A letter to the Society and to the leaders in Northwood, Yew, and Trinsic- – Debinani Rahl

Approximately five hundred years ago, I was born in the city of Vesper, the son of a young tailor and the Captain of a well-known and feared mercenary company known as The Black Rose Society. I spent the first twenty years of my life on the march with the company through some of its more perilous times: the slaughter at Yew, the Vesper Uprisings, and finally, the invasion of Cove where the Society as the world knew it came to an abrupt end by a vile betrayal by Lord Daithomir, the Society’s employer. As his dying wish, this Captain flung me hundreds of years forward in time, tasked with the duty of discovering the hidden secrets of the Society’s past and rebuilding the company to its former glory. For the last twenty-five years I have led the Society with...