Starforged: the Seer
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To begin I detailed my ritual such as had been passed down by my ancestors. I expected to be told I was doing something wrong. As it happens the ritual itself is less important than having a ritual. She taught me to cultivate a different fungus than I had used to this point. She gave…
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When the kettle whistled I emptied the fungal contents of the mortar into my mug and filled it with hot water. Then I notched my arm with my dagger as I had been taught by the elders. The blood flowed down my arm and I deposited the 6 drops of blood in the mug as…
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The fuselage of the Second Chance looked like any other ship. Its black glass and paneled dark gray metal shone brightly under the sun of Valinor. Cargo doors opened from the bottom on the port side to let you, or any other craft it carried, off in a hurry. The control room and cockpit however…
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Fletcher and I were getting drunk together at his lab in the burgeoning town of Altura. His lab was a mess. No saint in the cleaning department I didn’t feel I had the authority to tell him what he should do about it though. Piles of dust littered the tables and floors while the presence…
Corvid Grin 