The Mercenaries’ Tale – 1.19 Airship Inferno
Gratin hadn’t remained in freefall for long. He began to fly, soaring upwards to find his way back onto the ship. He didn’t make it, Abaddon dropping out of the hole to meet him halfway, raining death from above with fire lances. Gratin took evasive action, dodging in mid-air in…
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November 16, 2013 at 12:00 pm | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment
Tags: Abaddon, airships, Benny 'the Ballache' Spigotoli, Bert Benolli, Blaise, Dalminetti Mafia, Doug McCracken, Gratin, magic and mages, Tartarus, the Galactic Finders of the Tserulian Monastery, the Mercs
The Mercenaries’ Tale – 1.18 Mages and Mobsters
The mage battle had spilled outside of the conference room. Walls and floors had been demolished through the ferocity of the battle, flames engulfing the scenery as the two combatants travelled through the ship. Tourists fled. The more level-headed members of the already meagre serving crew sought to block off…
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November 15, 2013 at 12:00 pm | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment
Tags: Abaddon, Blaise, Dalminetti Mafia, Doug McCracken, Gratin, magic and mages, the Mercs, the novelty lighter incident
The Mercenaries’ Tale – 1.17 Mercs vs Mages
The lead mage, Abaddon, smirked at his prey. “So, my Brother, it’s been a while,” he announced, moving to lower his hood. Judging by his prominent cheekbones and strong jawline, he once could have been considered attractive. However, time had not been kind to him. His skin was pock-marked; the…
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November 14, 2013 at 12:00 pm | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment
Tags: Abaddon, Blaise, Doug McCracken, Elementism, Gratin, Greglath, Ilymp, magic and mages, the Galactic Administrators of the Ilympic Cathedral, the Galactic Finders of the Tserulian Monastery, the Mercs
The Mercenaries’ Tale – 1.16 Enter Abaddon
The circling ship levelled itself so that it was at an equal height to the conference room’s windows. It was a small ship, its interior crowded. Robed figures sat on benches lining the hold awaiting the time to land. A tall figure stood in the door which separated the hold…
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November 13, 2013 at 12:00 pm | The Mercenaries' Tale | No comment
Tags: Abaddon, Blaise, Doug McCracken, Faustus Christ, Gratin, magic and mages, the Galactic Finders of the Tserulian Monastery, the Mercs
