Recent content by Greldyrn Il Farrick

For a moment, Greldyrn lost himself in the facets of the two rubies. The faces of the gems glimmered as they did, reflecting the world with hues of maroon and red like an ocean of wine. It didn’t matter if the room was bright or dimly lit – as long as there was some light, the cut of the jewels...

Eyes briefly followed Ana as she left for the door. The stride of her walk, the hurried nature of her flight, the hand on her pommel – it was all posturing that suggested uncertainty. Things are not fine, he thought to himself, making a mental note. A city-fortress like this may take days to...

Two screams resounded from further into the keep, leaving Greldyrn on guard. Were there monsters in Herath? At a summit? When there were civilians? His attention was so focused on the sudden noise that he did not see the blonde knight approach. When she greeted him, he gave a curt nod, and...

The Traveling Banner was the name of his chapter – even if he was the only member left standing. It had been years since the final brave men and women who were his comrades fell to the pernicious evils that they swore to fight against. The men and women who Greldyrn drank with, shared stories...

“I could make you a trunk, although it is very difficult to maintain,” he half-laughed in response. The spell was a fickle one, and sometimes came undone in the most inconvenient places. Best not to have a huge box in the middle of the woods since it is much harder to carry than a smaller box of...

Thin beams of light entered through tiny holes in the attic walls, highlighting motes of dust as they floated aimlessly, undisturbed. Upon nearing the top, Greldyrn skipped the rest of ladder, and hoisted himself up onto the second floor, leaving yet another set of hand prints in the thin veneer...

“Something not lethal?” Good news. It was a kidnapping then. At least Han wasn’t going to die… immediately. That eased his a bit of his conscience. “Not sure if I have that – or any weapons if that’s what you’re looking for. Just a trinket-maker, you know? If you came earlier, I might have been...

One hundred docatte. Well I’ll be damned, he thought, eyebrows raised at the mere mention. It was far more than he expected. That was nearly twice the amount he charged for the piece he sold to Khadija. Whoever was backing them was wealthy – wealthy enough to trust their hired hands with such...

“Han? Going hunting?” he echoed with eyebrows furrowed. That was rich. The people in front of him clearly had no idea who they were talking about. The corner of his lip curled up into a half smile as he gave a toothy chuckle. He had finally put the pieces together. “I would have never believed...

“Familiar? It was the most difficult request of the entire year. Burned into my eyes, if you ask me. The piece she commissioned was convoluted, specific, and by far one of the the most complex watches I have ever made.” Not as elaborate as his own, personal timepiece, but elaborate nonetheless...

At the mention of a possible purchase, Greldyrn frowned. Of course – they came here to buy clocks. Last minute shoppers, he presumed. For just a brief moment, he had hoped that they would be asking him for something else – that they would be different from the rest of the crowd. He didn’t know...

Anxious, for time is short and not enough. The transition between wax and wane shall bare the mark of destruction as the moon draws full.

Thirty-two minutes flat. He was surprised at how fast he packed. Less than an hour ago, his small apartment had numerous pieces of merchandise strewn across the shelves and floor, but now, the room was about two thirds of the way cleared. Where there were once tall clocks and short clocks, there...

Clocks, clockwork, and the whole menagerie of time-keeping devices ticked on – all within the temporary tenement of the traveling dwarf. The sun was well on its way to noon, although Greldyrn need not check. His hand-watch, elaborately shaped from dwarven brass, was a jewel among masterpieces...