combat heavy

The wind wailed like a banshee though the barren branches of ancient arboreal giants. Their limbs seemed to be outstretched in silent petition to the sky: please release us. The trees of the Balewoods were all dead, their bark blackened and oozing ichor, but yet still suffering from a sickness...

Violetta’s day had been a normal one. Several logs chopped into firewood. Deer, rabbit, and fish hunted. The children in her village had been checked on and sent to their studies. She let out a happy sigh and put her fists on her hips as a notice of a job well done. Gods she was good at the shit...

Castle Silverrock, a massive fortress located between the fringes of The Reach and the foothills of The Spine. The castle, ruled by the wise King Gerrid, overlooked and protected a thriving town and vast fields of grain. It supports itself through its own industry and trade from nearby holdings...

I've been thinking this one up for a while, I'd like to create a small group of downcast/crestfallen/otherwise dishonored warriors that walk the realm. Their are a lot of mages and rogues and other such things that follow similar arcs, but I've yet to see a tale of Men-at-Arms seeking redemption...