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"You can use the grindstone and I'll give you some whetstones and polishing cloth. Still, you will need a dagger and a polearm of some kind. You look like you would fancy a heavier weapon. Take a look at the wall. I've got a poleaxe that I've recently finished; it's the perfect length for you. Let me get it." You star...
"You can use the grindstone and I'll give you some whetstones and polishing cloth. Still, you will need a dagger and a polearm of some kind. You look like you would fancy a heavier weapon. Take a look at the wall. I've got a poleaxe that I've recently finished; it's the perfect length for you. Let me get it." You star...
"Follow me." Ophelia walks past the guards and weaves through the throng of people with grace. You follow carefully, not wanting the heavy armoured feet of the guard to crush yours. She leads you up a spiraling staircase to a small platform reaching over the center. As soon as you step on it floats upwards. Ophelia gra...
You take the black belt and bands out of his hands and try to hold as little of them as possible, with a forced smile. The Tanner smiles back at you, oblivious of your disgust. Ophelia takes your arm. "We have to go now." The Tanner smiles at you. "Come backs to visit. And if yous wants armours, I cans make it. But...
"Oh yes. I told you about the "fight" Zaren had. He got rid of all the doors in The Court, except for the large front doors to the palace. Apparently they "took his side". Without doors we lacked privacy, but Zaren didn't care. Probably didn't eve occur to him. But after a few years he had his brilliant idea; fake wall...
"Now that's a good question. The short answer is: I don't know. Nobody does as far as I know. Except, perhaps, for Zaren, but I don't think he's likely to share that information, do you? You really never went through the slums?" Ophelia narrows her eyes suspiciously. "I don't know what you mean." You answer truthfull...
"Now that's a good question. The short answer is: I don't know. Nobody does as far as I know. Except, perhaps, for Zaren, but I don't think he's likely to share that information, do you? You really never went through the slums?" Ophelia narrows her eyes suspiciously. "I don't know what you mean." You answer truthfull...
The heavy blade is laying on the ground. Your heart beats. You survey the fight. It's a giant mass of men screaming in a variety of different emotions. Joy here, fear there. You can see spectres spectating, watchers watching, and shadows spectating as well, because what else would they do? Be serious. With all the ...
The heavy blade is laying on the ground. Your heart beats. You survey the fight. It's a giant mass of men screaming in a variety of different emotions. Joy here, fear there. You can see spectres spectating, watchers watching, and shadows spectating as well, because what else would they do? Be serious. With all the ...
The heavy blade is laying on the ground. Your heart beats. You survey the fight. It's a giant mass of men screaming in a variety of different emotions. Joy here, fear there. You can see spectres spectating, watchers watching, and shadows spectating as well, because what else would they do? Be serious. With all the ...
Your heart beats. You stand in an great amphitheatre, on shifting sands. It's quiet for but a moment, and then the clashes of weapons rings out in great echoes, with cheery yells of murder providing a bass quality. Smiles flash all around as people hack or are hacked about and nothing but snorts of laughter without th...
The man next to you screams and whacks a corpse on the ground with your simple battle axe. He smiles and pulls himself up to grip the weapon with two hands and bring it down over the head of another distracted man. Your heart beats. You spare a quick glance over the rest of the battlefield. Men fight all around you,...
Colourful fine carpets cover all the walls, some more rugs hanging over them in turn. The carpets are like a dark, dull rainbow. The carpet itself is black, with colours seeming floating over it like a reflection in water. The colours swirl and mix and seperate so slowly you have to careful look before you see the eme...
Hundreds of volumes of large tomes cover shelves that reach up to the very high ceiling. You are in narrow crack between two long shelves. You walk through the space between the shelves, trailing your hands on the book. The shelves are so close you can't help but bump into a book here and there. The shelves are so larg...
Hundreds of volumes of large tomes cover shelves that reach up to the very high ceiling. You are in narrow crack between two long shelves. You walk through the space between the shelves, trailing your hands on the book. The shelves are so close you can't help but bump into a book here and there. The shelves are so larg...
"Oh my. Now that is a very good question. But here comes the Tailor." She turns around and curtsies towards the door. "What -" You stand there speechless. A man walks into the room and bows, a spotless fine black coat shimmering around his white furry torso, four furry little limbs poking out of the coat. They are ...
She's watching the Tailor as he measures your body. You look at her stunning eyes, bright but deep, as they follow the Tailor's hands. They are framed by thin eyebrows, bunched forward as if in intense thought. Her light cheekbones are high in her face and her cheeks thin. Her strong chin leads into weak jaw lines, dis...
Year 378 of the Second Era You were really starting to get tired of the color green. The forests were green, the grass was green, even your damn Realm's emblem was green. It made already boring guard duty even worse. You would pace back and forth staring at the dreadfully large expanse of forest ahead of you, but not...
Year 378 of the Second Era The signal fire will get lit by someone else, so you don't need to worry about that. After that your decision becomes even easier. You aren't a fool. Leaving the safety of the wall when it's under attack, and of your own volition at that, would be utter foolishness. You stay right where you...
Year 378 of the Second Era The memory fades away, and Byron's voice returns. "I need one person to light the signal light over by the watchtower. Everyone in division two stay here and support us with arrows. Everyone in division one follow me!" The wyverns are still racing to the wall, and a fight seems inevitabl...
Year 378 of the Second Era You start a light jog to the wyvern infested ramparts, but you stop before you get there and string your bow. What is the point in throwing yourself into the middle of danger for nothing? Chances are that you would die a gruesome death for no reason other than your eagerness for battle. An ...
Year 378 of the Second Era You're no griffin knight. You can't contend with wyverns on an equal level, and firing a few arrows won't make any difference in the fight on the ground. No, if you're going to win this fight, then you need to go right into the thick of it. If you can manage to help division stay alive for ...
Year 378 of the Second Era Sure you've done crazy things in the past, but this is no time to try and accomplish the utterly insane. Especially when the chances of success are so very low. Better to live and keep your chance of saving Liliana alive rather than to throw it away on the unlikely chance that you'll be abl...
Year 378 of the Second Era Sure you've done crazy things in the past, but this is no time to try and accomplish the utterly insane. Especially when the chances of success are so very low. Better to live and keep your chance of saving Liliana alive rather than to throw it away on the unlikely chance that you'll be abl...
Year 378 of the Second Era You aren't going to flatter yourself. You firing a few arrows into the kobold horde below won't change anything, except perhaps where you die. Fighting on the forefront of the battle won't change anything either, and will almost definitely lead to your gruesome death. No, you aren't that po...
Year 378 of the Second Era Wyverns are beasts bred for killing and war. You don't think they'll simply abandon this instinct just because their riders die. No, if you're going to attempt to help the griffin knights, then the best way to do so is to take out a wyvern. Even if you only manage to take out one of them, i...
Year 378 of the Second Era Sure you've done crazy things in the past, but this is no time to try and accomplish the utterly insane. Especially when the chances of success are so very low. Better to live and keep your chance of saving Liliana alive rather than to throw it away on the unlikely chance that you'll be abl...
Year 378 of the Second Era The memory fades away, and Byron's voice returns. "I need one person to light the signal light over by the watchtower. Everyone in division two stay here and support us with arrows. Everyone in division one follow me!" The wyverns are still racing to the wall, and a fight seems inevitabl...
Year 368 of the Second Era "Are you listening bitch?" A hand is shoved into your back and you're sent tumbling to the ground. Grass presses against your face, and you even feel some dirt in your mouth. That was fine. You didn't care very much. These guys could push you around all they wanted. They'd never be able ...
Year 378 of the Second Era You pull yourself from the memory. That was happening way too often since Liliana was captured. And she was captured. There was no doubt in your mind about that. Captured by people who obviously knew what they were doing. Otherwise they wouldn't be able to make it through the forests of the...
Year 366 of the Second Era At the age of ten, you were average. Your height, weight, disposition, and, well, pretty much everything about you was average. Never the last one chosen for capture the emblem, but never the first one either. Your life then was a monotonous slog: Go to your rundown academy, try to do well ...
Blackness. Your mind is cloudy and hazy. Pain. You feel pain. Flashes of sound burst in the distance. You slowly feel awareness coming back, the world leaking back into coherent form. You are in so much pain. Around you you hear familiar sounds: Screaming, the butchery of men, the agony of rape, buildings burning...
You pull your contract and slowly move towards the Essitreans making sure that you hold the contract high so that the tired and trigger happy soldiers don't mistake you for the enemy. As you enter into their line of sight, you hear the guards call out, "Halt and identify yourself or you'll be shot on sight!" You ente...
You decide to refuse the offer and exit the barricade choosing to make it on your own. > You move on You decide to pass them by, there has to be another way through the city without the aid of the Essitreans and the inevitable conflict they will attract. You head down a corridor and see flames rising ahead, to the left...
You decide to pass them by, there has to be another way through the city without the aid of the Essitreans and the inevitable conflict they will attract. You head down a corridor and see flames rising ahead, to the left you see a massive army of Turric soldiers fighting with another smaller group of Essitreans. The car...
You decide to pass them by, there has to be another way through the city without the aid of the Essitreans and the inevitable conflict they will attract. You head down a corridor and see flames rising ahead, to the left you see a massive army of Turric soldiers fighting with another smaller group of Essitreans. The car...
You're tired, you've had a long afternoon and you have found somewhere to crash. You hope that this place is safe enough but in a city under siege, no where is truly safe. You find a little corner amongst the clutter and nestle in as best as you can. You place your broadsword to your side within easy reach and thank...
You're tired, you've had a long afternoon and you have found somewhere to crash. You hope that this place is safe enough but in a city under siege, no where is truly safe. You find a little corner amongst the clutter and nestle in as best as you can. You place your broadsword to your side within easy reach and thank...
Your sleep is suddenly interrupted by the sound of the door being kicked in by heavy booted feet. In the entrance are five undead warriors, two heavily armored Turric Vanguards and a Turric Deathmagus, a necromancer by any other name. You rise to your feet pulling your broadsword and charging. Deathmagus takes no priso...
You realize that the hound is going to be a noisy, dangerous problem and so you resolve to end that issue first. As soon as the trio of enemies rush into the room you pop up from behind the desk and throw three throwing knives at the beast. The first knife goes wide and lands knee level in the wooden wall, but the seco...
You skate up the stairs taking three at a time and find a door at the top of the stairs. You pull out your lockpicks and begin to jimmy the door. Within seconds you hear the lock 'click' and you slide inside closing the door behind you. You hear a creak and some sniffling sounds somewhere in the room. It's very dark, a...
You conserve your energy and block his blows. Knowing the wild style of the Turric swordsman, you easily parry several wild blows. As he failed to strike he becomes more and more frustrated and you lure him into a wide swing and while he is pulling back, you step in his reach and break his nose with the handle of your ...
You whirl quickly around pulling three throwing knives and letting them free at the charging warriors. Two of the three blades 'thunk!' into the Turric Swordsmen. One plunks deep in a man's chest and he staggers sideways before falling. The other knife slams into a warrior's arm causing him to howl in pain. With four...
You whirl quickly around pulling three throwing knives and letting them free at the charging warriors. Two of the three blades 'thunk!' into the Turric Swordsmen. One plunks deep in a man's chest and he staggers sideways before falling. The other knife slams into a warrior's arm causing him to howl in pain. With four...
You whirl quickly around pulling three throwing knives and letting them free at the charging warriors. Two of the three blades 'thunk!' into the Turric Swordsmen. One plunks deep in a man's chest and he staggers sideways before falling. The other knife slams into a warrior's arm causing him to howl in pain. With four...
You attack the warriors with the advantage of surprise. Crawling low, you creep until you are at the edge of the wall you were hiding behind then you suddenly sprint with your broadsword lifted in both hands. As you descend upon the Turric Warriors, you swing the sword in an arc that splits the first Turric Swordsman's...
Parrying his first attack, you slip a dagger from your belt and plunge it deep into his neck. The man stops and falls backwards, his body shivering and eyes glazing as he tries to pull the treacherous weapon free. His struggles soon cease and he lies in a glistening pool of his own blood. Do you: > You search the...
You grab your blade tightly and look around quickly before dashing over the lip of the crater and towards the blasted wall nearest your left side. Nearby an explosion spurts up chunks of earth and stone as well as the arm of a corpse, high into the air. You watch in horror as the appendage plops onto the sidewalk. Fr...
You duck, dodge, and sprint and are scant seconds to making a dive for home when you take a bolt directly in the ribs. Crashing Uncontrollably into the bricks you injure yourself pretty badly but you skitter up behind the wall and lean against it. You now have a 2 ENDURANCE (out of 3) if your ENDURANCE lowers to 0 yo...
You agree to stay but you have to figure out where the sniper is before you can take him out. "Hey Soldier, let me borrow that shield for a second." You grab his small metal shield and quickly raise it above the small wall you are all hunkered behind. Sure enough, the distraction brings a small hail of bolts from your ...
You run for the next building, everything looks safe. No one passes by and the streets are filled with corpses. Perhaps the vanguard has passed by. Taking a breath, you peek out and sense no one. Slowly you rise and take some tentative steps towards the next building. Though you cross a twenty foot expanse, you safel...
You run for the next building, everything looks safe. No one passes by and the streets are filled with corpses. Perhaps the vanguard has passed by. Taking a breath, you peek out and sense no one. Slowly you rise and take some tentative steps towards the next building. Though you cross a twenty foot expanse, you safel...
You grab your blade tightly and look around quickly before dashing over the lip of the crater and towards the blasted wall nearest your left side. Nearby an explosion spurts up chunks of earth and stone as well as the arm of a corpse, high into the air. You watch in horror as the appendage plops onto the sidewalk. Fr...
Welcome to Magus: Betrayal! You are known as Uriel, master elementalist and accomplished magician of the Acadamy of Alzur. The Spark, the talent to manipulate the essence of the elements in everything, has enabled you to live a youth far away from the spears of the soldiers, or the toils of the peasants. A findling y...
Farhan Brownhand, the emissary of Alzur, is gone and his bodyguard is dead. Only three guards - and yourself - survived his treachery and the goblin attack. All agree that Master Brownhand had been probably in league with the goblins, but why he would attack the trek himself, noone knows. The situation looks grim, re...
With the creature destroyed, Farhan's fighting prowess also seems to have suffered. You now see sweat on his face as he attempts to fight through the wolves, who now take the upper hand, to reach you. His blade still seems to be thirsty for wolfblood, and whenever he strikes one, it remains still. You grip your blade ...
With the creature destroyed, Farhan's fighting prowess also seems to have suffered. You now see sweat on his face as he attempts to fight through the wolves, who now take the upper hand, to reach you. His blade still seems to be thirsty for wolfblood, and whenever he strikes one, it remains still. You grip your blade ...
With the creature destroyed, Farhan's fighting prowess also seems to have suffered. You now see sweat on his face as he attempts to fight through the wolves, who now take the upper hand, to reach you. His blade still seems to be thirsty for wolfblood, and whenever he strikes one, it remains still. You grip your blade ...
The goblins flee before you, and after ten minutes in pursuit - your lungs are about to give away - you arrive at a spooky scenery: Apparently the goblins' camp is under attack by wolves! Their howl fills the night and make it seem even more dark. The goblins, under attack from all sides, fight with uncommon valor, bu...
The goblins flee before you, and after ten minutes in pursuit - your lungs are about to give away - you arrive at a spooky scenery: Apparently the goblins' camp is under attack by wolves! Their howl fills the night and make it seem even more dark. The goblins, under attack from all sides, fight with uncommon valor, bu...
The goblins flee before you, and after ten minutes in pursuit - your lungs are about to give away - you arrive at a spooky scenery: Apparently the goblins' camp is under attack by wolves! Their howl fills the night and make it seem even more dark. The goblins, under attack from all sides, fight with uncommon valor, bu...
The goblins flee before you, and after ten minutes in pursuit - your lungs are about to give away - you arrive at a spooky scenery: Apparently the goblins' camp is under attack by wolves! Their howl fills the night and make it seem even more dark. The goblins, under attack from all sides, fight with uncommon valor, bu...
The goblins flee before you, and after ten minutes in pursuit - your lungs are about to give away - you arrive at a spooky scenery: Apparently the goblins' camp is under attack by wolves! Their howl fills the night and make it seem even more dark. The goblins, under attack from all sides, fight with uncommon valor, bu...
You summon your mental forces and prepare to unleash a weave of raw magica against Farhan. He apparently has not noticed you yet. Knowing you have to go for speed rather than for finesse, you just hope that your mental strength suffices for you not to black out. Then, you banish those distracting thoughts from your mi...
Gathering your last mental resources, you conjure the image of a powerful warrior. Once finished, it looks indeed a bit like Kor, the scarred leader of the guards, and you wonder if you have overdone it a bit when it charges the goblins with deadly silence. The goblins however break at the sight of the charging giant...
You decide that rest is what you need right now, for you cannot go on, your mental resources completely depleted and your physical condition is not much better. Telling yourself an hour rest will suffice, you feel weariness like you never knew before creeping up to you. The cool air and the ground, not quite chilling ...
Kor expresses worry about your shape, but you assure him that you do not intend to face down Farhan Brownhand in hand to hand battle right now, but it is important that you find out what Farhan is up to, and eventually, the warrior agrees. You are handed a flask of some of the strong smelling brew with healing powers,...
As you tap into your mental forces to prepare a weave to defend yourself against the goblins, you notice that your mental exhaustion is quite advanced... casting a spell to slay the four goblins will tax you dangerously. > You will take out as many goblins as it feels safe to do, then face the rest with your sword. As ...
As you tap into your mental forces to prepare a weave to defend yourself against the goblins, you notice that your mental exhaustion is quite advanced... casting a spell to slay the four goblins will tax you dangerously. > You will use your mental reserves instead to camouflage yourself, so that the goblin patrol will ...
As you tap into your mental forces to prepare a weave to defend yourself against the goblins, you notice that your mental exhaustion is quite advanced... casting a spell to slay the four goblins will tax you dangerously. > You using magic would be too taxing - it is of no help if you fall unconcious because of weaving ...
Kor expresses worry about your shape, but you assure him that you do not intend to face down Farhan Brownhand in hand to hand battle right now, but it is important that you find out what Farhan is up to, and eventually, the warrior agrees. You are handed a flask of some of the strong smelling brew with healing powers,...
It should be not difficult to find such a powerful weave as a teleportation spell. You close your eyes and enhance your trained mental senses to a point where you can feel the pattern of the world around you. But although you search the point where Farhan has disappeared, you do not find any traces of the weave. You ...
Kor and the guards do not like your decision, and express clearly so, but they accept your status as the group's leader. Quickly, you are packed with light gear, and, abandoning the coaches, you head into the hills in the approaching nightfall. The moon is young, and the ground is not easy to see, yet you march throu...
While Kor and his men charge the goblins, and gaining, you slowly walk after them. You are weary to the bones, and your mental resources are nearly depleted due to the exhaustion earlier. It would be of no use to anyone if you fell unconcious by trying to slay a few goblins. A couple of minutes later, and the guards ...
While Kor and his men charge the goblins, and gaining, you slowly walk after them. You are weary to the bones, and your mental resources are nearly depleted due to the exhaustion earlier. It would be of no use to anyone if you fell unconcious by trying to slay a few goblins. A couple of minutes later, and the guards ...
Farhan Brownhand, the emissary of Alzur, is gone and his bodyguard is dead. Only three guards - and yourself - survived his treachery and the goblin attack. All agree that Master Brownhand had been probably in league with the goblins, but why he would attack the trek himself, noone knows. The situation looks grim, re...
You concentrate, and your mental eyes follow the Farhan's weaving. He uses Fire, and mixes Earth in it, but when he leashes it out, you already took hold of one of the strands of magic with your mental touch, and the spell already unravels itself as it is cast. When it reaches you, it is nothing more than a gust of wa...
You stare disbelieving at Master Brownhand, and before you can launch a spell at him, he uses your hesitation to weave a quick strand of fire at you. You barely dodge the small bolt of fire that jumps from his fingers and flies past you. Seeing he missed you, he curses and prepares another spell. You have to act quic...
You stare disbelieving at Master Brownhand, and before you can launch a spell at him, he uses your hesitation to weave a quick strand of fire at you. You barely dodge the small bolt of fire that jumps from his fingers and flies past you. Seeing he missed you, he curses and prepares another spell. You have to act quic...
You are not dead, and you are quite sure of it, because you always heared of death being somewhat of a peaceful slumber. Instead, your head feels like it is going to explode every second now, the world appears to be one of those carroussels you have visited once on a fair near the Academy, and if your stomach wasn't em...
The flame of the Spark is strong within you today, and your fingers itch with the desire to channel your magic. This is it... this is how it feels to have an adventure! If not for the seriousness of the situation, you would laugh with delight. > You will single out the most powerful looking enemies and turn them into ...
The flame of the Spark is strong within you today, and your fingers itch with the desire to channel your magic. This is it... this is how it feels to have an adventure! If not for the seriousness of the situation, you would laugh with delight. > You will weave minor protective charms to support the guards. Earth is no...
The flame of the Spark is strong within you today, and your fingers itch with the desire to channel your magic. This is it... this is how it feels to have an adventure! If not for the seriousness of the situation, you would laugh with delight. > You will weave a minor charm to slow down the goblins. Water is not your ...
The flame of the Spark is strong within you today, and your fingers itch with the desire to channel your magic. This is it... this is how it feels to have an adventure! If not for the seriousness of the situation, you would laugh with delight. > You will grab a sword from a fallen soldier and join them into the fray. ...
Desperately, you attempt to get your bearing. From the twoscore warriors that accompanied the emissary's treck, only one dozen survived the initial deadly volley of black arrows. However, the guards are rallied and charge the enemy, apparently a group of about half a hundredship ragged looking beings you immediatley r...
The torrents of Air flow freely through your spirit, and you are determined to use them. Strangely, you are rather excited than frightened by the prospect of fighting your very first battle. So this is what adventure feels like! > You will attempt to use your knowledge of illusion to confuse the goblins, so that they ...
Desperately, you attempt to get your bearing. From the twoscore warriors that accompanied the emissary's treck, only one dozen survived the initial deadly volley of black arrows. However, the guards are rallied and charge the enemy, apparently a group of about half a hundredship ragged looking beings you immediatley r...
Water, filling you with peace even in the middle of a bloody battle and allowing you to calmly assess the situation, flows strongly in you. Life will be and has been shed, but this is nothing that you can prevent anylonger. You can only hope that it will not be your life, or that of your allies, though that hope alrea...
Desperately, you attempt to get your bearing. From the twoscore warriors that accompanied the emissary's treck, only one dozen survived the initial deadly volley of black arrows. However, the guards are rallied and charge the enemy, apparently a group of about half a hundredship ragged looking beings you immediatley r...
Closing your eyes, and trusting that Lucius' winds will shield you from stray arrows, you invoke the ancient runes of Divination, trying to make the magic tell you where the strands of woven magicka, of which the lightning bolt that charred the Fire magus undoubtedly consist, lead to. This is a task that requires grea...
Closing your eyes, and trusting that Lucius' winds will shield you from stray arrows, you invoke the ancient runes of Divination, trying to make the magic tell you where the strands of woven magicka, of which the lightning bolt that charred the Fire magus undoubtedly consist, lead to. This is a task that requires grea...
Desperately, you attempt to get your bearing. From the twoscore warriors that accompanied the emissary's treck, only one dozen survived the initial deadly volley of black arrows. However, the guards are rallied and charge the enemy, apparently a group of about half a hundredship ragged looking beings you immediatley r...
The rythm of nature, which for you manifests in the Spark, is strong in you. The Earth will be watered with blood, and there is nothing you can do to prevent this. However, you can still protect those of your allies that have not yet fallen, and you are determined to see that victory, even against the odds, is yours. ...
Lucius is a tall, slender man. There is always the sly grin on his face, and his hair looks like he has been in a tornado. Right now, looking at J'Arel and you, his grin nearly splits his face, causing J'Arel to scowl back. "Well, look who's here. Not suffocated yet, I hope", Lucius grins. J'Arel only snorts with dis...
Lucius is a tall, slender man. There is always the sly grin on his face, and his hair looks like he has been in a tornado. Right now, looking at J'Arel and you, his grin nearly splits his face, causing J'Arel to scowl back. "Well, look who's here. Not suffocated yet, I hope", Lucius grins. J'Arel only snorts with dis...
Suddenly, the coach shudders to a halt. Voices call out, but your first reaction of worrying is soothed as you recognize them as your scouts' voices. The captain of the scouts, a burly man in leather armor, approaches the second coach, which is occupied by Master Brownhand, the emissary of Alzura. The captain dismount...
J'Arel looks up from some thought in surprise, as you cough to catch his attention. His cruel eyes narrow themselves, and he pierces you with his look. "What is it that you want?" > You say "I don't think I like your attitude, J'Arel." "I don't think I like your attidue, J'Arel", you reply. J'Arel only snorts, and an...
J'Arel looks up from some thought in surprise, as you cough to catch his attention. His cruel eyes narrow themselves, and he pierces you with his look. "What is it that you want?" > You say "Can you tell me anything about the emissary?" "Less than you, I suppose," J'Arel answers, then sighs and shakes his head. "I hea...
It is early summer in the world of Thyr, and the smell of spring has not yet left the air. The emmissary's trek consists of two coaches, one for the magicians, of which there are two more on board, and one for the emissary and his bodyguard himself. Furthermore, there are two dozens warriors on horse accompanying the ...
The wintry winds howl a horrible wail, whipping white watery snow against the weathered watchtower's westernmost wall. Yes, it is indeed a dark and stormy night, but darker and stormier and maybe just a tad more purple than your run-of-the-mill dark and stormy night. Somewhere deep in the forest a unicorn frolics in ...