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Headed by a Snake

I woke up in this world with a System and a sword. Without hesitation, I chose to complete the princess’ quest with my weapons: Arrogance. Cunning. Pride. I will lead guild Sol Invictus. Denizens of the 7 hells, respect me. Servants of the 11 heavens, know fear. Guild Invictus, know the suffering of training so you can wrest victory from the jaws of those who dare doubt you. This is a story about a snake named Tycondrius waking up in a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. There is action, violence, unapologetic murder, and arrogant displays of power. There is an emphasis on combat growth as well as psychological growth on more than a few members of Guild Invictus. There is camaraderie and also the inevitable comedic dialogue amongst manly men. There are even elements of romance and Tycon running away from terrifying, powerful women. (Did you know most female snakes eat their partners after mating?) Give this book a read. I hope some of these stories can inspire you to fight your battles with analytical intelligence, heroic courage, and ruthless lethality. Work is completed as of 9May2024. There's also a few side-stories written in Chapter 1151! The Author is working on a new story called 'I Wish You Were Never Reborn.' After four or so years of writing, my skills have much improved. Highly recommend. Here is my discord: https://discord.gg/NNbAj7N Constructive criticism and corrections welcome. Other Authors extra-welcome. You can find a list of characters at https://snek.fandom.com/wiki/Character_List Cover image credit: Johnabrash at Fiverr

CouchSurfingDragon · Fantasy
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Improvisation

Tycondrius was invited to the strategy meeting. 

As for why, he would have liked to believe it was because he had introduced himself as a Tactician. It was a rare class and apparently, was the only one in the Brazen Guard collective. Further, he had provided solid strategy in the first meeting. Tacticians were most valuable during the planning phases prior to large-scale engagements. 

More realistically... he was invited because Bannok and Aria favored him. 

He arrived to the command tent earlier than most everyone else, not wishing to suffer the company of Tancred's Stormbrands. A purple-haired elf sat silently in the corner. A minuscule twitch of his pointed ear was the only sign that Tycon was noticed. 

⟬ Felinus, Gold-Rank Elven Hunter. Guild Brazen Guard. ⟭ 

As light as Tycon's steps were, he had no doubt that Felinus sensed him. That the elf had no particular reaction meant they were not overly offended by his presence.