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A plain letter, written in blocky, stencil-like lettering. Ralene, You. Good killer. Your Graduation. Went bad :( Me? Asked around. Wanted stories. You? Killed Charon. Good job! Wondering. What was fight like? How he die? Give reply to courier. xoxo ((the letter was not signed with a...

The Academy A gloomy, rainy weekend. It was one of those somber springs where the rain fell for days on end, saturating the academy grounds and all the lands beyond. The only dry places were those within the confines of the stone walls, and while on the weekends most Initiates often sought to...

“I can’t.” Everleigh heaved, her shoulders slumping forward despite already being on her hands and knees. “You’re certain of this? We could give you some water, maybe that’ll help.” One of academy nurses, a fourth level dreadlord with decent healing abilities, was scribbling on her note board...

VEL LUIN It wasn't the first time Kristen had seen the grandeur of Vel Luin with her own eyes. Even putting aside a rather poor mission involving guard duty at a warehouse, Kristen had visited Vel Luin several times during her childhood (how it felt now so akin to a past life!). Her father...

OUTSKIRTS OF ALYR'SYLINA Soleil couldn't be more excited. She had thought that with the coming of the Republic, missions like this would be no more. And this was a mission like the ones of old. No rules. No compromise. No mercy. Butchery. Two Initiates, of which Soleil was one, had been...

Vel Yuna. The Yuna Lager tavern. Before noon, but definitely far past sunrise. Caeso awoke on the sticky floor and the first thing which greeted him was a keen awareness of the smell of dried vomit. He didn't know whose it was. Kress, he hoped it wasn't his. There was a draft. Why was there a...

VEL LUIN Caeso Diemut had not yet been to the storied harbor city of Vel Luin. Even before he reached the harbor proper, he could see over the rooftops the massive Twins looming, the huge statues which marked the seaside entrance—these being Vel Luin's most iconic feature. Trade flowed through...

TWO MONTHS BEFORE 2.0 GRADUATION: [for 2.0 and 3.0 dreadkids to join, possibly have some fun, possibly get in a bit more character development] SPIRIT WEEK: DAY ONE: Dance Off (Niamh ) DAY TWO: Bake Sale (Kristen Pirian (another can still join!)) DAY THREE: Maid Cafe! (Zael Castomir (another...

"Do you understand," said Proctor Magomo, leaning in dangerously close, "what it is you're asking me?" Kristen stood rigidly at attention in his office in the Proctors' Building of the Academy. She was keenly aware that the door behind her was closed. "Yes," she said, her voice quiet but...

Pernach was a town under siege. Not in the traditional sense, no. There was no army entrenched around imposing walls (Pernach's walls weren't imposing at all, as it were: wooden, small, an ogre could just barely peek over them on the tips of his big toes). There was no foe which presented...

(Art Credit) VEL NUMERA Among House Pirian's finest and most productive holdings was that of Vel Numera. Vast and fertile fields surrounded the town, roads and hedgerows and cultivated lines of trees separating them, farmhouses dotting the land and pinning down each farming family's little...

It was an easy mission. So why did they get removed from it? Soleil had been excited. Which wasn't new. Missions always excited her. Far more than sitting in a classroom, wherein she drifted in her attention and seemed to study far more her fellow Initiates in the class than whatever material...

THE HAMMERHEAD ISTHMUS "Guardsmen!" said Commander Teritus in closing. "We are the hammer to the anvil! I don't know why in Kress's name these Kivren have come this far north, but we are going to smash them with absolute prejudice and take back the Hammerhead Isthmus. I want every last one of...

The Latest Scene - Small Village near Falwood Raena Mirrsyn stood outside the huge circle with her arms crossed and a pensive look on her face. This was the fourth circle and the fourth body. She had not been to any of the other scenes yet since they had just received the request for help...

"No," said Caeso. The Guard Captain, Warren Odal, smiled thinly to the big Initiate sat before him. "I'm afraid you don't have any choice." Fifteen minutes ago, Caeso had been walking to the Proctors' Building, a place which once inspired fear in every Initiate. It still did, but not as much...

Everleigh stretched her arms over her head, looking at the hazy sky. The monotone gray of the sky matched the same dreary, faded hues of color on the homes and all the way to the docks at the end. Where sky and ocean met was a blur of even more gray. Here, the seaside village close to the...

Finally! Some time to study. One would have thought that in a place like Elbion College time to study would be plentiful. Mayhap for the actual students this was true, yet not so much for a visiting Dreadlord Initiate as it turned out. Kristen, along with several others, had been conscripted...

Proctor D'Amour inhaled deeply, steeling herself as the air rushed into her lungs. A dossier had been laid before her just two days prior. Mars Pallatrix, her senior, her peer, had wordlessly laid it before her with a look that stretched beyond his usual stern stoicism. The file had a simple...

ON THE ROAD A stranger in the road. His hands held up. Palms open. "I mean you no harm," he said. "Remi Useda." A stranger who offered to change everything. * * * * * Another mission completed. Much like all the others the Academy doled out to its up and coming Initiates, comprised of...

"We are not. Doin this." Zael glared at his fellow Initiates. Three of them, at least. There had been just the faintest noise coming from the foliage and Zael had surreptitiously gone there, thrust his hand into the bush, and tossed out the culprit who now lay on the forest floor among the...