Drak tried to quell the rising tide of blood that turned his vision red as he walked swiftly toward his opponent
Unpredictable, adaptable, versatile… Drak had been ready for all of these things from his opponent. The other man was taller than he was, with black hair hanging around his face, framing his bright emerald eyes. Although he was passable with a spear, he was not at the level that Drak had really taken the fight seriously.
But this… destroying his image in the s...
2017-11-09 05:54:37 +0000 UTC
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Randidly felt the images traveling through his body, even as Drak continued to advance. He hefted his spear and waited, his eyes sliding to a half closed state, to watch. The sun in his image burned brightly, but then there was a soft ticking, and time began to rush past.
Faster and faster, the years passed, shooting forward, millennia gone in the heartbeats that Drak used to move closer. At the core of the sun, which fueled the chain reaction from which it got its power, somethin...
2017-11-08 15:20:07 +0000 UTC
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With his timeline sped up by his opponent’s lack of charm, Randidly was forced to burn another 5% of his mana pool, smashing Drak with more attacks of Spearing Roots. It wasn’t that they weren’t effective, he was clearly feeling sore and tender in some spots from the hits. It was just that they were called Spearing Roots, not Hammering Roots, and Randidly left every trade feeling like he had spent too much for too little.
But, to be fair, that feeling might be mutual, after ...
2017-11-08 15:19:35 +0000 UTC
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Chapters will be out early tomorrow. Work switched me to late shift for the week. Ugh.
2017-11-08 05:40:16 +0000 UTC
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Randidly pressed his own Aether into the spear, banishing the murky Aether he gathered from Drak and reclaiming some of the frustration and rage that Randidly had sacrificed to suck it out of his opponent. Although it was just a small cut in the hand, it was enough for the strange rune to act on that small wound.
Drak blinked, and then slowly looked up to stare solemnly at Randidly. Then his eyes turned ugly.
“You…. are a Devourer. A Heretic.”
Randidly s...
2017-11-07 06:07:43 +0000 UTC
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Only two tonight.
Randidly opened his mouth for a retort, but thought better of it. His entire body was quivering, slightly, with the rebound from using the Phantom’s Embrace. The physical toll was higher than it had ever been in battles against Azriel, but Randidly had somehow expected it. That was simply who Drak Wyrd was.
But because of that, Randidly was forced to allow Drak Wyrd to take the initiative. This was both a necessity and strategic:...
2017-11-07 06:07:14 +0000 UTC
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Car battery died, had to lay around Philly for far longer than I wanted.
5 chapters behind. Tentative makeup schedule.
Monday: 3
Tuesday: 3
Wednesday: 2
Thursday: 3
Friday: 1
Saturday: 3
Sunday: 3
2017-11-06 06:07:11 +0000 UTC
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Just three for now, and I'll hopefully get another later. Now I need to drive 5 hours.
Plus these three are all an extra page long for chapters... I just wanted to fit it all in!
There was a pause, and the voice ignored Xierk as it continued. “You… feel regret? You… crave assistance for your people? I will do what I can, but it must be a trade. For my assistance… you must buy time for the man behind you in the bed. Stop the opponent in front of ...
2017-11-03 17:31:32 +0000 UTC
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I chose to divide it up the POV like this because of criticisms I usually receive about jumping around. So we follow the first half of Lucretia and Shal, then all of Randidly. Let me know what you think~
Everyone was silent as the head tumbled to the ground, and the decapitated body fell to the side, sagging in on itself. Claptrap began to tremble, his eyes wide, his front wet with blood. The monster above him seemed pleased, and gathered up scraps of the dispersing i...
2017-11-03 17:29:53 +0000 UTC
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Even with a wound in his side, the male spear attendant stood, perplexed, almost heedless of his own blood loss. Of course, his high physical defense stats were starting to slow it down, but he had lost a majority of his health in the single blow, and must be feeling it, Lucretia mused.
But in his stance, there was no weakness, only confusion.
“Misery…? Does our friendship really mean so little, Claptrap…?” The male spear attendant said, his eyes sorrowful. But this ...
2017-11-03 17:27:44 +0000 UTC
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None today, but that means 4 tomorrow! I have a trip this weekend, and had to do some prepwork.
2017-11-03 04:46:36 +0000 UTC
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Okay but now for real! All the pieces in place. Should be mostly action for several chapters.
Humming to herself, Lucretia strolled through the streets of Deardun opening, ignoring the celebrating people, drinking themselves into fits of jubilation and contests of strength. To her eyes, it was extremely distasteful, but she didn’t really judge the average person for their strange ways of coping with life.
Because honestly, Lucretia had made her brea...
2017-11-02 05:07:40 +0000 UTC
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On an unrelated note, I am aware I am behind on royalroad. I should have them caught up to where they should be tomorrow.
Randidly breathed slowly in, then out, feeling the flow of air through him.
He felt… sharp. There was no other way to describe it. He had been training until late last night, fighting time after time after Azriel. They had trained until both of them were ragged and out of breath, and then for the first time in several weeks, Randidly...
2017-11-02 05:06:36 +0000 UTC
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No chapter Tuesday, because the next month is gonna be rough.
The goal is 60 chapters or so. Godspeed me.
2017-11-01 04:40:39 +0000 UTC
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Intense. That was Drak Wyrd. Where others might have turned that fame and strength into arrogance, Drak pushed it down, filling his short brown hair, his mild eyes, his well-muscled stature with it. There was a density and permanence to him that others couldn’t rival. That was part of his strength, the very air crackling with his power.
Azriel admired that. But in the same way she admired a skilled fisherman who could feed a village: in an extremely detached way. She wouldn’t ...
2017-10-31 04:48:50 +0000 UTC
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Randidly opened up his path menu and looked at what he had gained through training.
First was Ash to Ash, which although costly, had increased by 12 Skill Levels. They had made a concerted effort to work on that while they could, and that had lowered the mana cost by a pittance, but it had also given Randidly a marginally larger amount of control and deftness with its use.
What the problem was for combat was how powerful the image already was, so the very air changed when it...
2017-10-31 04:48:06 +0000 UTC
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The power I received was great, and everyday I grew stronger, but it was not enough. The mountain that they had put in front of me… was high beyond belief. Although I knew the curse of the Eternal Witch, I could not dissuade myself.
She obtained for me an ancient, evil rune, that would let me give my soul to obtain power from defeated enemies. As long as I use it on the front liens, against them…
But first, I must deal with the Engraving Guild...
2017-10-31 04:47:29 +0000 UTC
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Frowning, Azriel considered the man in front of her. “Liam. Don’t you know not to disturb someone during their training?”
Liam’s smile was very tired. The man had acted as an intermediary between Azriel and Drak for several years now, and never failed to smile, although it seemed that something had shaken the edges of his confidence. “Now, now, I’ve given you up to the limit; the dinner is is 20 minutes. It’s time-”
“I’m very fast, perhaps you’ve seen?...
2017-10-31 04:46:56 +0000 UTC
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These should set everything up. All that's left is to let everything fall.
Randidly felt it then, years of experience, of implacable will, of dominating violence, of a deep, sad, knowing love, and a yearning. More than anything else, the spear was filled with yearning. It was wide and deep, and so thick that Randidly couldn’t make sense of it all.
There were flecks of memory, soft, warm moments with his sons, as Aemont slowly grew, as he returned to visit...
2017-10-31 04:46:17 +0000 UTC
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Whoops, this weekend got away from me.
I have a few chapters to release, but since I've been so remiss, I'll take the extra few hours and try and get this arc closed tomorrow.
Or at least to a spot I want xD.
But I have off work tomorrow, so expect these chapters I owe you!
2017-10-30 05:46:39 +0000 UTC
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I underestimated Halloween's effect on my productivity.
In other news, I will be giving up first dates and drinking in November, so my productivity should literally double, as I've had planned. Its hard to say if I'll have the chapters I owe out tomorrow, but I'll get them out in the day Saturday!
Thank you for your patience, and Happy Halloween!
2017-10-27 03:48:31 +0000 UTC
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Heaving a sigh, Randidly used living blood to manipulate it back into his body.
Azriel spared him a glance. “Take a break. I’m hungry.” Then she walked off, leaving him bleeding in the courtyard of her building. After several minutes of sitting on the ground, recovering, Randidly stood, and he left the building, wandering towards one of the bathhouses in Deardun. It had been three days of sparring, and Randidly was covered in blood and sweat.
After cleaning himse...
2017-10-25 05:21:46 +0000 UTC
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While whistling lightly, an old man stepped forward. The world around him blurred and shifted. He stepped, and again, the land beneath him shifted; where he was once on a forest path, he was now standing atop a mountain. The shift this time was more violent as well, the ground underneath him cracking as he finished the stepping motion, unable to bear the force of his step.
The whistling itself was tuneless, but wildlife nearby, and even monsters, felt a deep chill in their bones a...
2017-10-25 05:20:16 +0000 UTC
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Shal’s ‘mental’ body had been beaten time and time against by the shade of Aemont, who was absolutely brutal. Each lesson was long and slow, carving into Shal’s body the insufficiencies of his execution of the Style. Every flaw was exposed before the creator of the Spear Phantom Style, and Shal was again and again left mortally wounded, only to magically heal due to the strange circumstances of this place.
It was definitely a dreamscape, Shal knew, but it wasn’t like any...
2017-10-25 05:19:39 +0000 UTC
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Monday's 2 chapters will be moved to Tuesday. 3 release Tuesday, hopefully resolve this Shal business.
2017-10-24 04:24:26 +0000 UTC
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Heya gang,
I wrote two chapters last night, but ultimately didn't post them, because I wanted to rewrite them. This is the home stretch of Cohort 5, maybe only 10 chapters left, and I want to bring together a lot of plot lines. Apologies for the smaller amount of releases last week.
And here's my writing schedule!
Monday: 2
Tuesday: 1
Wednesday: 2
Thursday: 1
Friday: 0
Saturday: 3
Sunday: 3
So the goal is to be done with this plotline by Su...
2017-10-23 13:13:29 +0000 UTC
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Black Spear sneered at Azriel. “Hmph, get the fuck out of my way or die just the same. It makes no difference to me. Hehehe, in what sort of world would one of the Great Pillars listen to some uppity bitch from the trashy North? Do you know who you are fucking with?”
Azriel leveled her spear. “Oh no, you are right. Now that I’ve thought about the consequences… I’m feeling slightly overwhelmed.”
Randidly sighed and readied his own stance. He had long grow used t...
2017-10-22 14:10:35 +0000 UTC
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I'll put some up now so I don't need to hear more about the writing schedule. Expect more later.
Lucretia’s voice was warm like rotting milk, and it felt just as greasy and unwelcome as it dripped over his skin.
What was worse was that it set off a huge surge of emotions inside Randidly, causing the image of Phantom’s Embrace to waiver. Only earlier that day had Lucretia appeared, and Randidly had been too nervous to bargain much, and it had likely cost...
2017-10-22 14:10:04 +0000 UTC
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“When will you be leaving the city…?” Turn asked Ikaas, his face red, his grip on his glass of beer tight. Helen just sighed.
Being a chaperone was profoundly more fucking annoying that she would have expected. In her mind, her respect for her mother had risen a great deal; that she had the patience to sit through the absolute cart crashes that Helen’s dates were showed a sort of mental strength that defied imagination.
“Uh well…” Ikaas’s face was red too, bu...
2017-10-20 04:09:43 +0000 UTC
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Actually only two chapters tonight. I think this is a better cliff than the following chapter xD.
Divvet stopped Randidly as he was leaving the inn. “He’s still asleep… and he looks to be locked in some inner conflict. Two parts of his Battle Intent are fighting each other. It is… exceedingly strange.”
Randidly nodded, then moved to step past Divvet, but the older man put his hand on his shoulder.
“Where are you going?” His voice was s...
2017-10-20 04:09:09 +0000 UTC
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