Preston
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The MeetingA Chapter by PrestonEternal dangers of the void have come rapping once again against a Window of the World. Only the brave can throw themselves through. Sometimes they .. |
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The DigA Chapter by PrestonThe dusty clothing allowed Atuma to enter the empty common room of the Saloon with anonymity. The drunkards passed out at the tables had paid the ni.. |
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The JourneyA Chapter by PrestonThe leather-dressed man was still working the counter in the lobby when Atuma came down the stairs. “Call me a cart for the station,” he.. |
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The AudienceA Chapter by PrestonFor half an hour they sat in silence, mostly because when Pedral would start to say something the Warung would draw his shockstick and threaten him... |
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The GateA Chapter by PrestonThe pipe was not Cremeultan, but it got the job done. The leaves were the same as what he enjoyed at the Garden Saloon. Atuma even tried making ring.. |
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The EmbargoA Chapter by PrestonThe six horses he brought with him on tonight’s journey were the Mendran breeder’s best. Or so she said. The thought of burning her stab.. |
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The MutinyA Chapter by PrestonImperium Brandon Nlanck held a solemn face as he dragged the last body to the cart. It was the young one, Neevus. The one Alran led to a merciless s.. |
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The InquisitionA Chapter by PrestonLight was pounding in the room from the cracks in the shudders. It played off the dust in yellowed amber rays that gave the whole room a sense of de.. |
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The CouncilA Chapter by PrestonThe burly ox of a man was sitting on the bench, outside the mess staring up the street. A cool traipse of wind coming off the Plains of the Cress ha.. |
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The CasualtyA Chapter by PrestonJaakir Hbetruh had a shriveled look upon her face when Trask arrived at the tunneling course. Trask had an idea. He would be cursing Warung Harksgar.. |
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