Mato smiled quietly to himself at how quickly Ali immersed herself, already lost to the world, even in the depths of the Blind Lich’s domain, merely for the joy of studying some strange runes. He was no sage of mental healing, a battle healer at best, and so he’d been worried sick about something that could shake Ali so deeply. ...
2025-11-22 15:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostThe illusion shimmered as he stepped through it, and Calen found himself on the other side in a hallway, much like every other in the dungeon, with dark stone walls and floor and painted murals along the sides. But that’s where any similarities ended.
Of the ubiquitous crimson carpets, there was no sign, and instead, the ha...
2025-11-21 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostAli watched as Mato burned, disappointed that the nectar had not made them all immune to the Parasitic Nightmares.
It even says ‘Immune to nightmares’, she thought grumpily. What good is that if the first monster called ‘nightmare’ doesn’t count?
However, she really couldn’t complain. Th...
2025-11-20 15:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostMato charged the Well of Eternity with a furious roar, his mind struggling to comprehend the grotesque mass of flesh and snarling mouths that lashed out at him from directions that couldn’t even be named, let alone seen. His claws raked through a Parasitic Nightmare, trailing sharp, jagged ribbons of void that severed a tentacle t...
2025-11-19 15:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostThe monster could not be. It simply defied reason. It took reality by the throat and impaled it on the fact of its own existence, leaving it broken and whimpering in the corner.
Ali’s Sage of Learning punched her in the stomach with the force of an avalanche behind it. Her mind twisted, sprained by the impossible contrad...
2025-11-18 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostThe dim candle of red life energy burning within Mato was nothing compared to the raging inferno that had been his life force before he had entered the hall. Malika stepped forward, teleporting herself straight through the heavy stone of the walls, arriving right beside her nearly dead, frozen friend, currently being roasted by th...
2025-11-17 15:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostAli stopped prodding Malika with her finger when her friend turned and met her querying gaze with a dazed stare.
“Uh,” Malika said.
Ali waited, but she said nothing more. Is she ok? The ring looked like it might be cursed, what with how ominous it appeared. She prodded Malika again.
“Ali… can y...
2025-11-16 15:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: 2 of 2 (chapter and status sheet)
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Name: Haverron
Race: Undead
Titles: The Devastator
Active Buffs: Death Knight's Ascendance, Raid, Respawn
Class: Death Knight – level 215
- Mortal Cleave – level 140
Stamina: Melee attack for weapon damage +3673% [skill...
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Ice, it seemed, was very difficult to dispose of. At least in the sheer quantities that Haverron had conjured during the fight, powered as he was by an unbelievably obscene amount of domain mana. Fireballs just blew it around, so she had her Hellfire Imps simply standi...
2025-11-15 15:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostOnce again, Malika let her eyes search out each of her friends, one by one. A nervous gesture, she knew; an attempt to reassure herself that they were ok. Her eyes lingered longer on Ali as she worked to clean up the mess – they had almost lost her during the first attempt, and during the second run, Malika had made the mistake ...
2025-11-14 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostAli’s heart was still pounding from her desperately close call with Haverron’s Devastation Rush impaling attack. Without her treant boss and Mato’s incredible damage control skill, she would undoubtedly be dead right now, with a high likelihood of her corpse being raised as a horrifying, walking undead abomination to be wi...
2025-11-13 15:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostByron sat staring despondently at his map, hoping against hope that the moving shapes depicting the rout being inflicted upon his forces outside the barriers would somehow shift and magically rally. Futile wishes. Unfortunately, anyone with a shred of rationality knew it was impossible. He twisted his l...
2025-11-12 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post“Hey, guys, do you mind waiting for a few minutes?” Ali said, already mentally directing the tiny golden dragonets flying around her domain. “I need to go shopping really quick.”
“Are you serious? You know we’re in the middle of a fight right now?” Malika said, glaring at her with a comical mix of exasperatio...
2025-11-11 15:00:12 +0000 UTC View PostAli stared aghast as the gigantic runic greatsword tore Malika’s body in two. Crimson blood sprayed into the air, falling to the ground with the clatter of frozen red hail.
Way too much blood.
“Malika!” she screamed, her voice tearing at her throat with its rawness.
Ice mana bit into the broken remains of...
2025-11-10 15:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostMalika stepped out onto the plaza, taking care to avoid some of the larger, shimmering formations inscribed into the black stone, keeping her eyes fixed on the huge Death Knight up ahead and the ominously glowing runed sword grasped in his mithril gauntlets. Two enormous skeletal frost dragons wheeled about high overhead.
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2025-11-09 15:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostNo wonder that thing was so ridiculous, Calen thought, staring in awe at the skill list Ali had just shared for the Grim Spark boss that had given them so much trouble.
It’s a Sleeper!
Lyeneru had warned him about the so-called ‘sleeper’ monsters. So had Nendir. Sleepers were one of the many ways...
2025-11-08 15:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostLem, Ist, Io
Carve runes upon your head
Spin thrice around
Rise now, you’re undead!
- Delirious murmurings of a deranged Sage shortly before death, discovered on a scrap of parchment in the Crypt of Kings.
Ali looked up at Malika with more than a little surprise. Her friend tended to be ov...
2025-11-07 15:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: 2 of 2 (chapter + status sheet)
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Name: Mato Bahr
Race: Beastkin
Titles: Rift Warden, [Savior of Aman Rak], Incorruptible
Active Buffs: Tree Form, Natural Prowess, Well-fed, Lirasian Sage (42)
Class: Elemental Shapeshifter – level 153
- A...
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Mato remained in his tree form, listening to the others moving around beneath his branches, feeling the sensation of his Consecration flickering and pulsing over the roots and brambles he had grown. He ignored the prickle of lightning from the coiling vines around his trunk, ...
2025-11-06 15:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostCalen stood, invisible, upon the roof of the building overlooking the battle, wings dismissed to free up his stamina for Power Shot, and drew Cinderstrike’s bowstring all the way to his cheek. He channeled stamina into his bow, empowering his attack for a full three seconds before unleashing the enchanted mithril arrow loaded wit...
2025-11-05 15:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostTime for a new plan.
“Calen, is there any bare earth nearby? A park or something?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said. “You want to use Mato?”
“Yes,” she said. They had been naturally following many of their standard strategies to deal with the Bone Fetish. It wasn’t that their strategies were...
2025-11-04 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View PostAli took a deep breath and puffed air into her cheeks, surveying the remnants of her forces in dismay. Grim Spark was hunting them. That much had become abundantly clear over the last hour as they tried again and again to lose him within the ruins. Just when they thought they had finally outrun the dangerous skeletal fetish, it ...
2025-11-03 15:00:14 +0000 UTC View PostMalika teleported behind the Death Knight, avoiding the powerful descending strike of the greatsword blazing with the blue radiance of its ice mana, and she unleashed her punches, refreshing her Soul Mark and stacking up more Soul Burn that flickered softly within the undead monster, relentlessly consuming its mana.
These pa...
2025-11-02 15:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostAli had never quite gotten comfortable seeing through the Eye of Agnor’s ten different demonic eyes, Still, she had to admit it saw a whole heck of a lot better than anything she had ever experienced, save perhaps the True Sight of the Malevolent Oaks, and even that had a limited range. She could see the Death Knights clearly ...
2025-11-01 14:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostMalika waited for Mato’s transformation, watching the bear step out into the center of the shimmering rune circle and vanish. She didn’t even let the swirling vortices of mana subside before she followed. As her feet reached the center of the circle, the long-range teleportation magic took hold of her, yanking her body immedia...
2025-10-31 14:00:09 +0000 UTC View PostAli sighed deeply and rolled her shoulders, earning several loud cracks and popping noises as a reward. Splitting her attention between her work and monitoring the progress of Calen and her Shadow Dragon was a trivial matter for someone who’d attained the rarified heights of over sixteen hundred intelligence; however, it was w...
2025-10-30 14:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostA/N: 2 of 2 (chapter + stat sheet)
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Name: Aliandra Amariel
Race: Fae
Titles: [Ancient], Rift Warden, Savior of Aman Rak, Dungeon Ally, Defiance of the Meek
Active Buffs: Empowered Summoner, Well-fed
Class: Dungeon of Knowledge – level 162
- Arcane Insight – level 97 (+4)
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Ali popped out into the sunlight as she appeared in the middle of the new Artisan’s Row, bringing a couple of her minions to escort her. A rogue, hiding in the shadows, Joraa, Kir’vella, and a small green frog that sat inconspicuously upon her shoulder, surveying ...
2025-10-29 14:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostCalen landed. Quietly.
Haverron was far bigger up close than he had imagined. If he had been insane enough to walk up to the ominous Death Knight, his head wouldn’t even have come up to the height of his rune-encrusted greatsword’s hilt.
Calen dismissed his wings, just on the general principle that Eclipse would be ...
2025-10-28 14:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostMaintaining a slow, steady trickle of stamina and mana to power his concealment skills, Calen carefully crept down the widening passage that seemed roughly hewn from the ancient ice and rock by ancient miners of towering stature. There was more than enough room to accommodate the tall Death Knight he was tracking, let alone himself...
2025-10-27 14:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post