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Legacy of Evil: American Fables

Its easy to know where the Lakota are found. Getting to them is another thing entirely, as I cross the land on foot with Conan at my side. The old soldier is nervous, some instinct of his making his hackles raise as his eyes flit back and forth beneath the trees. In sharp contrast, I was the very...

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Legacy of Evil: Whodunnit at the OK Corral

"That feels a bit excessive, doesn't it?" I remark lightly. And then with the following rejoinder, I add aloud for all to hear.

"Especially as the next full moon is six days from now."

A beat passes. Everyone considers it and to his credit, the distraught Amos lowers his gun and loo...

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Legacy of Evil: Beneath the Trees

"Ain't that a name and a half! So, Mr. Riddle! What kinda research you doing?" He seemed incredibly jovial and most odd of all, bore what looked like a revolver on his hip rather than a wand. To my confusion, he only grinned as if he knew something I didn't as he chuckled and waved a hand.
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Legacy of Evil: The Art of Magic

We traveled slowly. After the impromptu wake we had for the few who had fallen, as well as disposal of those who had attacked us, we left and took routes none could easily travel. In that respect, the Romani culture coupled with the werewolves nature helped immensely. I became privy to passages a...

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Legacy of Evil: Moon Madness 2

I am Tom Riddle but at the same time, I am not. Nowhere was this more exemplified than my wand, which looked more like a worked bit of bone than what it actually was. Thirteen and a half inches, yew. Pheonix feather core. As I waved it to help me and Fenrir gather up the maple sap, I thought abou...

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A Legacy of Evil: Moon Madness

Ah.

They were all werewolves. I think? I'm not entirely sure, but a group of random wizards attacking a caravan out in the middle of nowhere does have that certain ring of plot. More so, when I run into possibly the most psychotic monster that would grace Voldemort's little goose-stepping ...

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Legacy of Evil: My last name is an Enigma

There was only one answer to give to an old man hoping to lure you to his castle, with what was your wildest dreams.

"No."

I think the swiftness of the reply was what surprised him, as Dumbledore peered at me in mild confusion before he asked. "May I ask why?"

Why? Because I ...

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Legacy of Evil: My middle name is a Marvel

"Oh, I'm a lumberjack and that's ok! I sleep all night and I work all day!"

With the song accompanying me, I continued to cleave the logs into usable firewood, enjoying the physical labor and feeling far happier than I had in a long time. Magic was wonderful, like playing Gmod without limi...

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A Legacy of Evil: My first name is Tom

The year is nineteen-fifty-three and the world turns as it always has. Stalin has died and the dictatorship he has built is crumbling, repercussions echoing through both worlds. Racial segregation is being hotly contested in the United States and to my personal shame and distaste, my own society ...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Gods favorite Princess

Pyrrha Nikos stared at the stream of smoke and gave a sharp whistle. Just like they trained, Icarus took flight as he flew on ahead, letting out a little screech behind him. Ruby as they kept running let out a little tsk of mild frustration as she spoke aloud. "I'll make a camera for him next ti...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: A grain of sand in the Cogs

"You do know I'd have done this for free, right?"

In my office, Qrow raised an eyebrow across at me as one of my tentacles poured him out a drink and slid it over. He had taken to my original form surprisingly well, if not with a few off-color jokes at Tai's expense and as he sipped his dr...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Sometimes adventure comes to YOU.

To be a farmer was a simple life, but a fulfilling one.

In a world where every day was a gift, Oscar Pines found himself, if not entirely content than at least happy with his lot. The wilds of Remnant were dangerous after all for a reason, though lately from the news filtered through a nei...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: The call to Adventure

It was strange, knowing that Ruby saw no distinction between any form I took and the Illithid one I was currently using. Right down to the way she squirmed before my eyes, her emotions and thoughts everywhere before I gently patted her hand and leaned slightly down to look at her in the face.
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Illithid behind the Curtain: A long expected Meeting

It seemed like so much time had passed, and yet so little.

Quadling City had seen its fair share of combat, the Vulcan Defense Protocol coming in handy as every statue had come alive, my golems working alongside the Elementals to attack the Grimm that had descended from that thing that bur...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: A Legacy of Black

Mercury woke up to the sound of birdsong.

He was warm, comfortably so and the sensation was so alien, the boy had to wait a little bit before he could realize what it was. And then everything else began to flood back as memory returned and he groaned, one hand moving to rub over his face a...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Volume 2 Intro

The world is shrouded in darkness. A strange construct of Mithril and engraved with arcane runes floats, before Grimm claws reach out and the head of a Beowulf swallows it whole. Fou...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Wings of Time

Taiyang pulled back.

Jorgen came roaring out of the hole in the floor and brought his claws down our direction, not even bothering with the blades he gained from Hell. And he wasn't targeting me this time. Taiyang smiled, everything seemed to slow down as I realized I couldn't do a thing b...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Dark Lord vs Dark Lord

Jorgen.

Memories bled into my life, both my lives as we decimated the school around us. In-game, we had both taken to gaining power and had jockeyed for the position of leader, which only really shifted to me once I had the Hadean Signet in my possession. With the context of memories from ...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Running up that Hill

It was as if the world had gone mad.

The city was burning once more, Vale fighting back against two enemies as Ruby watched in the distance a number of golems and Patches forces holding off devils and grimm alike. Further on, barely discernible she could see a storm engulfing the island of...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: The Fall of Beacon

"HOLD THEM BACK! HOLD THEM BACK!"

Cardin Winchester roared, the boy carrying a shield emblazoned with the emblem of a blue dragon as he deflected shots from the approaching Atlas-controlled troops. Behind him, the rest of his team would be dragging away the wounded, as fresh forces marched...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Place your Bets!

Fighting a pit fiend was like riding a bicycle; you never truly forgot your first.

Granted, back then Ozpin had the benefit of his full power to bear against him, as well as the added arcane powers and talents of Salem, Yanca, Roland and Atlanta as well. The first was now his enemy, Yanca ...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: The Vytal Tournament

"KICK HIS ARSE, LITTLE DUDE!" Alyss roared from her seat, the dhampir all but jumping in place as in a seat next to her, was an odd looking warhammer.

On the other side, Elrick grimaced, the half-orc ignoring the looks from the natives in favor of the battle itself, which even despite the ...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Bypassing the Adventure Path

Five dragons, ranging from ancient to adult stood in the courtyard and around the area now. Up close, it was easy to tell how they got their reputation. They weren't monsters so much as a force of nature, encased in iron and given wings. Like Fang as well, I could tell something else from a glanc...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: The Shepard and the Mother

There was a deep, profound silence as I took in the threat made against me and my comrades. Credit where it was due, you had to be a particularly ballsy bastard to make that threat in the face of an adult dragon. And for a moment, I felt more like C'Gorath than I'd ever been before, as if I was l...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Black and White and Dead all Over.

Cuthbert looked like Clint Eastwood and it was really putting me off my game.

He also seemed quite content to let me lead, the both of us sitting across from each other as Summer looked from one to the other in confusion. Fang, bored after a few seconds would be sleeping, curled up like so...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Speak softly, and carry a big Stick

Alright. I had to think carefully about this as well as what it entailed.

The first being that in this place, Hell and the Abyss knew about Remnant a long time ago and were only stymied by the efforts of-and I can't believe I'm saying this, the Grimm and those who retained their sanity lik...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Adventure Hook

The sound of a kettle whistling felt positively mundane, and more than a little strange for me as I sat there.

In a rather clean (almost obsessively so) kitchen, I watched in my Illithid form as Summer Rose or a doppleganger using her face moved back and forth, fussily bringing out tea wit...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Silver Eyes

This was stupid.

Incredibly so, what I had planned. The metaphysical engine that was Remnant was broken, shattered and here I was tossing myself into the midst of it. This would have been a dangerous undertaking for a party of epic level characters but for a single one, even me? I would ne...

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Illithid behind the Curtain: Will you serve in Heaven? Or rule in Hell?

Dessiter was dangerous, not because he was a Devil but rather because he was a Contract Devil. As the name implies, his kind was responsible for the deals and image of trickery such creatures implied with stakes ranging from simple toys like a magic weapon at the right time, the ability to play b...

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Illithid Behind the Curtain: The Devil went down to Patch

I buried her on my island. Somewhere high, with a headstone formed from the stone with the words engraved, 'Here lies Amber. Loved by someone.' It was an act that let me calm down and not go bursting into a situation that would see me into yet another incident I'd regret, mere days later. Ozpin w...

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