They worked the forge in silence for hours. Arden surprised himself by finding Arcus’s company cathartic. The initial desire to run him through and throw him off a cliff subsided, replaced with the...
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They worked the forge in silence for hours. Arden surprised himself by finding Arcus’s company cathartic. The initial desire to run him through and throw him off a cliff subsided, replaced with the...
“It is acceptable.” Ruby nodded.
She made to stand, and even William found himself making to rise. She shook her head, and gestured for him to remain seated. She looked to Arden.
“You remember...
Ruby nodded head head. It was a tentative suggestion that she approved. The sun lounge continued on in reserved and humble activity, the growing hostilities for a time ceasing. They returned to their...
Ruby pursed her lips. A short, sharp intake of alcohol stained air signposting a put down of theatrical proportions. Even Arden leant away slightly, for fear of getting caught in the crossfire.
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Arden looked up from his drink and nearly scoffed. There, in the flesh, was a man he’d long expected dead. At the very least, Cassandra Remi should have turned against those who were unworthy of her...
Older, but still hawt!
The Auburn Livery Hospitale stood ominous before the red headed siblings. They stared at it intently, rehashing the plan repeatedly. Ruby, try as she might to persuade Arden to take a subtler...
It did not take long for the notice to find itself on the desk of the Maester of the Scourge. Amidst a malaise of administration and meetings with clientele from all walks of Scara Braen life, the...
The moment Arden’s hand embraced Lexxum’s, the world upended. Haida vanished, a peal of white light searing the eyeballs, permeating into whatever soul the two men had left to call their own. Arden...
“I’d expect so. If a mark fails, another will always follow.”
Too many organisations on Althanas relied upon persistence as a business strategy. He, too, once faced with a task like the underdogs...
“Perhaps…,” Arden trailed off. His informants appeared correct regarding this individual’s potential. He chose his words carefully, to avoid giving away his intent too easily. “Perhaps I can help you...
The standoff continued in silence. Lexxum’s question weighed on Arden’s mind. He could smell the fear as much as hear it in his tone of voice. The more Arden witnessed, the more he felt akin to the...
“I’ve got all I want from you. Hard coin to make sure you never return from ‘exile’.”
Joaquin and Arden took the job without further information. In order for them to gain the opportunity to...
The daggers changed path mid-leap, turning from flesh to blade in an agile maneavour to deflect the swung that, even in Joaquin’s naiveté, he could see would split him asunder.
“Shit…,” Arden...
Joaquin wasted little time with pleasantries. His daggers came to bear on his target, one in each hand, eyes sparkling with dedication to a greater cause.
“The White Hand calls!”
The signature...
Joaquin turned, smirked, a blood lusted reflection of his anticipation for what lay ahead, and waited for Arden to give his blessing.
“Not what I expected…,” the swordsman mused.
Five hundred...
Arden peered through the spyglass with his one good eye, seeking sign of his quarry. Since Duffy’s death, he had fallen on to hard times, and despite his sibling’s best efforts to encourage him away...
Prologue
“Give me one reason, just one, why I shouldn’t hunt him down myself!”
The challenge echoed through the war room, resounding in the ears of the advisers who had gathered in the dead of...
Arden saw two things in Ioder. Bravery and tradition. The first would lend the man well in the coming and inevitable conflict between Scourge and Tarot. The second would not, for it tied him to...
Undulating cold silence filled the space between swordsman and purveyor of cheap tricks. Arden watched through the gloom, just able to see the outline of the lead wagon through the shadows. He...
Fortune was fickle to the hapless members of the Tantalum troupe. Here before Arden was Tobias Stalt. Of all the people to reach out from the shadows, why him? The swordsman kept his questions...
Moonlight vista by night. Windswept heath by day. The plains of Corone were as idyllic as they were inhospitable. No cover sheltered caravans, save for the length of road that bordered the primal...
Time was a cruel master. For those amongst us that are immortal, it is crueller still. There is no release, save for oblivion and abandon and unconsciousness. Even then, for the members of the...
I am the head of the Scara Scourge, it's Guilds-man Maester.
I would like to pledge my sword as an assassin and wetworks specialist (with morals), to the Kinshara.
Boots that make no noise when walking or can mimic the sound of an adult bloodhound's footsteps instead!