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Taking the Black Part 2 – St John Wraith

"Maud and Jakob will see to your needs, and I'll come home whenever I have down time" Wraith said with a gentle smile on his face. Ely looked a bit cross. "I don't mind ye going John, I just want to be beside ye as we have in the past." A subtle frown drawing her face...

The Unwilling Voice

The old man lay curled in a fetal position on the bed. He quietly thanked the gods of the mountain that there had been such a nice lady working the tavern. The nice lady gave him a warm bed and a bowl of hot stew, and the simple act of kindness had cleared the shadows...

The Shattered Empire

The charred body of the petty highwayman made a gurgling sound as the last breath escaped it. General Debinani Rahl sighed a bit and wiped the crumbled remains of the sulfurous ash from his gloves. He leaned against a lone tree, withered and lifeless, in a lone green...

Black Doubts – Elyriel Winters

Frustrated, Elyriel threw the lump of cloth and tangled thread back into her sewing basket. The wadded ball was supposed to be a ladies' frilled vest. But Elly glared at yet another failed attempt as she rubbed the ache from her sore fingers. It had been what? Almost...

Taking the Black – St. John Wraith

Wraith sat still on the mount as the gentle rains poured down around him. His eyes fixed quietly on the Ettin before him. The Left head of the ettin hung still and motionless, a red sliver of blood cascading across its neck. Its right head looking to the left with a...

Boone’s Diary – Day 10

10th day of the rose 2 letters of commondation Poor Dennys, locked away awaiting court martial. Attemped to kill Carnifex bride on her wedding day. Perhaps I labled Dennys a 'good man' to quickly, it seems the boy may have potential. I do admire the flare of the whole...

Boone’s Diary – Day 1

Diary of Boone Day 1 of the Rose Who would have thought a year ago that I would be a soldier? How much of a soldier remains to be seen. I suppose men have all sorts of reasons for why they do things; my reasons are always simple... self-preservation. The world was...

From the Spire

Tor'Ellian Tear'Evendrael Tahl'Mearis leaned against the battlement of black stone to peruse the island thousands of feet below. The wind howled and screamed across the rooftop of the Black Spire, but it gained no purchase on the man. His short black hair sat...

An Unexpected Arrival

Alexander stood gazing into the mirror, adjusting the sash draped across his chest without disturbing the medals pinned precariously to the top. When he was finished, he took a step back to admire his work. “It's been years since I've seen you in a uniform...”...