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Plight of the summoned

The Holy State Grandia has been summoning people from other worlds to fight their wars for years. The corruption of the state has spread to the ends of the three continents. Looking to make changes, a strange fellow tampers with one of the souls being summoned, knocking it off course, thus setting the stage for a revolution.

Shinnanju · Fantasy
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"Close one!"

"What's your next destination, Evren?" Kate asked.

Evren thought about it for a moment, then turned to the map on the wall. "Emdon? Then north to Bridgewich I think."

He then turned back to her and said, "You know, it'd be quicker if you were to make the circles before I left so I can just get there and set it up."

"But you're so much better at it than I am, Evren. And I've got so much work to do." She complained.

"You're right. You're right. I'm wrong. I should take the time to make them, and then run all the way there, set it up and run to the next one while you sit here and do all my work that I'm not able to do." Evren said sarcastically.

"OH! Shit, that reminds me. That group from Dolbalt should be arriving here any day now." Evren said as he stood up quickly. He headed out the door, downstairs and out to the cathedral.

He headed to the cathedral gate and spoke to Doyle, "Hey, we should have a new batch coming in from Dolbalt sometime soon."