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B6C6 - The Ruin and the Rise
B6C6 - The Ruin and the Rise
“Tyron, lad,” Worthy beamed as he enfolded his nephew in a bone-shaking bear hug.
At least, it would have been a bone-shaking hug to a normal mage, or even to a silver ranked warrior. To his uncle, Tyron felt as tough as a mountain. Clearly the boy had gone through some changes while he was gone.
“Uncle Worthy,” Tyron said, clapping his uncle on the back while the huge man pounded on his own. Finally he managed t...
2026-02-10 01:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostB6C5 - The Art of Design
As it turned out, Filetta was quite correct in her predictions. Tyron was extremely busy as they made the mountain crossing back to Granin, despite the fact he barely moved from his seat. He was either communing with his horde through the relay that followed along directly behind him, or scribbling away in his notebook, occasionally raising his hands to flick out gestures and mutter words of power to himself.
Despite the icy cold, the bone-shattering winds and treacherous mountai...
2026-02-05 01:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostB6C4 - Advances
Rested and as driven as ever, Tyron threw himself into his work, marching forward tirelessly as he worked on more and more relays. Soon enough he had torn through the supply of wagons they’d looted from the camp and he had to start making those as well. It was more efficient to have his minions cut down trees and make them from wood than to use thousands of bones on each one, so he was quite grateful a few of his wights had a modicum of carpentry knowledge. Without the appropri...
2026-02-03 02:35:27 +0000 UTC View PostB6C3 - Ruinous Power
Merigold hadn’t said much in the past few days. What was there to say? How was she to say it? And to whom? Honoured Stennis was many things, a platinum ranked warrior of the Empire, a personal servant of the Emperor and highly capable in any number of fields, but a conversationalist, he was not.
No matter how she tried, the vision of Tyron Steelarm, swords stuck in his guts and through his ribs, hanging from chains and nails driven through his hands, eyes alive with hate and ra...
2026-01-29 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostB6C2 - Platinum Magick
It was the power of the Dimensional Conduits that had allowed Tyron to best the Golden Legion from within the null-magick field, but even he didn’t properly understand them. As someone who had dedicated years of his life to the study and mastery of conduit magick, Tyron considered himself as possibly the foremost expert within the Western Province at the time of its destruction.
He had never heard of dimensional conduits.
No lecture from Master Willhem, no hidden text, no...
2026-01-27 01:42:57 +0000 UTC View PostB6C1 - Soul Fall
“Such a waste,” Tyron grumbled to himself, walking through the fallen camp. What remained of his horde surrounded him now, having emerged from the surrounding woods and out of the river’s depths where they had hidden after he was captured.
There was an impossible amount of work to be done, as always, and, as always, he would be relying on his undead to complete it. First of all, the dead needed to be gathered, stripped of their armour, sorted and organised by their roles and...
2026-01-22 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostB6 Prelude
Screams rang out all around him. Terrible, heart-wrenching shrieks of unimaginable pain and suffering. Through it all, Tyron stood, still restrained, physically nailed to the board holding him in place, and waited.
Tucked into the null-magick field the Golden Legion had generously provided, he was immune from the soul-rending effects of the spells he had inflicted on the camp. Through the open flaps of the tent, green and purple smoke billowed and flowed, a dense mist that carried with ...
2026-01-20 01:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 1744 - Escaping Responsibility Is… Kind of My Thing
The Church of the New Path, founded by the Priest Beyn, did not set out to be in direct opposition to its progenitor, but could not seem to avoid the conflict. Both faiths clashed frequently wherever they went, the old refusing to yield ground to the new.
It made the spread of the burgeoning Church that much more difficult. Not only did they have to overcome the resistance of the masses to their… unconventional beliefs, they had to also defeat the active interference of t...
2026-01-16 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 1743 - Prophetic
Alright, Beyn was annoying as heck when he was just a Priest. Then he started leading pilgrimages, which weren’t all that distinguishable from crusades, if we’re being honest. I wasn’t a fan of that, especially since they were done in my name, and last time I checked I was just a shiny, awesome ant-monster and not a god, but fine, whatever floats your boat.
Then he turned himself into a kind of ambassador guy, moving out in the world, helping with diplomacy and p...
2026-01-15 01:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 1742 - Making the Sale
Merchant sat, brushing imaginary dust off her finest coat, a black satin number woven with a fascinating and rare type of golden-silk. Only found in a small area in the first stratum, the moths who wove the cocoons were a type of monster carefully cultivated by the Toothoo nomads who claimed the region.
With just a hint of fire mana held within the threads, they seemed to glow all on their own, and the way they captured the light was just exquisite.
Naturally, she had pro...
2026-01-14 01:00:15 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 1741 - Return and Reflect
Logistics is… not my area, yet being organised seems to be something that the Colony is only getting better at. Tiny, Crinis, Invidia and I march back to the nest at the rear of the column, making sure nothing goes wrong, but absolutely nothing does. It’s almost disappointing how smooth it runs.
Despite how vigorous they were during the battle, the Churchchurch soldiers appear almost listless, drained of energy and willpower. Just to be safe, their officers were separated and strict...
2026-01-13 01:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostChapter 1740 - What Could’ve Been Done?
Well… this could’ve gone better. It was going well right up until that idiot Priest charged in. I was trying to wear down the troops so they wouldn’t be able to put up much of a fight, but the… let’s go with enthusiasm displayed means a heck of a lot more people than I hoped ended up getting hurt.
Is some of that to blame on me for unleashing a few Starcrushers? Maybe. In my defence, they forced me to… sort of. A giant sword of light appeared over ...
2026-01-12 01:04:36 +0000 UTC View Post