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• The Banishing of the World Eater

  by Mortiferous May 30, 2017
  The black wings unfurled like a storm cloud in the skies, Whilst the air was filled with great anguished cries; His dark maw breathed death over his rebellious foes And their Voices, once mighty, were forever froze!   Then from out of the blizzard rose the One-Eye, His arm's might unmatch...
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• Tales of a Seeker - Chapter V: The Hunt

  by Mortiferous November 21, 2016
  As the mighty horned beast burst forth from the roaring flames Yamurn stepped back, many of the Forsworn were on their knees, some murmuring quietly under their breath in some kind of prayer to the Father of Manbeasts. Cinders were raining from the sky, painting the air with tiny flecks of dying fla...

• Tales of a Seeker - Chapter IV: Pursuit

  by Mortiferous November 16, 2016
  Yamurn awoke that morning to the yipping sound of the foxes, like crying children, it was a sound he both revelled in and despised the sound of. It was the 5th of Mid Year, five days had passed since his audience with Mora, five days that he had been either memorising his spells or out in the nearby...
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• Tales of a Seeker - Chapter III: An Audience

  by Mortiferous June 26, 2016
  The Lurker roared as it stomped towards Yamurn, it's dead eyes glaring with an unnatural hate. Yamurn hammered his staff onto the ground and unleashed a mighty roaring blizzard around him, the ground shaking and the acidic waters nearby freezing over as the frozen onslaught decimated the battlefield...
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• Tales of a Seeker - Chapter II: The Waters of Apocrypha

  by Mortiferous June 17, 2016
  Yamurn looked down from the sickly green sky and looked at his surroundings, a pathway ahead of him, only deep, dark green water beside and behind him. He shuddered as he saw the vast oceans of green water stretching as far as the eye could see all around him, he had read of the acidic waters of Apo...
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• Tales of a Seeker - Chapter I: Discovery

  by Mortiferous June 10, 2016
  "I did it!" he cried triumphantly "I DID IT!" he repeated, his voice bouncing off the stone walls of the cave. After a handful of years of searching, a Black Book was in Yamurns possession. Oh, how Yamurns kin had belittled him when he began to pursue knowledge and magic, little did they know that h...
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• Resonance

  by Mortiferous May 2, 2016
  Breath and focus, the words bounce around in your mind, meaningless, but there. Dormant energy lies in these words as their potential flows through you. Take unto your very being the meaning of these words, the earth and sky speak as the Warrior Widow breathes life upon the words. As this new meanin...
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• The Merethic Tale, Chapter 4 - Masked Madness

  by Mortiferous February 11, 2016
  The masked man stepped forward into Ragnvald "Mernar, nii los tiid." he said, with a deep commanding voice, Mernar looked down, as if in fear of him. A ruler scared of a visitor in his own home? Bjorn's expression hardened as he watched, the masked man walked further in, his staff thumping against ...
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• The Merethic Tale, Chapter 3 - Ragnvald

  by Mortiferous February 8, 2016
  Bjorn looked down at the stream before him. He sometimes got urges to follow rivers until they connected with the sea, just to see where he would end up at his journey's end rivers are like life Bjorn thought to himself many different branches, twists and turns and bends... And they all end up in t...
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• The Merethic Tale, Chapter 2 - Venstrunriik's Zul and Alalf's Stand

  by Mortiferous February 7, 2016
  Just as Bjorn's words left his mouth, Venstrunriik let loose a mighty burst of flames from his maw, engulfing the cave, Alalf shouted then, revealing the power of his Thu'um "DOV YOL SPAAN", his voice echoed around the cave, shielding the men within the cave from the blast of fire. Bjorn watched in...
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• The Merethic Tale, Chapter 1 - It Begins

  by Mortiferous February 4, 2016
  The lazy tendrils of sleep slowly released Bjorn from their warm, fuzzy grasp, he groaned as he gained consciousness, his emerald green eyes staring at the wooden ceiling of his quarters. Bjorn slowly sat up, yawning and scratching his charcoal black beard softly as he pulled himself out of his bed...
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