The AlchemistWere it not for the spirit that urged her forward, she would have thought Astor was already dead. So far out in time and place from the reign of the Knights that no one could have found him through mortal means. Ichta still tried as a way of stalling. She truly wished she hadn’t.Through her search questioning all who would stand any chance of recognizing the name, she came to know ...
The ShieldIt took months for Ichta to pick up Yaret’s trail. She was not boastful nor a continued menace as many of the others had been, and so few knew her name—those that did had good things to say. It seemed she had left her mercenary ways behind her.The journey was long and grueling. It seemed to Ichta she had crossed the entire continent in her pursuit, barely scraping by in long stretches...
The Crown
Old Haarkon was a sight to behold. The warm glow of torchlight and braziers flooded the ancient city, standing as a shining beacon against the dark landscape. Elkoron’s reputation was enough to give raiders pause; there was no need for this place to hide. Blue-green roofs of long weathered copper sat atop crumbling stone ruins, patchwork cloth and wooden extensions grafted on by the ...
The ShadowThe air was filled with the chirping cries of insects, unseen among the branches of needle-lined trees. Roots twisted in winding patterns through the dirt below, hidden beneath dark weeds where what little light the moon poured down could not reach them. Ichta moved through the undergrowth, slow and cautious. Her preparation was through, armed with all manner of tools and tricks for a...
The Red DeathThey called themselves the Knights of Orin. Named in mockery of a hero of the early Night to earn them undue trust, they said they would bring order to a wrathful world.Out in the pitch black night, people huddled together in small pockets of civilization to hide from the monsters lurking between them, and came to see others as a threat more likely to stamp them out for plunder tha...
In a cruel world shaped beneath a starless sky, a woman makes a pact with the Spirit of Vengeance to hunt down those that have wronged her.
The ButcherSTILL BENEATH A DARKENED SKYScreams echoed through a night brighter than most had ever seen. The old fort was engulfed in flames, roughshod timbers buckling and shoddy stonework belching fire, its warm glow of retribution spilling out over the...
