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Cortos The Roaring Brother, Baal-Asha River It was Eli's first expedition with the squad. It was a particularly cloudy late morning. Elias and his two other squadmates sat huddled in dense foliage just before the river bank opposite to their objective, an old Cortosi fortress and one of many...

Sol kept up without any issue. In between strides, keeping the rhythm of his breathing, he spoke. "In the lands between the Kaliti Empire and Vel Anir, the only governing law is that of the sword. Warlords rule with strength. Or... brigands try their luck biting the ankles of the giants that...

The rock pelts Eli's head, just above his nape. It explodes in a small puff of flame that singes the loose strands of hair not kept up in his bun. The world spins and he takes a weak, wobbling step forward to catch himself from falling into the dirt. His knee buckles and he tries to take a...

"No," he answered, hands clasped behind his back, "Just committing to memory what a burnout looks like." As Thraah made her way towards the stables, he followed several paces behind her. They walked in silence for a while. The stables came into view. "I just can't wrap my head around it...

"Well, well, isn't that great for you!" The Dreadlord's personality momentarily shines through what had previously been a thick, hard Knight's exterior. Elias has no qualms openly complaining about his comrade, "He could very simply use his words, but instead makes one go through unnecessary...

Elias frowned at Davi. Well, he wasn't entirely wrong. But being around the shapeshifter more, he realized one thing about his squadmate: Davi was even more of a prick than himself. He could better accept the situation, shit as it was, now that everything was made certain. Still, it was truly...

Elias stared straight ahead. He found himself nodding along with what the Initiate had to say. "Ah, I get it. Your recreations will improve because of a deepened understanding of the physical process. Interesting." The Dreadlord mused aloud with a tiny smile. She wouldn't find many smiths more...

Elias dismissively waved his hand. The gesture conveyed that no offense was taken. He walked with long, powerful strides alongside the horse. There was little knowledge he could impart onto the Initiates aside from how to best stack corpses. "For us it felt like the earth had given out beneath...

A gradient of vibrant colors painted across the sky as the sun peeked over the horizon as they left. They were well on their way down the main road out of Vel Castere when Zephyrine posed her question to the Dreadlord. "Hm. Nearing a couple months now?" Eli walked alongside the mounted...

Even Elias had to adjust to the day-to-day routine of Vel Castere, and he had been the among the last Initiates who had lived entirely by the old ways from before the revolution. The Academy honed him into a weapon and taught him all the ways of taking the lives of men, but Vel Castere had...

Elias understood his place just fine. Sam was a trusted ally from the Academy and his dearest friend, and now she was also his commanding officer. He knew when he could treat her as the former and he knew when he had to respect the authority that came with her position. Eli took orders from Sam...

"Hiya, Fern," the veteran who Eli had mostly interacted with only in passing often disarmed the young Dreadlord with her quiet, gentle nature. He entertained himself by thinking all of the kindness had been stolen from Mars Pallatrix and put into Fern instead. Eli placed the ale on the table...

Thraah lay on the ground for a moment, and it seemed that was the end of their bout. Elias crossed his arms and waited another moment to gather his thoughts. If there was one thing any generation of Initiates understood, it would be that might makes right. Maybe now she'd listen, and Elias was...

Elias gelled with his squadmates easier with Sam there. It truly was a happy night for him, and he'd likely remember it for the rest of his life. He was distracted, though. What had sparked between him and Sam in the bath? He asked himself that, and unable to find an answer, anticipated his next...

The top of Eli and Sam's class were all great for different reasons. They all possessed skillsets unique to them: Edric's nigh-immortality, Sam's versatility, Noel's fine control of metals and her prodigal swordsmanship, Everleigh's toxins... Without a doubt they had been one of the strongest...