The Recall of Time

Rufus was unaware as usual. “What do you mean you don’t have the heart of the past? I thought you had it with you?”…”No” Koranos replied, “Silvermist has it, it’s with him in that Soul Shard”. “Well we won’t be going back anytime soon then; through there may be something else we can do to ...
19 August 2016

End of Days....

The beaches of Rosado were littered driftwood. Nets were cast and birds across the coast picked at seaweed. Those who worked these shores were from many races, ages, and beliefs. One thing united them, the wealth of the sea. Small grains of sand danced in rhythmic trembles. With each shift, their dance became more violent. ...
10 August 2016

Council in the Library

Luther Thade was walking home after feast as he heard a familiar voice behind him.   “Luther” called Rufus, as he caught up to Luther on the path. Luther paused in his steps. For a moment he considered distant memories of abuse.   “Yes” Luther replied, smiling at Rufus approach.   “I need your help, I need to get into the ...
2 June 2016

In the Mercapolis

In the Mercapolis The gleam of metal generates a coppery sheen around the corners of the palatial bedroom as the flickering of the azure arcano-mechanical lighting illuminates and the flickering lights guide his way. He still wasn’t sure how he felt about hovering so high over Memora. He almost felt like he could feel the ...
31 May 2016

Behind Closed Doors

It is the late in the night and the Oracles have two visitors in their outer room at the other side of the door, awaiting a response to their inquiries… it is always about the questions. Glacia, the statuesque oracle is dressed in ice blue, watches her sisters protectively as she ponders the circumstances. ...
24 May 2016

Torment in the Dark

  Shattering stone and falling glass echoed through the chamber. Blood mixed with smoke, bile, and the baleful white fire filling the room. Mutilated forms lay about the tiled floor still steaming with life. Markus breathed the pungent fragrance of violence and infernal power.   “Please, Lord Markus, stop this madness”… a dark robed figure pleaded for his ...
15 May 2016

Towers to Groves

Memora shook once more. For miles in all directions, across all lands a change could be felt. The sky began to change to a brilliant blue. Thousands of miles of wasteland became lush with life. The scar had long since closed. The Great tree of Memora now stood visible from any horizon.   Now, the last of ...
15 May 2016

The Chain

Kurush’s voice was low and ominous. “I will ask you again, who gave your instructions”. Only a whimper sounded in response. Though the questioned one’s mouth was wet with blood and saliva, the sticky whine reverberated in the small chamber. The room was quite sparse compared to what others ...
25 February 2016

A Time to Mourn

The sounds of the bustling merchant city of Rosado provide a backdrop to this skyline of the occasional tall buildings, wooden clapboard taverns, pubs, and warehouses which line the streets. Farther down the road, the sounds of construction can be heard as the fire damage is still being repaired from the ...
25 February 2016

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