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"Well I'd say you're making headway towards unforgettable if nothing else," Ambroz said, gesturing at the growing city yet in the distance. "I certainly won't be forgettin' it, that's for sure." He leaned back in his seat in the sleigh, stave cradled in the nook of one arm while he rested his...

Okay. Depressed teenager with special powers. Bit more than he had been expecting, if he was being honest. Bullying? Love troubles? Totally within the realm of what he had been expecting. Even academic troubles or a personal revenge quest would've been within the boundaries. But empathy? That...

I will participate if I get at least two filler episodes devoted to my extensive backstory. Also a three episode power up scene.

The Library of Elbion was the heart of the College of Elbion. Also a whole lot of other 'of Elbion' titles, but that was the main and most important one. As institute of magical learning the library's seemingly endless rows of shelves, filled to the brim with texts arcane, were the college's...

Always neat to see Carmen Miranda's Ghost out in the wild. Leslie Fish is a great singer. I've been listening to some of her fantasy-themed songs, lately.

"You're speakin' the truth my newly-found friend," Ambroz said jovially even as he took Steve's outstretched hand, having shifted the soup bowl to his staff-hand, "Though you'd be surprised at how many undead cities there are out there. I mean they're supposed to be rare, what with necromancy...

Well that was quite a din, but he could bear it with a grin. Mayhaps some gin. The bowl he looked in and found warm soup within fit to be served in the finest inn. "Thank you for I am quite thin, and I did not bring a buck-skin, to warm my own skin." The man took the bowl in his hands and...

The Road Just Before the Road to the Golden City (AKA, the Road to Alok-Therak) If this were a cheap adventure novel, Ambroz Baros thought, the current situation would actually be terrific. An ancient city had burst its earthen cage and its (presumable) servants were rampaging across the...

Thump. The butt of a hardwood stave drove itself into the barren, wintry ground of the Eretejva Tundra. A pair of boots came next, wearily stomping into the ground. Thud. How does one greet a dead man? Do you compliment their health? Seems a bit risky, but perhaps it could be taken as a...

If you talk fast enough, surely that's a bonus to charisma, right? Right. Count me in.

Ambroz was about to respond to Gerhold when the hooded figure approached, escorted by the same servant that had escorted him to Emmanuel earlier. Good. That meant the hooded figure wasn't here to muck up his, or the party's, day. Ambroz still slipped a hand into the sleeve of his robe, fingering...

If you don't mind adding another wizard to the party, Ambroz would be available.

The interloper kept a banal, professional smile firmly affixed to his face. Meanwhile, internally, he was swearing like a sailor. He had strolled into this particular endeavor expecting few complications. The murder of a mere aristocrat was hardly worth the attention of anyone who moved in the...

Ambroz ran a hand through his beard, studying the map and considering the options they had available. Swordsmen and crossbowmen were not the most insurmountable problems, but they certainly weren't the easiest to deal with either. A frontal assault was out -- Only Gerhold was sufficiently...

Ambroz Baros began the day as he did every day. He woke at precisely six hours after dawn and allowed himself several heartbeats before he forced himself out of bed and stumbled over to the nearby basin to wash his face. Three intervals of twenty seconds each, stopping in-between to re-douse his...