There was a knock at the door.
"Enter!"
Into the office of Salak, Proctor, Dreadlord and Stalker stepped the slim and tentative form of Initiate Zinnia St Kolbe.
Salak was finishing a report and did not look up when he told her to close the door and take a seat.
He was behind a wall of papers...
Soleil Verdane never found it too difficult to get away from the Academy and all the watchful eyes therein—especially now in the age of the Republic. Lies were carefully crafted tools. Truth was a weapon to be forged to your liking.
Now she was in Vel Anir city. Inside the Embassy of Anir...
The Forbidden City
Four months ago...
In the dark, it was easy to spot the orange glow of firelight flickering through the openings of a ruined structure. It was one of many down this long forgotten street, which had long ago been retaken by the sands. Laru approached, and entered into the...
A knock on the door. A human male near middle age in officer's armor didn't even look up. He didn't even answer. The knocker just walked in after a moment's pause. A young human male in guard armor entered.
"Sorry for the intrusion Vice Captain." The newcomer said as he stood at attention...
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