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Gaerem's Story

It all started with death. Three deaths, actually. The bastards forced me to me watch my wife and my daughter breathe their last breath right in front of me. Then they took the knife to me.

I was not the last one to die that day.

What those bastards didn’t know was that I’d still come after them 

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Journal of Magical Theory and Experimentation

 It cast no shadow, of that I am sure. Pitch black. Not translucent, but I could see into it… kind of. It was roiling with some sort of inner turbulence – like watching a thundercloud develop overhead in the spring storms of Venhiel. However, that turbulence was not contained within the creature, boiling within a confines, it was more like watching the shades of varying darkness become drawn towards the blackest of singularities at the creature’s core. 

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Velius' Journal

 I was wrong. We were wrong.

The first words ever penned by a God on this plane, and they fly in the face of every theology known: past, present, future.

However, those words are the truth. 

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The Story of HOME

 Was it the Mages and their Schools who first figured how to manipulate the threads of Fate to take certain men out of its weave – to make them able to strike true against those who cannot be struck? Was it those of Faith who did not choose to side with the Divines who shared untold secrets as to how to cut down those they worshipped?

Does it really matter? 

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The War At The Mountain
The Making of a General

 This is something I was not ready for: the Gods are telling a man to move and use them as Chess pieces – a pawn, a rook, a knight, or a queen... Trius, apparently, read my exacerbation. He motioned me over to one of the storerooms that had apparently turned into my War Room for the inevitable fight. The never ending twinkle in his eyes and his disarming grin barely affected my frustration.

He motioned me to one of the chairs and would not sit down until after I did. Do these Gods realize the paradox I am now living?

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The Last Song of Honor and Glory

 “The Gods stood atop the hill, the Faithful at their side.
Hope had been lost the prior eve,
And Courage the night before.
As the Nations advanced upon them, Honor sung Glory’s Song.” 

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Fire in the Wild

 My task proceeds smoothly, each of the various supply sites should be fully outfitted by the end of the month. However, I have cross referenced some studies from our library – these supplies should modestly support a force of almost two hundred thousand strong.

What darkness does the future bring? As much as I need to ask the question, I fear that I do not want to know the answer. 

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