The Lady’s Hand: The End of an Epic – Alexander Rahl

–==Official Submission==– FROM: First Sergeant Alexander Rahl RE: The Lady”s Hand: The End of an Epic It took Alexander, a fighting man in peak physical condition, over four hours to reach the top of the Pinnacle. He looked down over the battlements and through the fog to the bustle of Tablenhelm and its thirty thousand odd inhabitants, all a blur from the height. He removed the five tomes from his person and reverently laid them out in front of him on the stone. All was ready. All was in place. Now was the time to end his life here. “Alexander?” Her voice reached him through the intense winds that blew across the top of the Pinnacle, but it was soft, nearly forlorn. The Lady’s Hand turned to the stairwell in time to see her emerge, her...

The Lady’s Hand: Part Five – Alexander Rahl

–==Official Submission==– FROM: First Sergeant Alexander Rahl RE: The Lady”s Hand: Part Five The Lady’s Hand crouched in the corner of the dark storage room with a handful of pulled-up floorboards beside him. He reached under the floor and pulled out a small backpack and began to sift through its contents. First out was the cloak. It was made of the finest leather, black on one side, and a deep violet on the other; the colors of the House of Turon. He held it for a moment, reminiscing before setting it carefully off to the side. He then extracted a scabbard from the bag and drew from it a kryss sword, still sparkling after all these years. The workmanship was unparalleled. “Kendal…,” he whispered to himself, smiling and running his...

The Lady’s Hand: Part Four – Alexander Rahl

–==Official Submission==– FROM: First Sergeant Alexander Rahl RE: The Lady”s Hand: Young Private Salmnow was curled in the corner in the back of his darkened cell, facing the back wall and sobbing violently. Two days worth of food sat untouched just inside the bars, already rotting amidst the damp and filth that surrounded it. He appeared to be in well enough physical shape, though he seemed extremely weak. Colonel Thames had apparently put the fear of the General in those who came in contact with Salmnow, for he was indeed in much better shape than anyone else would have been after two nights in Tablenhelm’s prisons. scritch, scritch, scritch Alexander looked away from his observations to try and pinpoint where the sound was coming from, but...

The Lady’s Hand: Part Three – Alexander Rahl

–==Official Submission==– FROM: First Sergeant Alexander Rahl RE: The Lady”s Hand: Part Three Alexander walked through the camps towards the Circle, trying to ignore the muffled comments from the troops as he passed that he was “walking funny”. Most of them rarely thought his relationship with the Lady was funny, excepting of course mornings like this one. He topped the hill and started his descent into the Circle; a huge ring of intricately carves stone arches. Waygates. The largest of the structures on the far side of the ring was a sight to behold, even though it was unfinished. The CS-722 Waygate was a masterpiece of magic and craftsmanship. Over fifty meters wide and twenty high at its peak, it would allow him to march entire divisions...

The Lady’s Hand: Part Two – Alexander Rahl

–==Official Submission==– FROM: First Sergeant Alexander Rahl RE: The Lady”s Hand: Part Two The Lady’s Hand fell into the chair behind his desk, exhausted from his day. The golden armor and the badges of his office lay in a neat pile in the corner. He idly looked at a few intelligence reports while gnawing on some meat and cheese that had been left out for his return. “You killed Tarek.” She said as she glided in from the bedchamber, her gossamer robe hanging open and drifting along behind her. “He tried my patience.” Kishara walked up to the desk and perched herself on its corner, resting her bare feet in the General’s lap. “You’re not one to be wasteful,” she continued, an amused yet alluring grin on her face, ”and Tarek...