The salon's atmosphere was pleasant, full of the scents of coffee, mulled drinks, and well spiced stews. The ambient chatter gave a calming reverb that was conducive to productive thoughts, rather than distracting. Nobody spoke up too loud or broke the gentle din. This was perhaps Lorogh's favorite...

It was still the thick of the colder seasons, so Lorogh and his platoon were off duty. However, they'd been assigned to reserve in Cahryst. Word was that a campaign would be starting in the Spring, and hitting its high notes in the Summer most like, as many campaigns do. Lorogh didn't know what it...

Remember. Said Woodsy to Lorogh, You're not here to pick his brain about alchemy, or anything else. You're here to get better.

Woodsy had been with him in some form or another since his squad's leave from official duty earlier last season. They already decided that Woodsy would be an ideal...

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121st of Vhalar 722

No, I'm serious. Lorogh told his new friends at the Academy Salon. It was a coffee house in the middle of the academic district in Carhyst, not far from the libraries and laboratories of the institution. What if we made a book, rather...

Oh Look! A Rock!

Lorogh and Victor were on their way from Korlasir. Their latest trip had seen them exiting the Arcane Academy, having contributed to some of the research ongoing to limit deadly weapons and magic in confined spaces. They'd had their debates about what exactly the research was...

Luvi returned to the city of Cahryst with a weird mix of happiness and uneasiness. She’d been marked by Raskalarn and been given a task. She had some encrypted papers and was supposed to somehow find who they were meant for and root out everyone involved. It was a challenging task because she knew...

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Saun 22nd 722

For the past few cycles, Lorogh had noted how time in the army had made his mind more machine-like. His existence, from top to bottom was regimented and run like a vast network of gears, all lifting and supporting each other. He had his scheduled...

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Trial of arms for Corporal Rank

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For Lorogh the search for knowledge never rested. There was little that occupied his thoughts other than the furtherence of his inventions and gadgets, and machines. To that end, he'd been directing much of his recent studies to sulfates, chemicals that...

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The air was electric. The city itself was charged with an infectious, excited energy that chained across every person in the town like lightning. Citizens surged with a relentless joy and unity that could only be found in the Empire.

And why...

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Book of Ouches

Lorogh takes his engineering homework to the Salon of the Academy, to chat and share ideas with his fellow students.

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66th of Ymiden, 722

When Russel thought about it, laying a trap for people wasn't altogether different from setting bait for prey.

Sure, the animal was different. More cunning. Prone to cruelty. Better armed. Yet, whether it was deer-stalking in the Sacred Forest or thief-catching in the city...

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The barbs barely bothered him anymore.

Russel eyed the growth with idle interest as a sprouting vines slipped through his skin, tugging thorns bloodlessly tearing at the barrier of his flesh. Where once he would have watched with disgust or hatred,...

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Ssstalwart Kandor.

The title still felt like a lie landing on Russel's ear, though the pride that sang in Captain Yssera Kolt's voice as she affixed bronze chains to the wrists of his coat did more than enough to combat the doubt bubbling in the...

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His unit's excited chatter flitted over his head, Russel's own foul mood making him sag behind the group slightly. It could've been the exhaustion, the entirety of his interaction with Yssera, or a combination of both, but...

/gallery/image/22374/medium 42nd of Ashan, 722 Sleep was not a friend to Russel as of late. For most of his life, they were acquaintances at best, but now it appeared he had done something to royally piss off Unity, for he found their domains either fleeting or filled with terror. If he had done...

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100th Ashan (ish) where Faith learns about learning in the Empire.

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56th of Ashan 722

Lorogh had to go!

It was time for class, and it was no less important that he attend now than of any day. The campaign would commence in just a few days. They'd be marching him straight back toward Winter Reach to deal with the raiding remnants of...

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22nd of Ashan 722

20th - 25th of Ashan, The March: The first festival of Ashan is one that is likely seen as strange to many outside perspectives, but it is one that is born of the emphasis that Imperial culture places on military service. The March is when the...

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Only three trials of bedrest, and Russel already felt slower than he had all season. Deep circles burrowed underneath his eyes from too many sleepless nights spent staring at the ceiling of his room. The usual grace that stalked his steps had been...

26th of Ashan, 722

Russel was woken with a swift shake. His eyes snapped wide, startled, and then shut at the blaring torchlight held above his head. Moving quickly and without thinking, he reached for the knife stashed under his pillow. The sheen of steel flitted through the air, only to be...

1 Cylus, 722 AV

“Hey Ed, the candles?”

“On it, Phil,” Edward Glass said, hopping from the stool. They intercepted one another in the crowded center of the restaurant, one nod of thanks and a tinderbox exchanged, before Phil’s growing host of concerns pulled him elsewhere on the floor of the...