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• A Foot in the Water

  by Remia Blyde May 2
  Remia squatted at the edge of lake regarding the green gray water.  She had shed her ornamental armor like an old carapace and wore nothing but a an amulet made of a large chunk of amber.  The mage walked slowly in the water as if being hesistant would ease the bracing cold.  It did n...
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• Brocade & Daggers

  by Remia Blyde April 30
  Remia was working in her herb garden when she saw her husband approach. He did not speak a word but dismounted from his spotted pony his shoulders sagging and his battered red hat pulled even lower over his eyes than normal.  Remia knew he had a meeting today at the keep even though he had not ...
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• A Box on the Breakfast Table II

  by Remia Blyde February 14
  Remia sat at the table waiting for Cal to come inside her gaze resting on his soft red brown hair which fell to his shoulders looking like the mane of a bay stallion.  It seemed fitting that her gift would come from moonglade.  Years ago when he sought her hand, she had gone to Moonglade e...
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• A Box on the Breakfast Table...Part I

  by Remia Blyde February 14
  Vladmir bowed deeply as he delivered the package that was wrapped in plain brown paper and tied with a piece of hemp string.  Remia accepted the package graciously her fingertips brushing the rough surface eager to rip the paper off.  She placed a pouch gold pieces in Vladmir's delicately ...

• A courier delivered letter to Magistrates Sirithil Nightstone,

  by Remia Blyde February 7
  ((Sorry my Title got cut short...this is for Magistrates Corran Ravencrest, Kalren De Geroux, Acele Walkinson, and Ethne Woodard as well as Sirithil.))   A handsome blonde man dressed in lavish clothing delivers a letter stamped in dark green wax bearing the wizard mark of Magistrate Remia Bl...
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• By the Earth Bound

  by Remia Blyde January 27
    Remia peeled off the ochre vestments she wore noting the threadbare areas where the cloth had worn thin on the hem and sleeves that were far past  her skill to repair.  Instead of downright discarding the robe alltogether, she was determined to salvage the honey colored cloth which...
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• Nothing else matters...

  by Remia Blyde August 24, 2011
  This war we have with the horde seems to continue endlessly as the buzzards watch with rapacious intent from their perches.  I am certain they care not whether the flesh is olive, the corpse wears the blue and gold of the alliance or wears the visage of undeath.  Flesh is flesh and all the...
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• Balancing Act:Reflections of a Magistrate - Part IV

  by Remia Blyde August 22, 2011
  I am sitting on this old apple crate beneath the spruce tree next to the barn.  It is at least ten degrees cooler beneath its welcoming shade and the smell is clean and intoxicating.  My elemental guardians and arcane servants wander the fields in front of our estate pausing only to attack...
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• A thank you letter to Janderius Reed

  by Remia Blyde August 22, 2011
  A courier by the name of Vladimir Kitlin is dispatched to Janderius Reed carrying a parcel wrapped in gold tissue.  A parchment note is attached sealed with dark green wax inprinted with a wizard sigil of a spruce tree with the tips of the branches bifurcated.  The handwriting is feminine ...
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• A Letter to Kormok Wraithverge

  by Remia Blyde August 22, 2011
  A rather large white Raven seeks out Kormok Wraithverge with a parchment scroll attached to its right claw. The raven seems very intelligent and does not offer any hostility unless attacked.  The letter is sealed with a dark green wax seal imprinted with a mage sigil of a blue spruce tree with ...
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