◖ • Allies Name: Röskva Race: Aeld'Norai NPC Type: CNPC Merits: Druid (0), GM Business (1) Skills: Business: Grandmaster 100/100 Economics: Master 100/100 Druid: Novice 0/250 Skill Points: 100 - 0 (Druid) - 25 (Business GM) - 25 (Economics) = 50 Info: Roskva is an extremely...

An unassuming looking wolf darted between the buildings. It had noticed the disturbance – it was hard not to. It did a good job of acting like a real wolf even though it was little more than a thrall of sorts. Made entirely of wood without the ability to smell, though it did stick its nose up in...

Current character: Luke <-- link to a tally of all his earned xp Want to unretire: Kage

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The tremors were certainly disconcerting. Being surrounded by all these weirdos actually made him feel better about them. Nobody looked panicked as far as he could tell, so he convinced himself that there was probably nothing to worry about. When Luke finally got a good look at the thing he...

Idk why I just ended up seeing this lol I feel ya Added a personalized name

Spring 22, 125 A peculiar note caught Luke’s attention when he woke up and ate his breakfast. It was contained in an envelope and detailed a job that would require him to go hunt someone down and bring them in for questioning. It was signed with the name of one of the rakshasa and as if he...

Luke didn’t have much to add to the conversation. He followed along with his guide and companion, doing his best not to freak out. Everything around him made him want to torch the place to the ground. Some things were so creepy that he felt like he was doing the world a disservice by not acting...

Pendragon Sorceries Owned By: Luke Pendragon Enterprise Tier: Small Purpose: Contract mage work Location: Currently a small shop in Bast, several miles from the Academy. Description: In a small, two roomed building tucked away in a tightly packed row of businesses, there is a shop with a sign...

Luke’s head spun as he listened to all the rules associated with knowing about this cult. He thought he got them all. Don’t tell anyone about it, that was obvious. Do what higher ups said, which was basically everyone at this point. Don’t kill people with special arcana, sure. The others were...

“Holy…” Luke muttered as the woman explained so many things to them. The most interesting part about all of this was the existence of secret arcana. These blights, as the woman called them. How was such a thing possible? And then there was the entity called Nihilos that sounded like a villain...

Luke felt more and more like fighting as time ticked by. He was feeling less and less comfortable the longer he waited here, like he was the subject of some kind of prank – one that would end in his demise. His only comfort was how comfortable Raya seemed to be. He had only known her a short...

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“If you have a galdr why aren’t you ascending yourself? Why force me to do it? Are you too scared to risk your own skin? Hey, I’m still talking to you!” he shouted as Sire left him all alone again. Luke sighed and wondered if his father even had a single ounce of arcane power in his bones. He...

Luke wasn’t surprised when his attack didn’t work, but it did wonders to let off steam. He kept the flames going for a while before finally letting the spell end. Was it a tantrum? He supposed it was. A justified tantrum, if such a thing existed. “Leaving again so soon? And here I thought I...

Luke felt hurt. Mostly because he realized that there was some truth to the man’s words. He could be bought. He didn’t always require a lot of money to do work, hell he’d done jobs as simple as cleaning out someone’s store without using magic. But he was motivated by money to some degree. Maybe...

Luke considered his words. Over the last couple days he had tried to maintain his resolve but he had tried to escape and he had failed. He had thought about ways to weasel his way out with honeyed words, but if he knew anything about his father it was that social interaction was his domain. He...

Luke didn’t have any words for his father. He had never been in jail before so he wasn’t used to being so removed from society. He’d also never been made to endure these kinds of fasting or sanitary conditions. He was nearly dehydrated to death so he downed the water quickly, though he made sure...

“Fucking…” Luke didn’t even have words to respond to what his father was saying. How could someone look at him like that and be prepared to kill him at the same time? “Hey! Don’t just leave me here!” he shouted when his father turned to leave. He was chained up and he was starting to feel...

“You’re delusional,” Luke said, “I would never help you, even if I was a paragon. In fact, the first thing I’d do is probably make sure you were dead. Actually, I think I’ll do just that as soon as I get out of these chains.” He struggled some more, but his heart wasn’t really in it. He knew...