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§136 Dropping In

Taylor - Dimmik Airspace

The messenger's steed was a gryphon. It was a far cry from Wen-Silvain's huge form, and it couldn't fly near the speed of sound. By mortal standards, it was an impressive creature, strong enough to carry two small-...

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§135 Double Dare II

“We’re leaving!” Lindsey grabbed her hand, and they fled. They skirted the edge of the cave, then tried to cut through a gap in the enslaved crowd. Twice, they nearly ran headlong into the arms of more slaves coming from somewhere else, and ...

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§134 Double Dare I

Princess Mariella — Underground

Mariella woke up in complete darkness. She lay on rough, hard stone. The air was thick and warm. She had a pain behind her eyes, like that time her older half-sisters convinced her to drink too much wine. ...

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§133 Iredale III

By noon, he was peripherally aware that most of the battalion was ready to leave, taking a good portion of the healer contingent with it, but hadn't gone yet for some reason. Troops were standing around the coaches, waiting. After nearly an hour o...

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§132 Iredale II

Cadmius arrived in a farmer's wagon, with two more behind him, all equipped with large wheels and high suspensions. Taylor dropped the screen and let themselves be seen as the wagons neared. In the mock battles, basic stealth was a requirement for...

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§131 Iredale I

The bulk of the opposition's force was situated well beyond the range of a normal praxis weapon or most magicians' long-range spells. Instead of huddling up in one place or making an organized camp, they scattered themselves on the expanse of empt...

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§130 Green Notice

Taylor stood and turned toward them. "Ah, our Lady of Perpetual Annoyance. I knew the day was too peaceful to last." He was more polite to the partners and engaged them pleasantly about the wine they had brought and when the house might be open. H...

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§129 The Breakup

Prudence — Vawdrey House

Prudence was uneasy at breakfast. Part of the reason was that her entire family had returned to the estate. Breakfast at Vawdrey House was served buffet-style, and the family sat themselves at three tables, like ...

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§128 Meet-Up

They were directed to a fast carriage for non-IEF personnel who found themselves attached to the expedition. Eterine wasn't content to have them pull over so they could board. She had to make an entrance. She claimed her motive was to enhance Mari...

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§127 Pegasus

Princess Mariella — Avimore

They had put her in sweltering leathers with too many straps, and a fur-lined helmet that squeezed her head. According to her attendant, it was supposed to feel like that. She was supposed to ...

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§126 Sinter

Curator Meltissa Jane — Sinter

"Welcome to the Little Horn. Uh, you two look like you've come a long way."

"Someone," Meltissa glared at Cadmius, "wanted to take a shortcut. Please tell me you have rooms, a stable,...

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§125 Overland

Curator Meltissa Jane - Estfold/Dimmik Borderlands

They followed the tracks a full thirty hours behind the foreman and his empty train. The tracks cut along the hills, weaving back and forth, on a gradual uphill slope. They ...

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§124 Rescue

He couldn't see his assailant, but he knew the shape of her. A long, toothy snout. Talons for fingers and toes. Skin made of jagged scales. Cruelty was written into her every aspect. She had eased up so he would know he was dying.

One mistak...

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§123 The Haunt

Blake, Cook, Kasper, and Chambers unpacked and cleaned while Taylor completed his survey of the grounds. They wouldn't get through the entire house, but they could make a few rooms fit for habitation. Chambers kept a running log of everything the ...

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§122 House Shopping

Taylor

Every time Taylor went to sleep, Simon appeared and put him to work in the narrow crawlspace between life and death. At first, he only watched while Simon did his job. Taylor followed Death's minion like the intern ...

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§121 Side Track

Curator Meltissa Jane – Dimmik Borderlands

They had to camp without fire, but that didn't mean they ate cold food. For a woman far from home, a good portable stove was a necessity if she wanted the comfort of tea or the ...

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§120 The Other Princess

Princess Mariella — Imperial Palace, Avimore

Summoning Miss Wibbles required a short song and a lot of shiny glitter, produced through non-systematized magic. Miss Wibbles didn't use to require so much ceremony when Mari...

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§119 Simon

Taylor - Wokehaad Farms

Maestro Nelis agreed to be Taylor's watcher, along with the farm's dedicated healer. They reviewed Mensa's instructions several times over and then tried to convince him not to go through with it. View Post

Erstdwerg, God of Arcs

Erstdwerg, God of Arcs

Erstdwerg was the first of the racial gods, and is said to have created arcs from the best of the human race, and that is why arcs are so small. Arcs are born with an outsized curiosity but their wanderings always bring them home again. It was the...

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§118 Radegonde

Curator Meltissa Jane - Radegonde

Radegonde was a sawmill town. Logs from Rosewood in the north and mountains in the south met there to be cut into rough timber and finished lumber. Half the town was dry-houses, heated war...

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§117 Apothecary

 Without a word, they picked their way through the maimed bodies. The amount of blood was very modest, all things considered, and they were able to reach the ground floor without leaving bloody footprints behind them.

"Hold on." Taylor ...

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§116 Shopping

The day's next appointments were in Moyalwande and Okujuni. Moyalwande reminded Taylor of pictures he'd seen of Venice. Ancient, ornate buildings rose from the water in decrepit white stone, ready to be washed away by one strong wave. From a well-...

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§115 The Other Place

Taylor's group rode toward the mountain in a carriage, along a road he had laid down rather hastily. Ahead of them, the smooth ground switched back and forth a few times, uphill, before entering a large lava tube. His portal to the Other Place was...

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§114 Mt. Uroda

Taylor, Mt. Uroda

They stood around a table, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Two elder beastkin were in attendance, members of the council that ran Rossignol province, one of them a bushkin with large eyes and strong l...

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§113 Conclusions

Later that night, Taylor and Cecilia rode Tristan through the portals to return her to Vawdrey house in Celosia. The horse rippled like silk under the stars, eating up distance with improbable speed.

"You have an amazing household. You know ...

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§112 Cleanup

Taylor — Bostkirk

While Kasper checked in with home through the mirror, Taylor collected his loot: the four statues and everything that spilled out from their inventory, including enough trapped souls to fill a sack.&nbs...

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Posting Schedule and Volume 5

The final chapters of Alchemist will be posted on Wednesday and Thursday. (Yes, there is an epilogue chapter on Christmas.)

On Friday, we'll begin volume 5. I'm only about 25k words into that book, which is less than I usually want before po...

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§111 Rescue

Taylor recovered his spent gems and his other materials and threw another mana crystal into his inventory, where it would gradually recharge him. He needed to leave quickly, if he could.

"Clean this up the best you can," he told Genova, "mak...

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§110 Alchemy

If magic didn't work on something directly, then it was time to try indirect effects. Taylor pulled three projectiles from his inventory, conical slugs of heavy alloy, and shot them at the monster using his modified Rock Shot. Magic prope...

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§109 Crossroad

We thought ourselves untouchable when he refused our provocations. Then came the day we learned the awful truth: that we had long sheltered in the lee of his contempt.
The Mines of Shik-Karan

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