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Magic Stings

Alder Henshaw is a mercenary who makes a living unravelling magical mysteries. She has encountered a lot of problems during her profession as a mercenary; hired to retrieve a set of stolen charts for the Clan of shapeshifters, plunged into a battle between two gods hoping for rebirth and so on. But when her Guardian was killed, her quest for justice pulls her into power guzzle between sects of Minnesota's Magic Circles. Pressured by both sides to unravel the killer, Alder realizes she's way out of her league, but she wouldn't want it any other way.

Perpwritz · Fantasy
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42 Chs

Never and Impossible

Like the Order, they had domains throughout the country, but unlike the Order, they appeared concerned with accumulating wealth to fund their research into the "mysteries of life and death," as their brochures put it.

They had proficiency in a variety of both technological and magical fields; most showed a slant toward necromancy and necronavigation— the raising, studying, and caring for the dead.

The People had power in abundance. Dangerous as hell, they had raised necromancy to the level of art, demonstrating a high degree of professionalism in everything they did, which I admired. It didn't keep me from despising them.

The entrance to the Casino was open to the public. We tied our horses to the rails outside and walked in past the twin sentries wearing black cloaks over chainmail and brandishing scimitars.

The scimitars had a worn look about them, the kind that originates from repeated sharpening after being dulled on something hard.