Exposure to some of the native elements on a world are not for most. Bereft of lungs and burdened with determination I was prone to trudging across planets who’s very atmosphere discouraged visitation.
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I woke with a headache, the taste of Atysmas on my tongue. What day was this? What week?
At least I have a mektoub and a comfy bedroll to ease the travel. Now to find my way back..
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I had never intended the disasters that befell me. Hubris blinded me to those dangers. Security footage in Atlas Park City Hall captured this view of me late one night as we fought off interlopers of ill intent. That’s me in the stone.
It’s hard to describe the feeling of being encased in your own mistakes like this. One one hand I felt as safe as I could be, the outside world firmly outside while I’m left to my own thoughts. Subtle vents of porous rock allow me to breath and hear in a limited sense. I’ve had to bolster this with some simple incantations else I would be shouting and shouted at constantly.
While the Incantation succeeded wonderfully I am having trouble mastering the removal. My mastery of enchantment is woefully lacking and while I’ve had ample opportunity time isn’t as simple a commodity as some make it out to be.
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Moving the machine of progress requires some tedious steps. From planetary sites to orbital stations, everyone needs something. Guns today are bandages tomorrow, stuff like that. Pulling hard-G’s out of a ‘well has a weird yanking effect on the stomach. Technology has come a long way to minimize the feeling but nothing quite removes the whole sensation.
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I’ve nearly dialed into a configuration I’m happy with. A pair of class-3 Plasma Accelerators and trio of Beam lasers, 1 class-1 and 2 class-2. Fighting at some of the belts had me thinking of a more aggressive arsenal and the latest revisions dialed in Oversized emitters to enhance the raw output on all of the weapons.
These stars are starting to grow more dangerous day by day.
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I spent long minutes gazing at the walls of the fortress. Not a soul stirred which wasn’t a bird or some winged lizard nesting among the rooftops. No archers patrolling nor campfires burning. Rarely a good sign in my experience. Bandits are all too ready to make use of unoccupied spaces. If it isn’t the Thieves guild hiding in the basements and unused sewers in most cities then it’s more nefarious type lurking in ruins where patrols are hesitant to roam.
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..but then, when does a gateway, it’s chains anchored into the earth below, ever bode well?
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It was only moment of clarity, but clarity none the less. From the East Gate of Divinity’s Reach the desolation was clear. Magic, unbound and chaotic, streamed through the sky. Memory landed within my mind with all the clarity of a dolyak fallen from the sky.
This was the handiwork of power mad and despotic fools.
Comments closedI pulled at that thread a little too hard. Memory coalesced into thought, thought disseminated into action. A shimmer of light gathered around me and I fell downward into a vastness I could not describe. I landed in front of Amnoon.
This was where it all began. I just had to find more answers.
Comments closedI had a gnawing feeling as I crawled onto the beach of Istan. The haunting recollection that I had done this before. The closer I got the stronger the feeling until I was staring at the edifice of my perplexity.
I was hopeful they had answers but my knew better. I had harbored this feeling that my confusion was self-inflicted. Chronomancy is not without it’s hazards, after all.
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