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Riven cringed as the dwarf and his comrades crushed the pixies with their armored hands. Cold and brutal, yet it was equally effective. The Templar Master’s blade practically sung as he sliced through the air, reaching out to touch the onslaught of buzzing magical insect-like pests. Any that...

Riven swung his blade with the full force that he could muster. The silvery blade cleaved the wolfman’s head from his body in a spray of blood, catching as it impacted the creatures spine. The neck cracked and the blade wrenched free, but not before toppling Riven’s mount and throwing his weapon...

The shadows were long and deep beneath the sprawling trees overhead. Between their trunks, the Templar army surged, trampling saplings and undergrowth underfoot. Their approach was not stealthy, it was the opposite; meant to drive out any who were hidden within the depths of shadow. Deer...

The Templar Master allowed the subtle jab to pass. Many hunters of of the profane and arcane saw all magics as evil and any who associated with them just as much so. It was the price of their single-minded zealotry. Riven knew it, had dealt with it almost daily. He knew though, at least it was a...

Riven took the mead with bow of his head in respectful thanks before tipping it back and taking a deep draw from the tankard. A smile twisted across the face of the Order’s leader at the question. It was a smile that did not quite stretch all the way to his eyes. It was a fair question. The...

The sounds of camp echoed through the clearing at the edge of the Ixchel Wilds. Horses, the clank and clatter of armor, blades, and hammers, the smell of roasting game all blended together beneath the numerous pennants that flapped atop the pavilions. Each was colored in the insignia of their...

Kivren Templar