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One-Eye's Log Book

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((The final format will be different and I need to put up about 10 important days in it befor being up to date with this one, but that gives you an Idea of where its going. Radio transmition added to trucker-like logs of his smuggling runs followed by a paragrah about the events of the day.))

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GlobalTech Skunkworks - Test Clone 6901096 - Data Acquisition Initiated

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{Somewhere in the remote desert deep within what appears to be a long abandoned GlobalTech facility, a waiting terminal powers up}

War comes to Kemena, Part 1

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Kemena sped to Keshatta.

Memories, and today

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Memories: the first

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The Further and Ongoing Mischief-making of Voltuk, the Semi-Invincible

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((For those not familiar,  Voltuk is the imp for my warlock character, Banagan.  Voltuk has had a couple of little side adventures and I thought some people would like to see the most recent.  I may get around to reposting the old Voltuk stories if there's an interest.))

 

The Job, a wrap-up

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The sky was dark, well past the twilight hour, but in Duskwood that was not unusual.  It usually was dark on the shadowed roads leading to through the territory.  One could always see eyes gleaming from the bushes beside the roads, rustling could be heard as the beasts startled and ran from whatever they saw.

The Job: chapter 2

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A job, a request

 

Braghaman pulled the reins, stopping his charger just short of the great archway that led to Stormwind.  He could see gryphons flying overhead,  bringing people in and taking them away.  He knew it would have been a quicker trip had he flown,  but the time didn't bother him.  A leisurely ride from the Blasted Lands was the sort of thing he needed.

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A Long Journey, Part II

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"Vanished! The Lady Kemena has vanished before my eyes! Stygian sorcery, or I'm a Pict, my lord..." The call sounded across the magical network connecting all members of Invicta, but it was meant for the ears of Lord Aureleus. Cornelia had failed in her sworn duty to protect her Lady, and now the only thing left to do was swear vendetta and die in battle destroying the sorcerous dogs who had done this.

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A Long Journey

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1 percenter

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((From the Urban Dictionary:A 1 percenter is a fully incdoctrinated motorcycle member. The outlaws of the motorcycle clubs/gangs. 99% of clubs are law-abiding and the other 1% aren't. These fellas do things like sew hooks in their leathers so that when cops search them they get a handful of hooks.))

 

Massacre

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Originally posted Aug 28, 2008

Some more

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Originally posted Apr 12, 2009

 

Sanja's story (aoc)

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Originally posted Aug 23, 2008

 

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But Warriors for the Working-Day

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((originally posted November 9, 2008))

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The Most Bitter Terms

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((Originally posted September 29, 2008))

((I’ve done my best to capture the events of this weekend from Aurelius’ point of view, touching on some points, dropping a few here and there. I didn’t chatlog anything (I’d kill for a decent chatlogger in the game!), so most of the conversations are from memory and as honest as I can recall))

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Invicta at War

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((originally posted September 22, 2008))

Aurelius stepped into the alley, the door to the Green Man creaking quietly shut behind him. He'd participated in many a war council in many a tavern, from the clouded rankness of the Salty Dog to an unnamed tavern, more a barn, in Brandoc Village. He'd seen alliances come and go in his time as a mercenary commander and the Company he lead had fought for or against most of them.

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O! For a Muse of Fire

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((originally posted May 2, 2008))

“Invicta!”

Aurelius pounded his chest with his fist, smiling broadly at the men and women seated in the dim confines of the Green Man Tavern.

“Invicta!” Ceara, the sullen-eyed barbarian replied gruffly. “Invicta!” came the call around the table. Aurelius smiled at them again and turned, pushing the creaking door of the tavern aside and stepping into the cool night air of Old Tarantia. The smile faded from his face as the door closed behind him.

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