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Seven Days Later by PHarold, literature
Literature
Seven Days Later
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Parchment in hand, Tymr perched his spectacles on the bridge of his nose. He glanced at the notes already written, made a quick adjustment. Harumphing again he addressed the impatient half elf perched on his dining room table. “Roll up your sleeves,please.”
“What are you looking for?”
“Additional marks or scars. You have this bloody habit of being secretive about them.”
“And you have a stellar bedside manner.” Martin grumbled, “I thought we were going to the tavern for lunch.”
“In due time. Look up,” Tymr instructed, “and to the right. Good,now the other sid
OmegaKiller Chapter 5: Broken Parties by Elvinkin66, literature
Literature
OmegaKiller Chapter 5: Broken Parties
Weeks passed and the Guild of Sorceries at least attempted to appear back to normal. Aulleus and Henry Carin attempted to hide the investigation while Masters Farrinlis and Nuño attempted to calm down the young students. But the frequent searches of the rooms and occasionally visits by the kiem order told that things were not fine at all.
At this time Harrison Brooks celebrated his eighteenth birthday. The oddball squad had prepared a cake but the usual place they hung out was closed due to the state of emergency. Lucky the janitor Morris Hayden came walking in. “Ah if it is not Kurban’s little friends, the Oddball squad, K
Chapter 4: Distrust
The Guild of sorceries was in uproar, as one of their students lay dead. Soon the entire school knew of this murder, and panic set in. The thought that it might have been one of them who did the killing the thought that one of them might be next filled the apprentices with fear and mistrust.
The security began to search for evidence They searched in every dorm and known hiding place. The begin taking anything that could possibly be evidence for the crime. eventually while searching the boys dorms a letter was found in a hidden hole that worried even the dark and stoic Aulus. it said;
My friend Angent
I have hear
It was an average day in the council chambers as the council of defence was meeting as usual. The halls were bustling with life as the various councilers were debating the ins and outs of magic. An focused on the center of it all where two major groups the council of Laws who were alone able to amend the council’s code and the council of Defence who sought to protect the council from their many dangers. There are many groups who seek the council’s downfall such The Weindi, the Dominion, the Hesherins,The Blackthorn, and the Sadrains and it is this group who makes sure they are little more than annoyances to the great council
Tyberius Innatarsh Origin: by Elvinkin66, literature
Literature
Tyberius Innatarsh Origin:
I had run away again. It was the tenth or twelfth time I had done it. It is not that I hadied at my home, it’s just that my family expected so much from me. So I traveled through the Enserian countryside. Arie Vinnis was following me I knew it but I did not want to talk to him for he was sent by my father.
As I took the bout from Tar-Innatrsh to Tar-Deermin hold, I was met by this strange lad.
“My names Navol Ount I am a researcher for the Council of Magic.”
He went on to tell me his entire life story and about the trip he was taken to Inlawswee, the fallin city( This was before it’s liberation, I was 12). I wi
Sorcery the power of emotion, unlike wizards who spend years of their lives Mastering each and every spell Sorcerers need only feel intense emotion to control the magic around them. It is controlling both the magic and their emotions that is the problem and that is why Masters train their apprentices for many years.
Once a year Initiates gather to impress potential masters for there are few of them and if an Initiate can not find a master they must wait another year.
That was the situation our group was facing. There were six of them in total.
Harrison and Zedaz were practicing testing their spells in a mock duel as the others watch
Omaga Killer Chapter one: Death of Innocence by Elvinkin66, literature
Literature
Omaga Killer Chapter one: Death of Innocence
In the year 1984, and all throughout the halls there was hussle and bussle. Students returned to the hollow guild halls after a long summer break. The oddball squad as they called themselves, again met at a small cafe in the city below the school. They talked and told stories about their summers.
Isla told of visiting home in the cold realm of Iceimi, of visiting her family and meeting up we people she had not seen since she joined the guild.
She had very much missed her family and seeing them again gave her great joy.
Zedaz Doestegh told of his time visiting the Theda Federation capital with his father. They were there on a business t
Before you read:
This was done for ~Siobhan68 (https://www.deviantart.com/siobhan68)'s Matchbox Challenge.
Since matchboxes don't exist in my characters' world, I had to use a tinderbox, or something equivalent to a matchbox.
For the sake of group submissions, and for those who don't know my boys:
Scot is an elfin inventor. He is highly educated, self taught on many subjects and can improve upon a device within minutes of seeing it work. He has a voracious appetite for knowledge and as a result, can't keep an idea in his head for very long without writing it down. He's a tightrope walker in the circus. He is blond and blue eyed.
Kaolin is also an elf and an elemental;he c
Elf-Beast Chapter 6 Excerpt by SionnaDehr, literature
Literature
Elf-Beast Chapter 6 Excerpt
He watched her for a moment before inclining his head and stepping away from the stable door. Understanding his silent request Bellethiel donned her cloak once more and stepped out of the stall. He led her from the stable yard and guided her up the steps into the large doors that led into the keep.
It was breathtaking. Windows as tall as trees stretched up to the ceiling with clear glass shielding the interior from the weather. Light, though dim from the pending snow storm, streamed in and made the hall seem larger. Long coulombs as wide as the oldest tree lined the hall acting as support for the ceiling and the floors above. Ornate tapestr