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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

"I see," said Mrs. Greenly in a disappointed tone. "Well, then, Miss Raven Dark, are you prepared to begin your investigation?" Raven glanced at the spirit of Edgar Greenly. "I think I'd like to give Dr. Ratford the opportunity to try next." Ratford eyed Raven suspiciously. "You know something, don't you? If you're a student of old Pedimont, no doubt he's taught you how to pick up on things that others miss. I never could get the knack he had." Ratford carefully stood up from his seat. "Well, I'll tell you this, I've done a lot of my own studies, and I'm pretty certain I can locate this so-called ghost before you even have a chance." He turned to his companion. "Come, Dawson. Let's get started." He turned toward Mrs. Greenly and bowed before leaving the table with Dawson in tow. Rose Whitham yawned once more. "Well, it was a long tedious night for me. I think I shall rest a bit more in my room, if that's alright with you, Mrs.Greenly." Mrs. Greenly
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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

A Sellsword in the Bath House by N.C. Weber    Aeslinn wrapped the ties from her apron around her waist twice before tying them securely behind her.  The morning air was heavy with moisture.  Though any mist had failed to form, dew hung from everything.  Not a good day for the bath house.  People tended not to think about taking a hot bath on a day like this.  It was going to be a slow day, which meant that the proprietor, a dried up old woman with the disposition of a jackal, was going to be in an especially sour mood.    Aeslinn sighed.  She really could use the slow day, but knew that she and the other women who serviced customers in t
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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter: A Ryzom Saga Story - Part 2 Fan-fiction by N.C. Weber    Nomis Merclao held his hand over Pumala's head.  He kept his eyes closed as allowed his mind to focus on the student before him.  Nomis stood a full one and a half heads taller than the Fyros warrior.  His broad shoulders and well muscled arms would give any prospective opponent pause.  Even so, his movements were deliberate and gentle.  Finally, Nomis opened his eyes and lowered his hands.    "Yes, I believe you are ready," intoned Nomis in a rumbling baritone.  "You have learned to focus your Sap admirably.  I am pleased to see it.  Speak to T
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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

"I see," said Mrs. Greenly in a disappointed tone. "Well, then, Miss Raven Dark, are you prepared to begin your investigation?" Raven glanced at the spirit of Edgar Greenly. "I think I'd like to give Dr. Ratford the opportunity to try next." Ratford eyed Raven suspiciously. "You know something, don't you? If you're a student of old Pedimont, no doubt he's taught you how to pick up on things that others miss. I never could get the knack he had." Ratford carefully stood up from his seat. "Well, I'll tell you this, I've done a lot of my own studies, and I'm pretty certain I can locate this so-called ghost before you even have a chance." He turned to his companion. "Come, Dawson. Let's get started." He turned toward Mrs. Greenly and bowed before leaving the table with Dawson in tow. Rose Whitham yawned once more. "Well, it was a long tedious night for me. I think I shall rest a bit more in my room, if that's alright with you, Mrs.Greenly." Mrs. Greenly
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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

A Sellsword in the Bath House by N.C. Weber    Aeslinn wrapped the ties from her apron around her waist twice before tying them securely behind her.  The morning air was heavy with moisture.  Though any mist had failed to form, dew hung from everything.  Not a good day for the bath house.  People tended not to think about taking a hot bath on a day like this.  It was going to be a slow day, which meant that the proprietor, a dried up old woman with the disposition of a jackal, was going to be in an especially sour mood.    Aeslinn sighed.  She really could use the slow day, but knew that she and the other women who serviced customers in t
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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter: A Ryzom Saga Story - Part 2 Fan-fiction by N.C. Weber    Nomis Merclao held his hand over Pumala's head.  He kept his eyes closed as allowed his mind to focus on the student before him.  Nomis stood a full one and a half heads taller than the Fyros warrior.  His broad shoulders and well muscled arms would give any prospective opponent pause.  Even so, his movements were deliberate and gentle.  Finally, Nomis opened his eyes and lowered his hands.    "Yes, I believe you are ready," intoned Nomis in a rumbling baritone.  "You have learned to focus your Sap admirably.  I am pleased to see it.  Speak to T
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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

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The Raven and the Poltergeist5

"I see," said Mrs. Greenly in a disappointed tone. "Well, then, Miss Raven Dark, are you prepared to begin your investigation?" Raven glanced at the spirit of Edgar Greenly. "I think I'd like to give Dr. Ratford the opportunity to try next." Ratford eyed Raven suspiciously. "You know something, don't you? If you're a student of old Pedimont, no doubt he's taught you how to pick up on things that others miss. I never could get the knack he had." Ratford carefully stood up from his seat. "Well, I'll tell you this, I've done a lot of my own studies, and I'm pretty certain I can locate this so-called ghost before you even have a chance." He turned to his companion. "Come, Dawson. Let's get started." He turned toward Mrs. Greenly and bowed before leaving the table with Dawson in tow. Rose Whitham yawned once more. "Well, it was a long tedious night for me. I think I shall rest a bit more in my room, if that's alright with you, Mrs.Greenly." Mrs. Greenly
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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

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A Sellsword in the Bathhouse

A Sellsword in the Bath House by N.C. Weber    Aeslinn wrapped the ties from her apron around her waist twice before tying them securely behind her.  The morning air was heavy with moisture.  Though any mist had failed to form, dew hung from everything.  Not a good day for the bath house.  People tended not to think about taking a hot bath on a day like this.  It was going to be a slow day, which meant that the proprietor, a dried up old woman with the disposition of a jackal, was going to be in an especially sour mood.    Aeslinn sighed.  She really could use the slow day, but knew that she and the other women who serviced customers in t
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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P2

The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter: A Ryzom Saga Story - Part 2 Fan-fiction by N.C. Weber    Nomis Merclao held his hand over Pumala's head.  He kept his eyes closed as allowed his mind to focus on the student before him.  Nomis stood a full one and a half heads taller than the Fyros warrior.  His broad shoulders and well muscled arms would give any prospective opponent pause.  Even so, his movements were deliberate and gentle.  Finally, Nomis opened his eyes and lowered his hands.    "Yes, I believe you are ready," intoned Nomis in a rumbling baritone.  "You have learned to focus your Sap admirably.  I am pleased to see it.  Speak to T
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The Return of Ultra Kidd Pt 2

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The Return of Ultra Kidd Pt 2

The Return of Ultra Kidd Part Two by N.C. Weber    Igneous chuckled evilly to himself.  The takeover of this back of nowhere town was easier than expected.  Arranged before him kneeling on the concrete floor of his new base of operations were the surviving crime bosses in the region.  They had just sworn fealty to him under pain of incineration.  Igneous' pyrokinetic abilities had viciously put down any dissent at the outset of his little coup.  Now, there was nothing further to do except his strategic destruction of law enforcement in the area.  He would run the region like a police state.  Chaos would be his hallmark.    "Hello, Bart.  
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Hellfire - Part 3

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Hellfire - Part 3

Hellfire - Part 3 by Nathan C. Weber    Dr. Azura ole Botan sat in her lab writing a report on the successful cure of a baby elephant from a mild ear infection. Except for the distant sounds from the loudest residents of the Monument City Zoo, the laboratory was quiet. Suddenly, the appearance of a familiar violet colored light announce to Azura that a friendly visitor was about to materialize.    "Greetings, R'y'sha," said Azura. As a petite young woman with purple hair solidified before her. "What can I do for you, my friend."    "I came to give you a warning," said Star Child with concern. "Have you heard about the woman who intends
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Hellfire - Part 2

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Hellfire - Part 2

Hellfire - Part 2 by Nathan C. Weber    Trisha paced back and forth across her living room. Rarely was she ever on edge about anything, however this time was different. A recent threat had been broadcast over the local television airwaves. Some lunatic named X-Ra had threatened to kill Kismet and all of her associates in the crimefighting business. Originally, Trisha hadn't taken the threat seriously. Such things were common in a paranoid society where people fear what they don't understand, and as a result, destroy that which they fear. Ordinarily, the threat would turn out to be merely some opinionated person venting their views on talk
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Hellfire - Part 1

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Hellfire - Part 1

Hellfire by Nathan C. Weber    The station van pulled up to the curb side. Erica Houston stepped out of the sliding side door. She was a young Black woman smartly dressed in a brightly colored jacket and skirt ensemble with a black blouse to offset the color. Her hair was cut short and conservatively styled.  Erica surveyed the situation while her camera crew set up for the shoot. The scene was sheer pandemonium. Crowds of people were trying to get as close to the action as possible while police officers worked furiously to keep everyone back. Fire trucks were everywhere and able-bodied fire fighters did their best to extinguish the infern
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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P1

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The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter-P1

The Warrior and the Treasure Hunter: A Ryzom Saga Story - Part 1 Fan-fiction by N.C. Weber    It was a cool misty morning in the Hunting Grounds outside the Rangers' refugee camp.  Condensation hung heavily from the low lying vegetation.  Hidden within the foliage, a sinewy, tan-skinned warrior crept silently through the brush.  Not far ahead of her, a small group of animals clustered together in the morning sun.  They were large, squat, four-legged creatures with thick, leathery hides of varying hues of brown.  A row of leathery scutae ran down their backs toward a stubby reptilian tail.  Their heads rested upon thick, short necks, bringin
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Rappelz-Tempestuous Darkness 3

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Rappelz-Tempestuous Darkness 3

Rappelz: The Tempestuous Darkness Part Three by N.C. Weber    Tireyas hopped up, ready to make a dash across the plain.  Jyun place a restraining hand upon her shoulder.  Tireyas looked at the mail clad hand as if it were something foul.  "There had better be a good reason why you are touching me," she growled, "else you are going to lose that appendage."    "I just like to think things through rather than go running of half cocked," said Jyun with a calm smile.    Tireyas' eyes narrowed.  "Are you making fun of my crossbow."    Jyun sighed.  "Well, you're in a mood," he commented.  "Do you not think it would be wiser to try and ge
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Rappelz-Tempestuous Darkness 2

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Rappelz-Tempestuous Darkness 2

Rappelz: The Tempestuous Darkness Part Two by N.C. Weber     "Should we card our pets?" asked Jyun.  He looked over to where the two Bloody Poultry were lying their necks still entwined.  They seemed to be taking their ease.     Tireyas shook her had in resignation at her wayward pet.  "It looks like they've had their fun.  Besides, I wouldn't want to leave them here where more undead can appear at a moment's notice."     "A point," agreed Jyun.  He pulled out a brown card with tan edging.  On it was inscribed a generi
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My Current Desktop - January 2016

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citytoonHobbyist Traditional Artist
do you do commissions
NCWeberHobbyist Digital Artist

Thanks much. :)

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Happy birthday!!🎂
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NCWeberHobbyist Digital Artist

Thanks much! :)

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You're very welcome!☺
citytoonHobbyist Traditional Artist
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