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Challenge #03769-J116: Risk and Reward

A special tower has been built to test the skills of anyone who claims to be a skilled thief. The higher they go, the more fabulous the treasures and books, but also more cunning the traps. None of the traps are lethal, at most they're embarrassing and uncomfortable. With some, failing the thief and sending them back to the beginning. -- Anon Guest

If you live your life on the streets or among the rooftops of Deepwater, it doesn't look like anything special. A squat storage silo with no discernable entrance and a rather boring roof. Those who use the Rogue's Highway of Deepwater's rooftops avoid it. To step foot on it is to slide right off it, resulting in a bone-breaking spill onto the cobbles below.

It's so boring that it isn't even used as a landmark. People don't bother with it. They don't ask who uses it, they don't wonder why it's there.

It's kept by the Deepwater Thieves' Guild, which is lead by a fallen god and has its centre in the lower labyrinths of Deepwater's Undercity. It is there that also holds the entrance to the Rogue's Testing Tower.

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Challenge #03768-J115: Don't Pet the Plants

The expedition lands on a planet that is a Havenworld, an incredible paradise. Unfortunately, several of the very, otherwise harmless, plants, act for the ship's crew the way catnip is for most cats. The plant is utterly harmless otherwise. -- Anon Guest

It was a beautiful Havenworld. Nothing living there was even cusp-cogniscent, so it was relatively young[1]. The plantlife was short and squishy and easy to both harvest and consume. And, according to the last transmission, smelled real good.

The

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Challenge #03767-J114: While You're Away From Your Body...

They're a bookworm, they thought they had died. They awaken in a place that is rows upon rows of books further than the eye could see, almost more than a mind could possibly fathom. An eternity to read them all, with comforts, meals, and even washrooms. What is this wonderous world? -- Anon Guest

It was a wonderfully comfortable bed. Darlenydd didn't really want to wake up, but the looming cluster of recollection kept poking her towards consciousness. There had been some

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Challenge #03765-J112: Raise Them Right

Los estudiantes duros aprenden lecciones de disciplina y respeto de la manera más dura, negándose a escuchar de otra manera. -- Anon Guest

[AN: Translation- Tough students learn lessons of discipline and respect the harshest way, refusing to listen any other way.]

The students called him Sensei Hellkin, when they called him anything at all. They couldn't know anything about his true identity because he never spoke about it. That, and it probably wouldn't matter a whit to them that he was

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Challenge #03764-J111: Flying, BYO Wings

Humans are NUTS! This one bought something called a hang-glider. Are they jumping off that massive cliff with that thing? This is CRAZY! Thank the powers I have wings and can at least follow! -- Anon Guest

Humans cannot fly on their own. This is known. This does not, however, stop them from slipping the surly bonds of gravity by any other means.

This one was a giant kite. Aluminium tubes, brightly-coloured silk, and very little else. There was a sling attached

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Challenge #03763-J110: Recycled Staff

I have died many times now. Each time I am reborn, I have all of the memories of my past life, and the lives before that. I was warned about this, but until my job is done, and they're all safe, I accepted this fate. -- Anon Guest

Sometimes, it's a pain in the arse to be indispensable. It's a worse pain in the arse to be indispensable on a Deregger ship with appropriated B'Nari tech. The instant the CEO noticed my

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Challenge #03762-J109: I Leave You...

An elderly dragon. A dragon so old that they could give Wraithvine a run for hir money for lifespan, was coming to the end of their life. They bequeath their entire hoard to Wraithvine and hir friends, to do with as they please. -- Anon Guest

Elves can normally live for two thousand years, give or take a handful of centuries. Dragons could live for many times that much. The death of a Dragon by natural causes is a rare and mournful

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Challenge #03761-J108: Silence and Sanctuary

The walk through the woodland is peaceful after the storm. The sounds of the forest is one of hushed, sleepy, tones. Ice coats the branches and gleams like gemstones in the morning sunlight. -- Anon Guest

The woods are relatively silent. Not dark, because the trees are bare of leaves. They are still deep, all the same. Currently, thanks to the freezing sleet storm the night before, they are beset with ice.

The whole forest looks like it is hung with diamonds.

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Challenge #03760-J107: All is Not Lost

I have often wondered. Individuals that birth children who are Pax Humanis members. Do they get to raise their own children, or is that a case by case situation? -- Anon Guest

Els tried hard not to panic. Deep breaths Just because her child Aed had tested low on empathy was not the end of the world. There were still things that could be done. Courses they could take.

Educator Kam seemed to read Els' thoughts. "Just because they tested low does

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Challenge #03759-J106: They Seek Them Here...

What do I do for a living? I'm a smuggler. What do I smuggle? People. From where to where? From Deregger places safely into the Alliance. Hey, it pays good, I make people happy, and I get to pretend to be a scoundrel and get a few laughs. Life is good. -- Anon Guest

Let me tell you something for free. It's not easy when you do cogniscent trafficking for the greater good. High risk, high reward... sure. It's very much that.

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Challenge #03758-J105: Step One

Due to the horrors in their past, they spent most of their time inebriated. It wasn't until, in a drunken fit, they took a swing at a member of Pax Humanis, that someone dragged them to a therapist, and get them cleaned up before it was too late. -- Fighting Fit

[AN: No word of a lie, if this happened in the core of the Alliance, there would have been an intervention WAY sooner than that. So this is happening around the

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Challenge #03757-J104: The Horrors of War

A playful poltergeist keeps pestering Wraithvine's apprentice. The kid is stuck in this world, not sure how to move to the next. So, instead, starts pestering the living, as any kid would, trying to get attention. -- Anon Guest

Some souls can't be returned to their bodies. Those who were killed in such a way that their body was obliterated have no body to return to. Even with the strongest resurrection spell at hand. The army of the risen were gathering as

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Challenge #03756-J103: Everyone Needs a Hobby

One is a dragon, the other a human cursed with immortality. They fell in love, and they spend their long life running a forge in a lovely small city. -- Anon Guest

Welcome to Dragonforge, the first place to create and use Feathermetal. It, and neighbouring Redmine, are notorious for both this and insisting on remaining a little place in the middle of nowhere.

They could have made an empire on the basis of Feathermetal, but there was one thing that made

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Challenge #03755-J102: The Best Hat in the World

Wraithvine and friends were riding in a carriage to the next village. A small child kept giggling, trying to swipe the pointed hat, wanting to wear it. The parent sighed with patience trying to get the somewhat rambunctious toddler to settle. -- Anon Guest

Gikka had to ride on the roof, under the close watch of the carriage guard. Strodius was wedged into a corner and incapable of movement. The Hellkin next to him was barely capable of crochet. There was one

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Challenge #03754-J101: Broken, Free

Even the CRC security were going to need therapy after seeing THAT mess. The body looks like it'd been through ten levels of hell before being allowed to die. The shaking person in the center, rocking, weeping, knife in hand, still bore the shackles of their bane, before they flipped, and freed themselves. -- Anon Guest

Their name was Chain, and they had died. They should have died. They remembered the feel of the blade, their stolen blade, slicing through their throat.

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