Fiaq’a: The Day of Carvings (1/4)

                 Neth’scurial, that is, the main massing of the original stone, taken by itself would have displayed a certain ponderous architectural quality were it possible to have ignored the circumfusion of those mean dwellings that swarmed like an epidemic around… Read more »

Ruined History

The patrols passed by for a second time. For orks they seemed quite organized. I lifted my body onto the ledge that was extending over the shadows I was hiding in. Atop the ledge I had a clear view of… Read more »

A morning’s work interrupted.

Alanya stood at the window of the north tower of her keep, staring in thought over her lands, watching the land blush green as Spring took hold. The screams and wails of the dying veth barely even broke her concentration. Her… Read more »

Morning Musings

As the sun rises and the various veth scurry about the Castle Neth’scurial, the R’shana Lorsa Ovjen gazes out across the Lake Hali with a glass of wine in his hand.  Everything is in readiness for tonight’s Althua. “So the… Read more »

Mystery in Valdendon

It was a day unlike any other. The heavens had opened and with it brought down a storm I had never experienced before. I was already within the province of Valdendon and its roads were nearly as unkind as its… Read more »