It had been quite a while since the weathered old wizard felt an authentic smile, but it hadn’t taken Shinsou long. Most people who saw the old magician either knew of him (or heard drunken whispers...
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It had been quite a while since the weathered old wizard felt an authentic smile, but it hadn’t taken Shinsou long. Most people who saw the old magician either knew of him (or heard drunken whispers...
Outside a plain but pleasant hotel in the center of Radasanth, the normal buzz of trotting horses and chattering peasants hummed as the denizens ignorantly went about their charades of a normal...
“Good, you’re awake. Here, sip slowly and listen, don’t talk.”
Cazri, the beautiful dark elf, sat at the flank of his bed. She laid a small tray of chicken broth at his side table, steam pouring...
Soft, warm light woke him as he floated, drifting in air on what felt ethereal. Fortunately for the traveler, he knew himself not to be in the afterlife, but rather being carried across the Tular...
The horrors of the battlefield could not prepare him for what was charging at them from the swirling blackness behind the gate. As demons approached, it was common to see their form emerge before...
Despite his fatigue, pure adrenaline drove the wizard to defend the horse from oncoming attack. The sweat still dripped from his face; the headache still rolled in the back of his brain, but the...
Whether it was delusion, hallucination, or concussion, the wizard neither knew nor cared. Cazri was riding dead ahead at him, a horse strikingly similar to the one he had dismissed pulling her...
In fact there were two arrows, one hitting the wizard above his right knee, the other puncturing the wolf somewhere around his ribs. The beast fell to a slide on his own right side, sending Storm...
Although he had been in battle multiple times, Storm Veritas had likely never felt the “fog of war” more clearly. The taste of acrid soot filled his mouth as his relentless wolf drove, an ensemble...
Storm treated himself momentarily to a deep breath, and another, and another. He took a long pull from his skein, emptying what water he had left. The next encampment was stirring, this one without...
The first head to raise was unmistakable, the wolf hopping to alert from a dead stop within a moment. The camp ahead was now under two hundred yards away; Storm could clearly see the demons roll up...
It wasn’t more than a few minutes before the horseman moved in the dead of night. Pressure from the dwarven north wasn’t about to stop, and he had to pull them in without being struck by their...
Everything had come together far too quickly, and Storm felt violent tugs from within regarding a lack of planning. This wasn’t poker or some boardroom negotiation; no clever calculations on return...
With the cold winds blowing in his face, the wizard had made it nearly three miles from the dwarven encampment before the first volley of projectile fire landed some twenty feet behind him,...
Storm somehow managed to wander to the back of the tent, following the flamboyant leader in a complete haze. Watching Elite rise with his mask and command the demon before him like a child’s toy was...
The Tular Plains seemed to come to an abrupt end where the dwarves began. The high sun shined brightly on the forces before them. This army was sprawling and confident; it seemed as if the...
The warm rub of tobacco smoke filled his lungs as the wizard reflected on their ride. It was morning, and once more the sun was just rising on their left, possibly casting long shadows their way...
Things wouldn’t slow for long, but the moment of silence after his last kill was an unnerving moment of ease. Storm heard the soft whisper of air escape the lungs of the demon he rose from, wiping...
Madness.
The salty sea air still behind them still meshed with the foul, sulfurous odor of the Tular Plains ahead. Their journey was moments old when this idyllic treasure hunt had yielded to...
The sun rose over the easterly seas and poured over the canopy of the wizard’s tent, first with a gentle glaze of red and then orange before he rose. In truth, he’d slept terribly; his back ached...
The old wizard was never one to shy from a good time, and any time the Promenade got to a buzzing state, Storm Veritas was carried in almost involuntarily. It was too easy, too simple for him to...
While winding up in a bar felt extremely par for the course in nearly every significant exchange that Storm enjoyed during his many days upon Althanas, this little sojourn felt off. The large port...
The juvenile maneuver of one of the denizens of the paltry little dingy he had avoided at the docks left Storm feeling in a sour mood. It quickly dampened the spirits that started so high from his...
The distractions transpiring behind Storm on the dock were a welcome clutter; the mayhem ensured him safe departure alongside his escorts, both the seamen attendees and…
“Are we far enough from...
“Forty-thousand, kind sirs.”
The request sent a roar of laughter amongst the large room. The city council meeting room in Radasanth was a gorgeous marble amphitheatre, recently reconstructed...