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History changes things, amplifies them. A gritty guerrilla struggle for independence becomes a titanic brawl between the aggregate forces of Good and Evil, waged as much in abstract concepts as in...

She stared at the page for several long minutes, pen in hand, dripping magic where it might have, in another life, dripped ink instead. She closed the book without a word and put the pen away,...

Caden was a journeyman Wizard when he scourged Tembrethnil, tapping into a font of magical power that was, for his time and place, absolutely unimaginable. The land of Raiaera was still scarred more...

"I know who you are," was the very first, spiteful thing that Caden heard as he woke up, an ordinary voice so enveloped in power that it cast the color of white across his thoughts without a hint of...

The Wizard hit the ground like a bomb without fire or smoke -- the earth beneath him simply cratered outward, as if it were the only logical thing to do. He could have landed softly, he could have...

We'll see how this'ne turns out, won't we?
In the distant past there sat a man in a cell speaking words of such a weight that they would scar themselves onto the flesh of history.

In the deepest...

...I don't even love us. Why the hells should someone else?

And that's a wrap.

Spoils/etc now for memory's sake and/or For The Public.

Caden Law: Nothing.

Aeraul Smythe and Rowan McCloud: Dead. Both. I'd like it if their combined experience was...

On the edge between Time and Death, there is a place that looks like nothing so much as what the mind wills it; a place shaped by imagination, because logic alone cannot give it form. For the moment...

The Sorcerer Blueraven died with neither a bang nor a whimper. He just expired. Cold and alone under the eyes of his Wizarding Namesake.

The other Caden -- the only one left now -- regarded his...

Caden felt his body give out. His soul wasn't going to last much longer afterwards. He had spent too much power, and he knew well the risks that entailed. Blood didn't boil so much as it froze its...

The spell didn't fizzle out so much as it cracked apart and disassembled itself in a spray of glowing two-dimensional sentences, ceasing to exist down to an abstract, conceptual level. Only a small...

The Wizard Blueraven snarled his way into a smile as he spoke, voice beginning as little more than a hushed whisper and ending as a defiant shout. All around came the rising sound of birds cawing and...

Hellhand joined the fray and the battle sounded something like a million-strong chorus of sledgehammers and a twenty-one gun salute by nuclear artillery in the middle of a hurricane. For all the...

Hellhand's bone-dragon slammed into Larkatz's flagship, dragging it down in a tumbling, flaming tangle of limbs and magicks and engines and worse. The Wild Aeon steered towards them and a lot of...

It's what I do. :cool: And Scara Brae got trainwrecked last time I blew through it. Dunno if the changes stuck or not, doubt they did though. I usually ignore pretty much everyone and everything in...

Sounds good. Especially if the whole blow-up-Scara-Brae thing stuck well enough that the Scourge are exploiting the lingering aftermath of a disaster. :) What kind of thief are you looking at? And...

I was looking at some of the CharBios and other stuff and just wanted to say good job.

Yep.

Carry on.

EDIT: Although in the interest of this actually being a useful thread: What's going on...

It was a tunnel through space, one that gradually turned the blue and white of a cloudy summer sky the further into it one moved. And the eldritch vessel moved quickly.

It was like an elven sea...

Welcome, welcome! Don't let anyone bite you. Most of us are a smidge rabid.

By which I mean we're all highly contagious zombies capable of running for days without food or sleep in pursuit of your...

Space warped and, like the thin film stretched taut around a soap bubble, Time burst. All laws of causality and physics went screaming out of a window that doesn't exist in a direction that can be...

Elves came to the shores of Raiaera from unseen lands, first setting foot where Anebrilith used to be; where Beinost is today.

Kebiras has no elves now, only the Treserán, who could almost be...

He awoke to the sound of cannons blazing and high-end magicks cooking off far, far above. Caden didn't even waste time assessing his surroundings; he had crashed into the top floor of an ancient...

Pressure shoved at Caden's back and the heat of flames licked at his ears, all out of synch with when the explosion actually happened behind him, which itself was out of synch with when the bed-sized...

Caden finished writing and closed his eyes. He tried not to listen to the sound of a chilling Voice, chanting and echoing not too far from where he sat. He paid no mind to the flashes of dead...