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Anecdote LIV. Never Leave a Man Behind

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September 3rd, 2015 Lask landed on Falient’s ship, near the helm where the captain waited. “Time to go,” Lask said, voice grim. He had been observing the chaos from the watch tower. “The place is nearly overrun.” Falient gave an affirmative, and Lask went to where Quinn was helping Wyatt and Ivan double-check the supplies. Ivan was loading the machine with canisters of medicine and magic. It was no easy feat to keep a spirit alive after the vessel’s death, so Lask had called in an expert, one who had survived himself. “Ready?” asked Lask. Ivan nodded. “Everything’s here.” Falient more »

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Anecdote LIII. Fall of the Unknown Soldier

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Lask watches people. It’s what he does. His life’s greatest work is the watchtower, and he spends long hours moving its lenses to observe both his friends and his enemies. His ability to peer through time and space is what has no doubt kept him and his family alive, and allowed him the necessary edge to win when it counts. While a few individuals have been trained to operate the tower for recon and safety, no one knows how to use it like Lask, and no one knows exactly what Lask sees. Regardless, it was obvious he watched Barrett. Perhaps more »

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Anecdote LII. The First New Flight into Morning

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July 24th, 2015 Lask awoke to find himself beside Falient. Raising his head, he saw Wyatt curled around him, an arm thrown across Falient, hand just brushing Lask’s right wing. Lask smiled at the sight of them snuggled up beside him. His eyes glanced up to the nightstand, finding the vase of flowers. He gave a fond smile at them, and at the piece of pie next to the vase. Perhaps it would be breakfast in a little while. He turned his head, glancing over his shoulder to see the brilliant wingspan that covered him and draped off the bed. more »

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Anecdote LI. The Things That Were Lost

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July 21st, 2015 • Avigdell Lask’s wings waited in the healing solution. It had taken weeks for them to regenerate in the sarcophagus Garth had constructed, but now they were full and vibrant, floating in the glowing water in the corner of the infirmary.  In the center of the room was a table, where preparations were happening. Lask lay on the table, and Falient was trying to make him as comfortable as possible. Elanor had taken the day off work and laid down in the dark at home, so as to clearly project herself to perch on a stool by more »

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Anecdote L. The Poison Tree

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June 26th, 2015 Though Zestir had fallen, there was no easy way to his poison tree. Falient led Lask to the edge of the crater in silence. The hunter moved with his natural stealth, needing no magic to move undetected, but Lask was wrapped in the crimson cloak Phena had given him, which shielded him from Dark eyes. He had taken the extra precaution of painting himself with the ashes of some of his previous enemies, the ash helping to mask his Light, but Falient doubted even those measures would be enough. A Luminor Rose like Lask could not help more »