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    Open As I Walked Out One Mid-Noniruth Morn

    A pipe, yes... he noted the woman, Hildi, and that short-stemmed wooden pipe packed with a rich smelling leaf. It suited her, suited the ambiance of this hillside caravanserai. Smoke from the camp and cookfires set out in little whorls woven with the stew's aroma, parallelled marvelously by the...
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    Dare A Fool of Me, a Coward True

    Winter sighed the Mother's snow over the free state of Crorefell. Icy cobbles lined the streets, padded well by boot and hoof traffic, leaving only a smattering of banks on the less traveled paths. An assortment of folk still traveled to spite the weather, the sort who might spit in the face of...
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    Open As I Walked Out One Mid-Noniruth Morn

    Dusk cracked a wicked eye over the Kalma foothills, yawning shadows over sparse woodland drawn barren under autumn's kiss. The sun, dubbed Ko in this corner of Khurun, peered over a small traveler's waystation, a caravanserai far from the imperial highways that promised safety for northward...
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    Caligin

    Caligin led a quiet life in the heartland of the Arshakan Empire. From humble origins, he worked to earn a scholarship at the Brahman Magisterium where he burned the candle of his youth. A decade of studies bought him the title of 'magister' and a position under an adjunct professor at the...
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