ULTRAMagic Alternate

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           Mind-Wraith had a cheeky smile on his face as he snapped his fingers, causing a chiming bell to ring out from nowhere. “Well I just did, Mr. Dirrt–so I’d dare say you're down for the count…” This made Aava, Mal, and Deimos chuckle. “BLOOD-WRAITH!?” Rick exclaimed in a moment of daft arrogance and stomped towards him. “YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD… Hold on a second, you’re not him…” “Wowee wow wow!” Mind-Wraith shot back. “It took you that long to figure it out, you lumbering oaf? You monument to slacktivist mediocrity–a sham in sheep’s clothing–walking towards a participation reward only to get slammed in the face by a rusty rake! The name’s Mind-Wraith Howard Caden, or ULTRAMagic Bard, but I’m sure you find some way to mistake that with ‘ULTRAMagic Beard,’ given your propensity to beg for donations instead cultivating actual talent…” Before Mind-Wraith could continue his scathing mockery tha...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon           “I’m sure you’ve heard this already, Will, but you really should have spoken up beforehand,” Dunja pointed out as she brought the two to a strange, stone door engraved with eldritch runes. “Trust me, I have experience–you know, one occupation of a neighboring kingdom later,” she said with an awkward chuckle. Will looked around, noting how empty and abandoned that part of the tower was. It was incredibly eerie and felt like something was watching him. “Yeah, definitely…” “I know it may be difficult, Will, but don’t be afraid to speak up,” said Aureolus. “Looking like a fool is better than getting hurt any day of the week.” “Yeah, pretty sure that is something Colonel Aalders would say, haha. Doesn’t help that my version of Earth has a lot of selfish buffoons that shun asking for help every single chance they get…” Will sighed, then took a moment to study the entrance further. “So what is this...

Previous | First | Next Master Post - Patreon                “Three days since Bethany goes after Orion with nothing else happening?” Adrien pointed out as he and Satsuki made their way through the woods, surrounded by a nighttime cacophony of insects. “You can’t tell me that isn’t suspicious.” “Affirmative, Lieutenant… permission to speak freely, Lieutenant.” “Granted, Corporal.” “Are you sure about this?” Satsuki questioned as he accidentally stepped through a mud puddle. “Nope, but we’re going for it anyways.” “Indeed. Such actions by the enemy usually result in a surprise attack…” “Or something’s gone wrong. Sun Tzu always says prepare for a battle before charging in.” “What chapter was that?” “Um… I don’t remember. I’ll have to read The Art of War again when I get the chance.” Adrien then stopped as he bent down to pick something up. “Satsuki, look! It’s un sapo, and a big one too.” The Toad in his hand remained st...