her legs felt like lead and there was a fire kindling itself within...
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Bel reached back and clasped her hand firmly.  Though they didn’t need to make contact for the magic to work, Bel had advised that they do so after what had happened in the underground ruins.  Kitalia knew better than to argue when it came to magic, even if it was coming from a dragon. The...
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She had no intention of actually falling asleep, but Bel seemed to have that way with things.  Things that made people do what she wanted without her needing to tell them.  It wasn’t magic.  At least, not magic that Kitalia knew anyway.  It was just the way she said things in that comforting, grandmotherly voice...
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