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Throne of Blood and Ash

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

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Blood Haven: Orientation

"We will begin with Primaries." An aged voice uttered, catching Vessi and me at the entrance of this enormous gate. 

"I'll handle you guys' forms. Just head in. " The little gnome hurriedly said, short of breath, as she continued on her way past the crowds of people gathered around a midsize platform and away from sight. 

And I stared at the towering castle just past the platform. It was massive, standing well over fifteen stories tall. It was aged as it was ancient, carrying a subtle aura I couldn't quite place. 

It honestly felt like I was standing within a storybook fairy tale. 

"If I let you down will you try to commit suicide?" Vessi asked me, and my eyes glowed, almost twinkling at the thought of free falling. " Never mind… Your expression tells me everything. I swear you take after Mother in many ways." 

I giggled. " Vessi is—"