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Rage had been building, born of futility and frustration. It had been directed at the mage. Until he spoke. But though his giant blood gave him a proclivity to such anger, the storm giants were rarely mindless and unreasoning in their outbursts. The true target his "opponent" suggested was a far...

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"Acknowledging tyrants is hardly my way. These islands are yours by what? Violence and death is the way of conquerors and most of your kind. I have little respect for that. Take my ship and we will have words, no matter how sure death may be after. Respect is earned, wyrm." Wyrms were, to his...

The smile of victory fled as quickly as the lights in his vision. The man was playing with glowing light shaped as cards like any gambling establishments. And as he worked whatever he worked, the man dropped a ladder, which just barely fit onto his head, getting stuck around his chin. That...

At first, he didn't think much of the masked shieldbearer. But then he dodged a spear hurtled fast enough it should have skewered a dire boar, and doubt entered his mind. The frame and muscles didn't support that speed and agility. Magic. Inherently, his bloodline were more inclined to wield...

The spear whirled, fast enough to split the breeze and whistle, but due to the makers, it only hummed eerily as it sped from line carry to an overhead hurling position. The kite shield rammed into the sands, bronze capping taking the impact as he knelt behind it, spear laying just on the top of...

A dragon. Silver. His mind searched quickly, but he hadn't really encountered one, so only knew the bare minimum. He did know that they knew of and tended to have good relations with Cloud and Storm giants. Iffy with humans. Best not be submissive, all dragons had a tone of arrogance. But he'd...

Theme It was overly hot, that kinda of miserable humidity one got when overly long under the sun near the sea. Roaring and chanting could be heard, which soon had the dull ache behind his eyes throbbing in time with their guttural bellows. Overall, Arthfael was still not entirely sure how he...

Once, a long time ago, his ancestors, or a distant kin of the Storm Giants, had a small port here. A bit of unfair winds had set him back, and it was closer to nightfall than he would like as he came in sight of the Isles of Sheketh. Still, he held the rudder on his modest little sloop. What...

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