Cerdic McNiall was a regular English citizen living in Rawtenstall, Lancashire. One night he stayed late at work filing paperwork. Sighing as he filed the last paper of the second pile of documents he looked at the clock. “11 o’clock? I better get home and go to sleep. I don’t want to fall asleep in the break room again.” Continue reading
A large Erdaz roared in pain and collapsed onto the ground. The strange amalgamation of muscles gripped in their death throes. A giant boulder had landed on the creature’s neck, breaking it in twain. Dozens of soldiers rushed away from the impact zone. In death an Erdaz began to slowly release all of the life force it had absorbed so sometimes soldiers who had been wounded would have their wounds closed as the Erdaz died, but if you were caught under the falling Erdaz there was no saving you.
Kemp slowly approached Amir, smiling wearily. “Well, friend. That’s one more down.” His smile became a grimace, “the casualties were high this time. We lost several dozen veterans.” Continue reading
“Casting spells directly at the Erdaz is ineffective, but casting a spell to affect the environment around an Erdaz or to drop a large object on an Erdaz works perfectly. As such we will be learning non-direct combat spells.” The Sorcerer began, her hat in hand. “Now, somebody try to transmute my hat into a shard of metal. You there, the woman in the back. Haru, I believe. I know you just found how to harness the magic of Nevre, but you cannot harm me.” Continue reading
Haru awoke and pulled the softly glowing tracker out from under her shirt. She went outside to the morning sun and saw Dohner meditating on the dewy grass. She approached lightly. “Apparently somebody’s tracking me.”
“Tracking you? How is that possible?” Dohner asked, opening his eyes and looking at the glowing crystal embedded in the necklace.
“Somebody must’ve got my signal and sent out a rescue ship.” Haru pulled the orbital communicator from her pant’s pocket. “I’m going to make a call.”
Ahlev stuck his head out of the small hut he was assigned over the night and looked quizzically at Dohner who gave a short explanation.
Representative Mc Kazel landed his personal ship next to the crash on Nevre’s moon.
“Well,” Sagtov said surveying the wreck, “at least the bridge survived the crash. It also looks like the lander was able to launch.” He paused a moment, his greenish-blue tail flicking back and forth. His three black eyes didn’t show that he changed his focus to the computer screen in front of him as he began to link into the crashed ship’s computers. “Computer uplink is still running. No surprise considering we got the infoburst at warp speeds.” Continue reading
Representative Mc Kazhel stared at the viewer, taking in the information. He turned to an information bot standing next to him. “So, is this genuine?”
“ACCORDING TO THE ARCHIVES OF THE GUARDIANS OF HUMANITY THIS IS THE CORRECT LOCATION IN SPACE.”
Two templar in full plate entered the clearing, a dwarf priest and a halfling in soft leather following close behind. There was no sign of the four humans who had been there earlier.
“Priest, can you still learn of that?” The templar with black pauldrons asked the priest, pointing at a barely visible object in the sky.
“It’s too far away, but I’ll attempt it if you wish.” The priest pointed at the object and began to murmur something. Continue reading