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A vaguely satisfied grin tugged at one corner of the drifter's mouth while he moved gracefully on from lemon cake to lemon-crusted chicken with cracked peppers and a spicy little glaze sauce. Eating but unwatched. That didn't mean unseen, mind you. One would struggle hard in a place such as...

Walking softly.

The carriage creaked to a halt, dust settling as hooves clopped restlessly. Alexander opened the door from within and stepped down, one foot landing on the iron rung. He gripped the doorway firmly, surveying the College grounds. His surcoat, travel-worn and plain, fluttered in the breeze. No...

(OOC: @ Garik you alive? )

Close enough to benefit from easily hearing Rafael call out the cavern further up the beach, Selzurius and Stannig were among the early arrivals just behind the man with the dog. As others straggled towards the mouth of the cave, the old man saw another of the mercenaries, Garik, cutting down...

Even the old sorcerer had to admit, he'd not expected fucking trebuchets getting the drop on their small section of the Tychen fleet. With a little warning he might have done something to deflect or defuse the urns of zealous fire that fell upon the three scout ships, or perhaps he lacked such...

This sounds fun

Selzurius watched casually as the northman Shaman sacrificed himself to repudiate the Carnithorn, a slight but respectful grin tugging at the corner of the old sorcerer's lips. You always had to respect a man that was willing to die for his cause - a wielder of the arts, even more so. The...

The Northern Wall Selzurius watched as the formation of raiders North of the wall trudged along, stubbornly but wisely holding to their shield wall (as those from the South had done, though he did not witness it). What an excellent target the tightly packed unit would have made for ballistae...

A gigantic blue-hot whip snapped down from the heavens somewhere to the distant left, leaving the old mage's eyes filled briefly with glare and the screams of splitting wood and tearing flesh. Selzurius had been ready for something a little closer to home, but as his vision cleared he looked...

Welcome!

Selzurius watched with curiosity, what might even seem a glimmer of excitement, as the raider shaman began to ply the winds of magic. It was a thing Selzurius could feel, a draft of static carried on the wind that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand straight. The old sorcerer's eyes...

There had been little enough time between the arrival of the northmen upon Illia's shoreline and their appearance on the far side of the field from the town pallisades. But it was still longer than Sel thought - an anxious moment of calm before the storm - only for him to realize it was for the...

It had been a fortnight in this distant northern backwater, barely a scratch in the earth that Selzurius admitted to himself he had never heard of until quite recently, and had an equally interesting time finding. Were it not for local guides he hired on to the caravan the aging merchant was...