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§136 Dropping In

Taylor - Dimmik Airspace

The messenger's steed was a gryphon. It was a far cry from Wen-Silvain's huge form, and it couldn't fly near the speed of sound. By mortal standards, it was an impr...

§135 Double Dare II

“We’re leaving!” Lindsey grabbed her hand, and they fled. They skirted the edge of the cave, then tried to cut through a gap in the enslaved crowd. Twice, they nearly ran headlong into the ar...

§134 Double Dare I

Princess Mariella — Underground

Mariella woke up in complete darkness. She lay on rough, hard stone. The air was thick and warm. She had a pain behind her eyes, like that time her older h...

§133 Iredale III

By noon, he was peripherally aware that most of the battalion was ready to leave, taking a good portion of the healer contingent with it, but hadn't gone yet for some reason. Troops were standing a...

§132 Iredale II

Cadmius arrived in a farmer's wagon, with two more behind him, all equipped with large wheels and high suspensions. Taylor dropped the screen and let themselves be seen as the wagons neared. In the...

§131 Iredale I

The bulk of the opposition's force was situated well beyond the range of a normal praxis weapon or most magicians' long-range spells. Instead of huddling up in one place or making an organized camp...

§130 Green Notice

Taylor stood and turned toward them. "Ah, our Lady of Perpetual Annoyance. I knew the day was too peaceful to last." He was more polite to the partners and engaged them pleasantly about the wine th...

§129 The Breakup

Prudence — Vawdrey House

Prudence was uneasy at breakfast. Part of the reason was that her entire family had returned to the estate. Breakfast at Vawdrey House was served buffet-style, an...

§128 Meet-Up

They were directed to a fast carriage for non-IEF personnel who found themselves attached to the expedition. Eterine wasn't content to have them pull over so they could board. She had to make an en...

§127 Pegasus

Princess Mariella — Avimore

They had put her in sweltering leathers with too many straps, and a fur-lined helmet that squeezed her head. According to her attendant, it wa...

§126 Sinter

Curator Meltissa Jane — Sinter

"Welcome to the Little Horn. Uh, you two look like you've come a long way."

"Someone," Meltissa glared at Cadmius, "wanted to take a ...

§125 Overland

Curator Meltissa Jane - Estfold/Dimmik Borderlands

They followed the tracks a full thirty hours behind the foreman and his empty train. The tracks cut along the hills, weavin...

§124 Rescue

He couldn't see his assailant, but he knew the shape of her. A long, toothy snout. Talons for fingers and toes. Skin made of jagged scales. Cruelty was written into her every aspect. She had eased ...

§123 The Haunt

Blake, Cook, Kasper, and Chambers unpacked and cleaned while Taylor completed his survey of the grounds. They wouldn't get through the entire house, but they could make a few rooms fit for habitati...

§122 House Shopping

Taylor

Every time Taylor went to sleep, Simon appeared and put him to work in the narrow crawlspace between life and death. At first, he only watched while Simon did his jo...

§121 Side Track

Curator Meltissa Jane – Dimmik Borderlands

They had to camp without fire, but that didn't mean they ate cold food. For a woman far from home, a good portable stove was a ...

§120 The Other Princess

Princess Mariella — Imperial Palace, Avimore

Summoning Miss Wibbles required a short song and a lot of shiny glitter, produced through non-systematized magic. Miss Wibble...

§119 Simon

Taylor - Wokehaad Farms

Maestro Nelis agreed to be Taylor's watcher, along with the farm's dedicated healer. They reviewed Mensa's instructions several times over and then ...

Erstdwerg, God of Arcs

Erstdwerg was the first of the racial gods, and is said to have created arcs from the best of the human race, and that is why arcs are so small. Arcs are born with an outsized curiosity but their w...

§118 Radegonde

Curator Meltissa Jane - Radegonde

Radegonde was a sawmill town. Logs from Rosewood in the north and mountains in the south met there to be cut into rough timber and finishe...

§117 Apothecary

 Without a word, they picked their way through the maimed bodies. The amount of blood was very modest, all things considered, and they were able to reach the ground floor without leaving blood...

§116 Shopping

The day's next appointments were in Moyalwande and Okujuni. Moyalwande reminded Taylor of pictures he'd seen of Venice. Ancient, ornate buildings rose from the water in decrepit white stone, ready ...

§115 The Other Place

Taylor's group rode toward the mountain in a carriage, along a road he had laid down rather hastily. Ahead of them, the smooth ground switched back and forth a few times, uphill, before entering a ...

§114 Mt. Uroda

Taylor, Mt. Uroda

They stood around a table, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Two elder beastkin were in attendance, members of the council that ran Rossignol province, ...

§113 Conclusions

Later that night, Taylor and Cecilia rode Tristan through the portals to return her to Vawdrey house in Celosia. The horse rippled like silk under the stars, eating up distance with improbable spee...

§112 Cleanup

Taylor — Bostkirk

While Kasper checked in with home through the mirror, Taylor collected his loot: the four statues and everything that spilled out from their inventory, ...

Posting Schedule and Volume 5

The final chapters of Alchemist will be posted on Wednesday and Thursday. (Yes, there is an epilogue chapter on Christmas.)

On Friday, we'll begin volume 5. I'm only about 25k words into that...

§111 Rescue

Taylor recovered his spent gems and his other materials and threw another mana crystal into his inventory, where it would gradually recharge him. He needed to leave quickly, if he could.

"Cle...

§110 Alchemy

If magic didn't work on something directly, then it was time to try indirect effects. Taylor pulled three projectiles from his inventory, conical slugs of heavy alloy, and shot them at the monster ...

§109 Crossroad

We thought ourselves untouchable when he refused our provocations. Then came the day we learned the awful truth: that we had long sheltered in the lee of his contempt.
— The Mi...

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