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The Fellowship of the Thing - Just the Plot (Retired)

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Daolan walked to the edge of the camp and looked at the beautiful sunrise. The woman he loved, Herate, had gone missing from Wyrn's castle after a mission he had come up with. One of their spies insid

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3 hours ago, Condensation said:

"And you're telling me this because..."

Psyder smiled.

"Tell me, Daolan," he said. "What price would you pay for power?"

3 hours ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Just outta curiosity, xino, your author-narrator-fourthwall-withergeist thingy is a thing you came up with, right?

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I mean, I didn't come up with it from nothing. My modus operandi is to take bits and pieces from other people that I find interesting and expand on them. 

But I didn't copy it wholesale from somewhere else, if that's what you're asking. :P The majority of it is, indeed, straight from the noggin of yours truly. Why do you ask?

 

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1 hour ago, xinoehp512 said:

I mean, I didn't come up with it from nothing. My modus operandi is to take bits and pieces from other people that I find interesting and expand on them. 

But I didn't copy it wholesale from somewhere else, if that's what you're asking. :P The majority of it is, indeed, straight from the noggin of yours truly. Why do you ask?

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Just wondering for the continuity of the Macrosmos. I'm pretty sure you're nowhere near arrogant enough to claim that this history was the "official cannon history of the Macrosmos" or something, but I just wanted to clarify.

 

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3 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Just wondering for the continuity of the Macrosmos. I'm pretty sure you're nowhere near arrogant enough to claim that this history was the "official cannon history of the Macrosmos" or something, but I just wanted to clarify.

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What difference would it have made if it hadn't been my idea? ugUsb1t.png

 

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15 hours ago, xinoehp512 said:

Psyder smiled.

"Tell me, Daolan," he said. "What price would you pay for power?"

 

"What power would that be? The power to rule? I have that already. The power to save my friends? That I would pay much for."

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On Ager, a story, oft repeated, played out again. Few had managed to escape, as powerful as they were; Tawny was too experienced. Few knew of their struggles.

Vicci darted out of the building, then down the street. She ran past a shop filled with, unoccupied at the moment. She nearly reached the main thoroughfare, then smacked into a field. Huddling up against the wall, she collapsed into herself, beginning to cry. Out of the well-worn building stepped a severe woman. “Why do they always try to escape?” she said to herself. With a field, she scooped up Vicci, stepping through a ripple in the air.

From the violet-walled shop came the sound of a slamming door. “Tawny,” said Artifex firmly.

“Artifex. Are you going to try to interfere again?”

“Not when it’s already too late. You’re too powerful for me to do much.” He grimaces, hating himself for doing nothing, although inside, he knows there’s not much he could do. Although I’ll still be here, watching her.

“Except that once. You managed once.” She pauses, then continues. “You’ll be glad to know I’ve nearly found her. Tara.”

Oh, child. If only you had been able to truly escape. “She’s got some spirit, although you already know that.”

Tawny subconsciously rubs her palm. “No one’s been able to withstand me yet.”

An abuse of power, he thought. If only someone were able and willing to deseat her.

Tawny strode imperiously into her building, having decided she was done talking, dragging Vicci behind her.

Artifex stood in the road for a moment, remembering. He reached into his pocket, fingering the softly glowing sphere. Tara hadn’t noticed, during all that time talking to him, the gentle replacement that he had performed, replacing small amounts of her energy with his, forming hers into a ball. I could warn her, should warn her. Will she be mad? Will she be callous? Callused from her experiences? Experienced enough to overcome? He decided, gripped the marble, then turned. Inside.


He carefully closed the door behind him. He’d learned from the first few times of knocking paintings off the wall. The room was dim, and the sphere stood out. “I’ve only done this a few times,” he mumbled to himself, then sat. Faint veins of power swirled inside the marble, gripped between his thumb and first two fingers. He closed his eyes and focused on the sphere, from which threads extended, one towards him, and one, long, thin, but strong, thread. Tara’s thread. He touched it cautiously, then waited a moment. Movement. Who goes there? A woman’s voice, slightly familiar. Artifex. Is it her? Moments passed, each dragging on. How do I know? Something only I would know. Your favorite painting. It was one of mine, with red canyons and green trees. It’s T-...-ara. Oh, child. T it is, then. Tawny has nearly found you, at least that’s what she told me. Tawny?   Is she near? Are you safe? How did you find me? The question I didn’t want to answer. I … made a trade. He slumped. You know all those hours you spent at my shop. I occasionally traded some of my energy for yours.   I’m sorry. What?! WHAT?! … I see. You seem to have fulfilled your goal. Goodbye. I know how to find you. What have I done? Perhaps time will help? He began pacing the floor.

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On 10/19/2020 at 6:28 PM, xinoehp512 said:

"One owned by a certain goddess of the name Rishmaveta," said Melanie. "She holds captive one of our own."

After arriving back at the base, the Curse of Death member realized that he hadn't asked which exact universe they were to target. He sent the people he'd met with a message: We need to know exactly where to strike. We cannot fulfill our end of the bargain if we don't know exactly which universe to attack.

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After arriving back at the base, the Curse of Death member realized that he hadn't asked which exact universe they were to target. He sent the people he'd met with a message: We need to know exactly where to strike. We cannot fulfill our end of the bargain if we don't know exactly which universe to attack.

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They're going to meet up in three days, right? That would be a good time to talk about it. 

 

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32 minutes ago, xinoehp512 said:
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They're going to meet up in three days, right? That would be a good time to talk about it. 

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Oh, yeah. I thought that was supposed to be after they attacked.

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