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The War of the Primals

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

Alb22 · War
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The Beginning of Hostilities

After reassuring Lyara once again that she needn't worry about the loss of the teleportation artifact, Adall left the room, asking her to stay inside until his return.

His destination this time was obviously the now 15 assassins who were closely watching his every move from outside the inn. Indeed, while Lyara slept and Adall kept watch over her in the room, Aric and Draven's group, along with some new faces, had joined the six assassins already surveilling the young Windsor and the wolf-woman.

Adall descended the stairs connecting his room to the reception hall of the inn as quickly as possible, making sure not to give away his true objective to those currently watching him. The last thing he wanted was for his enemies to scatter throughout Hector City.