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Azrael

Azrael

Azrael

Azrael

He sighs, looking up at the house. It’s been a long night of work, and he’s pretty worn out. Generally speaking, people don’t like it when he shows up, even if they know he’s coming soon. Greeting ...

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Swashbuckler

Swashbuckler

Compass Rose sighed, dumping out her pipe for fresh tobacco for what felt like the third time in three minutes. After weeks of searching, she’d finally found out where her long-lost friend Julia ha...

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Distillate

Distillate

Distillation is the sixth major operation in the alchemy of transformation. In a chemical sense, it is the boiling and condensation of a fermented solution to increase its purity, and the end prod...

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Crucible

Crucible

In the weeks after Carly’s initial visit to Laura’s shop, Carly began coming in more and more often. At first she was alone, but then she started bringing friends, and praising everything Laura tou...

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Arcaneum

Arcaneum

Before she became a full-fledged alchemist, little Laura had to learn the tricks and tools of alchemy. This is much easier said than done, as it is with most things. “Just learn alchemy,” like that...

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Aqua Vitae

Aqua Vitae

Laura looked up from behind the counter, where she had been re-reading one of Paracelsus’ works on alchemy, parsing through to see what she could work on before the depression of not having had a c...

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Alchemist

Alchemist

She had always been a bit of a loner. She’d always been different from everyone else in her village. No, she didn’t have green skin or snakes for hair; she didn’t put hexes on people or brew potion...

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Spectre

Spectre

Kyle and Miranda were the proud owners of the small farm and farmhouse out on Old Mill Road, fittingly named Old Mill Farms. They’d been working the land for years, operating a successful family bu...

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Kraken

Kraken

Deep in the ocean, many leagues below the surface, your submarine silently glides under full power. The waters are dank and pitch-black. There are no technicolor fish swimming past, no beautiful co...

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Homunculus

Homunculus

Theresa sighed, swiping left for approximately the fiftieth time in a row. “I will never, ever find a man,” she announced to her roommate, Becca, who was cooking them a healthy dinner of macaroni a...

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