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Arthur Corilon stands watching the magical map in the palace war room. Staring intently as the red markers indicating the attacking force meet the blue markers of the knights. Almost instantly the blue markers turn to black, indicating death, then shockingly turn to red.
Arthur turns from the map in distress and notices Master Elowan standing quietly in a shadowed corner. Walking toward the Arche Magi with questioning eyes the young emperor speaks, “Why? Why do the markers change to red?”
Looking into his emperors tearing eyes, Torrin si
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It had taken Walther, Jandar, and their men three days hard riding to reach the northern most section of border, where both Soma and the Anvil met the Hammer mountain range. Walther sits straight backed in his saddle surveying the landscape. “We will set camp here, any further and we will be in the mountains.” Turning his horse to face his men, Walther issues his orders. “Rest well tonight, tomorrow we will begin our patrols and fortify this hill.”
Seeing the men set to work on the camp the camp, Jandar and Walther work on their small comm
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Year 361 Corolian calendar
Gregory Corilon sits stiffly, staring blankly ahead as his brother is crowned Emperor Arthur III. His father passed, not two weeks before, under mysterious circumstances. The dull look in his eyes is neither shock nor mourning. It is pure anger.
How could his father pass him up for succession in favor of the elder brother? Had it not been the obvious choice to pick intellect over age for such an important decision? Gregory new his life had been comfortable and without want, but physical comforts have never filled the
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Prologue
A young neophyte mage and his master trudge quietly through the desolate Sunwalker plains. The young boy knows better than to question his masters wisdom, yet he cannot imagine what lesson there is to learn by traveling through the most hostile environment in the known world.
“Master, may we stop to drink?”
A silent nod passes between master and student. While the boy drinks, his master reaches deep into his heavy tan coloured robes to retrieve a spyglass.
“Our goal is within sight. We will
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Dmitriy is charming a young lady.
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Aisha is closing in on them, though she does not know it.
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