The Fireside Tales: Hunt
Hunt - Epilogue
May 18th 2018
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30 Arodus, 4692 AR; Defender’s Heart, Kenabres
Defender’s Heart was a cramped place even before the fight of the Grey Garrison. Now, however, with both the remaining Crusader force and the mongrelmen trying to all fit in the place, there is barely any moving room. And that does not shine true anywhere more than in the tavern portion of the inn, where dozens upon dozens of men and women all crowd together around the tavern tables. They are all either playing Argus or observing those who do, letting out loud cheers for impressive moves or playful jeers at the losers. It was as if the men and women were all one big family having a family night.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-Six
May 4th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 3rd Floor, Kenabres
Shayliss awoke.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-Five
Apr 20th 2018
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The first thing that came back to Shayliss was the sensation of rolling back and forth. It was something she had never felt before. Her body was standing still, her feet planted onto some kind of surface. Yet, some kind of force was pushing against her, as if someone was telling her to move to the left. That force then shifted as if someone on her left was telling her to move to the right. Shayliss had a hard time placing what was happening, but then something Valtyra told her resonated in her mind.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-Four
Apr 6th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 3rd Floor, Kenabres
Suddenly, Strune let out a cry of pain, black energy suffusing her entire being, and veered off course. Her body slammed hard into the ground, the stone cracking with the impact. She slid at an angle away from the Wardstone, leaving a trail behind her in the floor, and finally slowed to a stop about twenty feet away. The Rod of Cancellation bounced multiple times, eventually spinning to a stop near Jeslyn’s feet. The half-elf-demon lowered her outstretched hand, and bent down toward the Rod.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-Three
Mar 30th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 3rd Floor, Kenabres
Shayliss pushed open the large stone double doors at the top of the stairs. The sheer weight was almost too much for her body but she managed to do it without help from the others who were ready for any sudden attack.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-Two
Mar 16th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres
After an hour of rest, the group continued their assault on the Grey Garrison. Despite being prepared for more opposition, when they reached the stairs up to the second floor there was nothing ready to do battle.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty-One
Mar 9th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres
The garrison had become eerily quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the various booms and cries from outside the garrison, the building’s great stone walls blocking most of them out. This time, though, Shayliss found it comforting. After half an hour of fighting with little rest, she was ready to crash.
Hunt - Chapter Thirty
Mar 2nd 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres
The tiefling was fast. Before Snaga and Mordria had made it halfway across the room, he had downed two of his vials and was preparing a third to throw. When he drank his potions, his body started to change. His body seemed to shrink in on itself, showing the lean muscle underneath and making him seem lighter. Then after the second potion, his body started to blur, as if he was rapidly moving back and forth within a span of an inch.
Hunt - Chapter Twenty-Nine
Feb 23rd 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres
“Damnit. Snaga, hold that door!â€
Hunt - Chapter Twenty-Eight
Feb 16th 2018
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27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres
With a loud boom, the doors of the Grey Garrison closed. And the place was silent. Not even the sounds of war outside could be heard. Shayliss had expected the demons to be pouring in through the woodworks to try and get at them. But after waiting a full minute in tense anticipation, nothing happened. It made her nervous, like a mouse who knows it had just walked into the cat’s den but could not find the cat.