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The town of Aranor was a melting pot of different cultures and traditions where non-humans existed peacefully with the humans. However, not everyone was happy to have dwarves and merfolk living alongside them. Most nobles and middle-class merchants were repulsed by the merfolk and viewed the dwarves as their inferiors. Due to this clash of mentalities, it was impossible to gather them at the same table for any kind of discussion. Lord Sebastian knew about these racial prejudices, and to avoid any kind of conflict, he had chosen to invite the dwarves to lunch while the merchants and adventurers were asked to join him for dinner. Since the Romanovs were one of the only families of nobles in Valaria to treat the dwarves as equals, it was easy for Lord Sebastian to win over the miners without any bargaining. Ivan readily agreed to support him in the next patriarchal election and even promised to cut all ties with the Rodels. The easy part was over, but the real challenge still lay ahea
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Aurelia welcomed Yarpin with kind words and took him to the table where the maids and attendants had already laid the silverware and were waiting with towels and kerchiefs. The guild master of the adventurers’ guild walked up the stairs with a resolute air and greeted Lord Sebastian with a half-bow. “Welcome to our humble home, Black Viper,” Lord Sebastian said, greeting the adventurer with a firm handshake before pulling him into an embrace. “It’s good to see you haven’t let the years catch up to you, Lord Sebastian. And please, you may call me by my real name. Only the commoners and rookies call me Black Viper,” the man replied. “Very well, Lester,” Lord Sebastian replied with a polite smile. As Lester let go of Lord Sebastian’s hand, he immediately turned his gaze to Ezra. “I was there at the training arena. You tried well, boy. There’s no shame in failing.” Ezra did not understand whether Lester was trying to genuinely sympathize with him or further rub salt into his wounds.
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Even Yarpin’s scheming mind had never expected such a proposal. Lord Sebastian already held the title of the Chief Patriarch of the Dragon Claw clan, and he had always seemed pleased to stay out of politics outside his own clan. “There is a chance that your cousin may be re-elected as mayor. Why would you want to nominate yourself in his stead?” the merchant asked. Lord Sebastian looked straight at him and replied, “Don’t get me wrong. I know my cousin has done a fine job as the mayor of Aranor. But he will be no match for Lord Wilhelm. If Lord Wilhelm decides to run for mayor, only I can hope to oppose him.” “Well, I can’t say that’s too far from the truth,” Lester pitched in, taking another swig from his cup. “Lord Sebastian is quite a popular figure in Aranor. But I can’t say the same about our current mayor, Lord Harwood. Most people only see him as a harmless puppet.” Yarpin ignored Lester’s remark and asked, “May I know why you are so averse to the idea of Lord Wilhelm becomi
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The die that Yarpin had rolled to set his murderous plan into motion was now coming back to haunt him, and all he could do was ball his fingers and curse his oversight. Ezra had outwitted him and given him a taste of his own medicine. Seeing his guest so eager to leave, Lord Sebastian stood up from the table to accompany him to the front door, but Ezra stopped him before he could take another step. “I’ll accompany our guest to his carriage. You can complete your meal, father,” Ezra said, urging Yarpin to follow him. Though Yarpin was a cultured man and was known for his refined courtesy, he forgot all about his manners as Ezra’s words kept ringing in his ear. Without even taking Lord Sebastian’s leave, he followed in his son’s footsteps like a frail shadow. As they reached the front door, the clouds gathered overhead burst at their seams, ushering in the first rains of the season. “You are playing a dangerous game, young Lord,” Yarpin spoke in a hushed voice. A crooked bolt of l
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There was a gradual shift in scenes as Ezra passed the last bakery on this side of town. The brick houses were gradually replaced by old, dilapidated huts and cottages made of wood and clay. This was the older part of town, which had been abandoned three decades ago when Soreta flooded its banks, causing tremendous destruction. The only ones who continued living here were the merfolk since they were amphibious creatures who could swim as efficiently as frogs and even breathe underwater. Most of the merfolk were fishermen and preferred to live close to freshwater rivers and lakes. However, the merfolk settled in Aranor had even dug up ponds within the walls to expand their territory. Ezra soon spotted the leafy shacks built by the merfolk around the two small ponds. Standing around the pond was a group of bipedal hybrids whose upper bodies were nearly fishlike and lower halves resembled the humans. Having rarely had the chance to see the merfolk from up close, Ezra stared at the cre
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Attack on Bloodflame Castle
Aurelia locked her eyes on the Blood Crawler as it howled in the distance, its dirty white fangs glistening in the darkness.The Dark Maw had smothered the sky, swallowing the crescent moon and veiling the distant sun. Neither lanterns nor flashlights worked in this unnatural darkness, but Aurelia’s blindfolded spectral angel illuminated the surroundings with her dim radiance.Novara was the only source of light in this blinding darkness, but Aurelia knew her Spectral Companion would not be able to stay by her side forever. The angel’s aura was gradually dimming, and she could see her spectral form dissipating with each passing second.“Let’s make this quick, shall we?” Aurelia fired at the Blood Crawler as it rushed across the wooden bridge.Bang! Bang!The first bullet exploded in its face, stunning it momentarily, while the second one ripped a hole in its left arm, forcing it to shriek in pain and back away into the shadows.Aurelia sprinted toward the monster, hoping to find an op
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Count Gressil led the attack with the Imperial Paladins, and the swordsmen poured in behind them, spreading out to clear the buildings.Ignar, the once flourishing stronghold known for its excellent craftsmanship and values of loyalty, love, and justice had now been reduced to a dark fortress. Lorelai had killed off all armed defenders and captured the civilians. The old and the infirm had been the first to fall prey to her bloodlust, but she had spared the younglings, choosing to keep them as prisoners instead.As the swordsmen broke down the doors of the guild houses and workshops, they heard the desperate screams of the prisoners trapped within.Lorelai had filled the old buildings with Skeletal Warriors. They guarded the prisoners bound in blood vines and maintained a steady supply of blood by sacrificing one person each day to empower Lorelai’s spells.Each of these buildings had been converted into a Sacrificial Chamber complete with a Blood Pit and a Corrupted Boneyard. The h
Blood, Bullets and Magic
Blood Demons were among the most powerful spellcasters in the netherworld, and their mastery over blood curses placed them in the higher echelons of the demonic hierarchy.Aurelia knew it wasn’t going to be an easy fight, but she backed herself despite the odds being stacked against them.Zeratul unfurled his wings and whipped his reptilian tale. A sinister grin flashed on his face as he licked the blood dripping from his lips.“I have been starving for centuries. But I must thank my mistress for summoning me to your realm. Let the feast commence!”Twirling his claw-like fingers, Zeratul summoned a blood orb. It floated above his head and sprouted a dozen crimson tendrils that shot down like harpoons, impaling the archers who were manning the field cannons.Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond watched in horror as the tendrils throbbed spasmodically, draining the paralyzed archers who stood there like statues.Zeratul’s wings expanded, and his reptilian tail sprouted a new set of scales
The Siege of Ignar (3)
Lorelai’s incantation conjured a blood barrier around Ignar, enveloping the city in a protective dome and shielding it from gunfire.Sir Galahar and his men stopped firing their enchanted muskets as they noticed how the explosive blasts were absorbed by the crimson dome, negating all damage.“Well, at least we managed to take out the Guard Towers,” Sir Galahar sighed as he instructed his men to pull back. “What do we do now?” one of the Royal Gunners enquired. “It doesn’t look like we can breach that shield with our current firepower.”Sir Galahar scanned the city from above and replied, “You do not need to worry about that. All we need to do now is wait.”On the ground below, the Imperial Cavalry rode up the hill and were immediately confronted by a horde of ghouls. “There is no turning back now. Cut them down and secure the area!” Count Gressil yelled, charging ahead.The riders spurred their stallions and pounced upon the necrophages, their flaming blades and spiked hammers slici
The Siege of Ignar (2)
The Elementalists had destroyed the city’s outer defenses, clearing a path for the ground troops. However, Aurelia knew that Lorelai had plenty of other tricks up her sleeve.With the warships sailing from the east and the Royal Gunners flanking Ignar from the west, the stage was set for a three-pronged attack that would divert Lorelai’s troops and force her to focus on multiple fronts at once.“Paladins! Follow my lead!” Count Gressil shouted, spurring his horse up the plateau’s steep slope. The Imperial Paladins galloped behind him, armed with their enchanted War Hammers and Battle Axes. “The rest of you, on me!” Marquis Desmond commanded, setting his stallion into motion.The lightly armored Imperial Cavaliers followed his lead, racing up the plateau.A pack of hungry Drekavacs rushed down the plateau like rabid dogs and pounced on the advancing soldiers.“Die, vermin!” Count Gressil fired a Flame Burst round from his nock gun, blasting through a dozen Drekavacs and setting ten m
The Siege of Ignar
Aurelia’s arrival changed everything. The soldiers who were almost ready to give up and run back home now dusted their clothes and shook off their fears.Saving Magaravia from the clutches of the Abyssal Demon had exalted Aurelia in the people’s eyes, and now they looked up to her as a savior. Some even went so far as to compare her to the legendary heroes of lore and regard her as the most powerful woman in Valaria after Queen Guinevere.As the soldiers got back into marching formation, Aurelia put her fingers to her lips and whistled aloud.Immediately, the clopping of hooves in the distance caught everyone’s attention. The soldiers moved out of the way as a Silver-maned White Stallion speared through the crowd and raced to the frontline.Aurelia grabbed the reins of her favorite horse and jumped on its back in one swift motion.“Follow my lead!” she shouted, spurring the stallion forward.Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond followed close, guarding her flanks while the rest of the ca
The Crawling Death
An undead Bloodworm was the last thing they expected to face on their way to Ignar and the dark fog smothering the valley made things even more horrifying.Screams of terror filled the air as the Bloodworm emerged from another underground tunnel and gobbled an Imperial Cavalier along with his horse.The grotesque abomination was ten times the size of a fully grown adult python and its sucker-like mouth was filled with several rows of sharp, serrated teeth which specialized in biting through hardened armor and tearing the fleshy bits to pieces.As the flare shooting through the clouds fizzled out, the moonless night drowned the valley in darkness, leaving the men at the mercy of the tunneling predator.Count Gressil struggled to keep his stallion steady as it neighed and kicked the ground with its hooves. It could sense the Bloodworm moving under the soil and each throbbing convulsion drove the horse mad with panic.The rest of the horsemen fared even worse. The Imperial Paladins scatt
The festering darkness
Half the Imperial Cavalry was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and all Count Gressil and Marquis Desmond managed to do was watch helplessly as their men fell to another deadly blood curse.Lorelai had outwitted them once again, and there was no telling what other horrifying traps lay ahead.Marquis Desmond and Count Gressil were overcome with grief as they watched their dear friend die right in front of their eyes.“He was a B-rank Gunner,” Count Gressil spoke after a long spell of silence, his throat drying up with each word. “Yet…it seems we are completely powerless against their curses.”“We should have been more careful. It was my fault for allowing him to lead the charge all alone,” Marquis Desmond responded, his eyes still glued to the bloodstained patch of withered grass where his friend had breathed his last.“They even swallowed the bodies,” one of the paladins mumbled anxiously.The fear soon spread through their ranks, and the rest of the troops became increasingly agitated
Bloodbath on the battlefield
Corrupted Slashers stood at the top of the necrophagic hierarchy, and despite being similar to ghouls, they were driven by wild hunger and often could not differentiate between friends and foes.A single Slasher could slaughter an entire village, and only trained Gunners could handle a Slasher prowling among a pack of ghouls. However, these undead monstrosities were rarely found in the open and disliked hunting in groups.Strangely enough, Marquis Desmond could already count fifteen Slashers hiding in the shadows. It was a bizarre occurrence, one that posed a bigger threat than a horde of ghouls."There is too many of them," Marquis Sullivan whispered, furrowing his brow. "They must have been summoned by that necromancer to guard this valley.""Well, Lady Aurelia did say it wasn't going to be a walk in the park," Marquis Desmond responded.Count Gressil, being the most experienced Gunner, rode to the frontlines and prepared to engage the enemy head-on.“I can handle these bastards. Jus