Morningstar

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Fusion

buying Cluster of Stars | [3 Mon] Changes the type of an item as long as its enhancements are applicable to its new type.

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The evening's events had brought yet another player to Kineallan Parish. Spectral Knights were a thing of the past, and the players who fought them off had all but retired for the night, so it appeared she had missed out on all the fun. She stood outside the church, drenched by the neverending downpour, presenting herself as an ally. The wind kicked up over Morningstar's voice. "I'm Morningstar, leader of the Trackers Alliance! We're friendly—don't mind her cursor. Where are you coming from?" The wind tore through the cemetary like a living force—howling between cracks in the church,

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He stalled, compensating for the loss of momentum. Her attention drifted from him, affixed on the stage. They were close enough to touch, but he could hardly tell she was there. The song ended, replaced by whatever was next in queue—another fast, pulsing rhythm that failed to spark anything in him. Stella had ceased dancing altogether, enthralled by something beyond the crowd. He felt Castor slip away. He was Morningstar again, and suddenly, dancing with a stranger felt foreign. “Everything okay?” Morningstar asked. ”Ah, sorry… Must be the wine getting to me.” He matched he

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Fights like this made him want to retire. There was no glory, no reward. Numb fingers tightened around his sword. He clashed against a soldier's, deflecting an obvious attack. Star lunged, slipping on a hidden patch of ice. Metal shot past his head, sticking into the snow-buried dirt. He collected himself, drawing an upward slash through the soldier's leather armor. Some soldiers made it past the trio. They picked and pulled at the wooden wall, ravaging all the players had set out to build. Flames ate away at the only real defense that Snowfrost had. Star blitzed back, eliminating th

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”You’re very good at this.” And so was she. She blossomed as the song went on, her body loosening until matching his tempo came easily. It was like she had found the switch in her head that turned off the voice telling her to slow down; to be more careful. Her stiff shoulders dropped, and the dance became fluid. ”I don’t suppose you do this sort of thing often?” Castor's lips tugged at the corners as if to mimic Stella, and suddenly he was somewhere else. It was the same in many ways—bright lights, music he could feel in his heart. But he was someone else, and so were the peopl

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