Everwinter Ch33: Beauty of Transition

Clyde remained focused on the dying mage in the hallway, "avery promised that 'he' wouldn't hurt him, not that 'i' wouldn't." i kept a close eye on the mage and stepped up to the hallway in silence.

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Shady Impressions: Shady Impressions: Of Mouthiness, Monologues and Mountains #6-7

"i'm nowhere near as skilled a mage as you are but i know a couple spells myself... mostly to help me shirk off of work."

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Spirit Bound: Chapter 132

Conclusion: a mage learnt spell from non-grimoire means. alternate conclusion 1: user: marksna95 is no longer a mage.

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I, Dacien - Chapter One - Captivity

Nestor figured that must be one of their mages -- their great mages, as opposed to mere magicians (whatever that difference was), but why the lord of bones was coming, he didn't know.

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The Cronicles of Polyx: Part I

He is a mage who likes using magic. he lives in judon town, and lives there a happy live with his best friend rage. one day, the sky turned purple. rage what is happening? why is the sky turning purple? polyx i dont know.

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I, Dacien -- Chapter Twenty: Displacement -- CORRECTED CANONICAL VERSION

"you are welcome, mage chelm," the guard said, and chelm was asleep even before he could correct the mage chelm. "mage chelm," a voice said. "mage chelm!" who?

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Amber Silverblood: Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Nineteen I half expected Kimberly to be standing right behind the door, where she could hear our conversation, but instead I found her sitting cross-legged on the bed, clutching one of the pillows like a teddy bear. "Hey," I said gently,...

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Embers of Dawn: Chapter 5: Market Meeting

“very few mages would consider such detail, most would find a working substitute." he continued, watching the way the mage reacted to the proximity. the pause that followed stretched just long enough for axton to feel the weight of it.

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Amber Silverblood: Chapter Twenty Two

Chapter Twenty Two From where the Swag Pag lived, the shopping mall should have been a twenty minute drive away. When D.K. swerved into a parking spot less than five minutes after we'd left the house, I reached past Kimberly to open the door and...

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