Report of my Condition

Time is a Fierce Adversary I remember thinking to myself that Rexom has a pretty good head on his shoulders. I’ve known Wraith and Sterling for a long time – damn fine men both – and if they’re to be put in charge of the Trinsic watch, I’m content with barracking in the town a little longer. It was about that time that another wave of little spots appeared in front of my eyes. The whole damn affair started earlier in the morning. I was in Despise cleaning out another nest of those bloody ogre lords when I nearly passed out. I figured at the time that it was just a gas pocket released into the deep caves, so I flew home and got cleaned up for the Council meeting. I’m not terribly sure what happened after everything went black. But the events upon...

Alexander’s Lament

I grow tired of the voices. Here I sit in a den of villainy. Pirates, smugglers, and thieves surround me, carousing the night away. No discipline, no poise. These are men who kill that which ruins their fun and profit. Of all of my disguises this is the one I think I despise the most. The eye patch and gold tooth, the salt and the fish scales rubbed into the clothing. I hate acting like them. I hate pretending I’m one of them. I’ve wordlessly slain worthy kings with less revulsion. And somehow that frightens me – but just a little bit. Among these sea dogs drift my ever-present companions, my curse. The ghostly figure of Captain T’Panga struts about the tavern, a practiced look of distaste and revulsion on his face. I have yet to see the noblest of...

The Book of Rahl – Chapter Twenty-Nine

The Book of Rahl – Chapter Twenty-Nine: Beaten, Bloodied, and Relieved (Dramatized by Col. Amberle Jax, Special Operations Division, Black Rose Society) Another ball of fire slammed into the wall of Empath Abbey soliciting a low rumble and a crash of another toppled bookshelf and washing the interior with an eerie red glow. The cheers outside grew louder, and somewhere in the Abbey loft a child was crying. Lieutenant Kenyon slumped against the wall and wiped more blood than sweat from his eyes. He shook Torinor off in a flutter of bandages and poultices and took a quick look out the arrow slit to the clearing below. It was a dark night, but the field of torches and small fires outside the Abbey made the place look like day. “The entire damned town’s out...

A Treatise on Yew

A Treatise on Yew Respectfully Submitted to the Britannian Great Council and the Scribes of Moonglow By General Debinani Rahl, Commanding Officer, The Black Rose Society Forward: In the thirty-seven years I have commanded The Society, and the decade or so previously I marched in her ranks, I have had occasion to observe and take part in the goings on of Yew and its environs. What follows is a discourse on those observations past and present for the edification of the learned reader. Geography: The City of Yew is situated in the Northwestern most corner of the primary continent within the great hardwood and deciduous forests of that region. The word Yew comes from the huge trees of that forest bearing the same name. This forested land is largely separated from the...

The Book of Rahl – Chapter Twenty-Eight

The Book of Rahl – Chapter Twenty-Eight The winter of my thirty-sixth year as CO of the Society found us in the employ of the Yew City Council. This council entered power to screams of protest and accusations of corruption and it only got worse from there. For one reason or another (with nepotism being the one cited) the council didn’t want Paul Atreides’ militia acting as a guard force, so they came to us. I think it’s been proven time and time again that enlisting the aid of a trained army to act as a guard force isn’t the brightest of ideas – and I explained that to Selanya and Hump when they made the offer – but we needed the money and they needed some peace and quiet so we took the job. Yew recoiled from the news like a scalded mongbat. Thus...