It had only been a few trials since he had returned back from the Eternal Empire. He missed his friend Jinyel, and he was back to a place where he didn't really know anyone or anything. Thought he had met someone interesting a few trials before, the trial after he reappeared on the beaches of...

I am a damsel

locked in her tower,

but I am my own capture.

No one else has the

strength to lock me away.

You though have the key

to free me from myself

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She smiled at the crowd and said. “We have a little time left. I can take any questions you...

I am a damsel

locked in her tower,

but I am my own capture.

No one else has the

strength to lock me away.

You though have the key

to free me from myself

Genna sat at the front of the room looking out over the crowd gathering in the room. The room was large enough for about...

Timestamp: 10th of Ashan, Arc 725

Once Rickith had re-enrolled in the College of Viden, that is, the satellite campus in Scalvoris, he soon made his way to the library. He wanted to be prepared for his classes in Alchemy and working on his letter, so he decided it was best to research a bit about...

50 Ymiden, 724
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After countless classes watching and listening intently to every bit of information he was given, and after numerous study sessions where he nearly broke his brain trying to comprehend various facts and ideas, and after lengthy nights and caffeinated mornings spent ruminating...

73 Ymiden, 724
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There were only so many things Kotton knew and they each had their own reason, purpose and end goal. He wanted to improve his combat skills and so he had trained with Stanz, and against a random tree out in the Sweetwine Woods. He wanted to enhance his understanding of the...

63 Ashan, 724
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Eyes glanced upon a wooden billboard that dared to declare a certain appeal to Kotton’s mental cabinet of curiosities. It was in the middle of the trial, and he was out performing his usual trek from university back home. Listed on this billboard in question he read, ‘In order...

5 Ashan, 724
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The air held a sweet aroma that only came with the abrupt change in temperature. The few remaining dead leaves swirled in the backdrop of distance where they caught currents that made them near equal resemblance of someone performing a cultural dance. It was warming up. The...

16 Saun, 724
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Kotton had decided on making this journey last second. This decision of his was a little more than he had bargained for since he had always been a man of planning, contemplation, doubt, thought, and anticipatory implementation. But he had, over the course of the season, finally...

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Saun 3, Arc 724

It had been a while since Doran had stood within a lecture hall. Most of his recent work had been conducted in the field. His research trips had taken him back behind the Barriers, and to places that had been almost as strange. He...

3 Ashan, 724
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Deja vu had quit becoming a thing now that Kotton had returned to this specific classroom more than once. But on this particular day, with only a smattering of clouds freckling against the blue sky, he was buzzing with enthusiasm, pride reigning supreme over any other emotions....

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Woe considered the signal whip, some days after he'd crafted it. The whip itself, fine work, if a little basic. Not the quality he was used to handling or evaluating for purchase, however there was satisfaction to be had from holding a tool or weapon one made themselves,...

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In the aftermath of the hunt, Woe ensured that the injured hunters got to the Order. The one that'd been tossed about by the great pilotmouse in the Scaltoth was taken into custody by the Order immediatley, but on the way as they ferried...

Woe stood patient before the reception desk of the University. He'd asked for an immediate meeting with a specific faculty membere, and for his being a public figure they were keeping him waiting a rather long time. He would've grown impatient if he wasn't capable of suppressing his annoyance at...

75 Vhalar, 723
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A young man dressed in all black made his way up the stairs to the front doors of the university. He had gathered enough equity to provide financial excellence for the acquisition of a diploma in science. As someone who had been self-appointed a venerated being, Kotton’s...

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Today was the last day of his writing class. The finality of the experience? A certificate in writing and he was all too ecstatic to display it on his ice box at home. He had been doing well so far- making adjustments as they were suggested, completing work at home as they had...

YMIDEN 62, 723
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The air smelled fresh- there was a woodsy pulp that lingered like a memory of a time spent sitting under a tree during the spring with a new book. Kotton touched the wall and let his fingertips glide across the bumpy surface. There were little nodules, the texture reminding him...

46 Zi’da 721

Oram had been unaware of his own fingers tapping his knees until the secretary, Lisa Freedman, called his name. Emerging from his preoccupied thoughts, peering down at the restless digits, the hunter wondered how long he had been sitting like this. All his life he had been an...