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Noel gave the taller Guardsman a once-over. She'd faced her first troll when she was still an initiate but she frequently had to remind herself that to normal Anirians they likely only ever heard of the things in folklore or from dull texts with varying descriptions. She was pretty certain...

Noel surveyed the room, eyeing over each of the guards who’d been assigned to this task. She’d hoped there’d be more but this is what she’d be forced to work with. Her vision lingered on a specific pairing, a taller guardsmen and a Dreadlord initiate. But, of course, the initiate they’d sent...

6th of the 3rd Pnerian month. Edge of Aberresai Savannah and Aniria’s official border. The rain was unrelenting. Just constant pelts of water, one after another. This had been a miserable campaign made ever the more miserable by one Special Advisor Cervesti. Cervesti wore khaki pants...

Four more nails zipped through the air. Another wooden plank fell off the wall. A self-proclaimed holy man pleaded for his life. They were hiding something here and the trio of Dreadlords were going to find it. Noel peaked her head into the hole she’d just created, another section of the...

A frown formed as Amos mentioned the gutters. She'd only been there once but the scene wasn't pretty. Some cocky crimelord had gotten too ambitious and was pressing the residents a bit too hard. From Noel's experience both the old House Council and the Republic had cared very little about the...

Noel held her tongue as Amos spoke and only broke her focus when he had clearly finished. "Your friendship means a lot," she finally said after a time, resisting the rising urge to eat more of the bread and shrimp. "With your brain and your inventions you'll probably be given a governorship or...

"It is a climb," it was spoken as a fact, not a brag. "It's something to strive for. And, perhaps someday, something I may actually achieve." Noel allowed herself a brief moment of reprieve to go in for seconds of the appetizer. To indulge further into the wine. Forgetting the troubles of...

"Hah!" Noel didn't even pretend to be modest as Amos heaped praised upon her. Although she doubted she'd be the reason they could rival Adro. If such a thing were even possible it would be driven by the brilliance of the man she shared a meal with. All Noel would be doing is assembly work. A...

"A lot more," she said with a grin as she drank another gulp of wine. Noel had always been more devoted to her duties than anything else. She'd pledged to Luana before the Republic had set aside house service and though it had taken some adjustment she'd been able to rearrange her thinking...

Noel remained silent, nodding along as Amos spoke. Once he had finished she was content knowing that he understood the warning she issued. Part of her debated saying more, offering him a bit of reprieve. But it wouldn’t be fair to commit to anything she wasn’t willing to do. ”For now we can...

Noel kept her composure perfectly calm as she saw Amos become startled by her outburst. Clearly he wouldn't have been fit for a battlefield but, well, that was alright. "You forget to eat?" That seemed odd. Whether they were going on a march, prepping for battle, or going into countless other...

Noel nodded along as the lieutenant spoke. She understood the desire to create with ones own hands. Particularly something as personal as the runic armor she employed. As the conversation drifted to more serious topics the allomancer's interest hung on each word spoken. Much of the sentiment...

Something shifted in the air but Noel couldn't quite place it. The waiter suddenly got very tense and hastily recorded a note upon the little piece of parchment he carried. "Yes, Tyrian Brandy 12 year, an excellent choice," glancing up from his paper he chanced a look at the Dreadlord he'd...

"Yes," Noel confirmed, "Rudolphus Snicklesnatch." The metalmancer was a relatively keen observer but she wasn't sure she'd ever seen an initiate who seemed as tense as Lumen. Quietly she wondered if the younger girl was bullied or punished often and expected the same thing from Noel? It was...

"Night Chas," she called out after the other initiate. No sooner had the door shut that Noel allowed herself a small giggle at the whole affair. "Demons and catching suns." For a few hours Noel stole some slumber, though she rose immediately when the first rooster crowed. Throwing on fresh...