dark magic

CATACOMBS OF STAGKEEP, THE SPINE ONE WEEK AGO... The thieves were not from the Spine, far less from anywhere remote of Stagkeep. Stagkeep, of course being one of the smaller, but still bountiful holds in the Spine. Named for it's numerous game population, Stagkeep also had a violent and sad...

The evening came with what seemed to her to be an unusual chill. But she admitted to herself that this could very well be normal, and so did her best to silence any uncertainty that dwelt within. Though she'd come to remember her name, and a few faces without their own, there was much that still...

Faint footfalls, treading over broken steel and bone. Fetid flesh, rotting dead, all left in the wake of his desire. Power. Many years had now passed since he had last laid eyes upon his home, but not even such absence stirred any longing in him. Neither did it stir any contempt, and in fact...

If I wasn't such an vengeful woman I would have been living peacefully by now. If anything I regret making such a mess of myself, rose would have never wanted me to kill so many people, but what am I to do? I can't simply redeem myself just like that! I need to find a way for me to give myself...

Character I guess.

The comforting thump of her axe cleaving through a section of log into the splitting stump soothed the racing thoughts that had haunted her since her dream. It was still early morning,the sun just now climbing over the horizon rather than the dim light of false dawn only so easily seen through...

A light gloomy drizzle had darkened the sky for almost two days now in the sprawling town, a settlement within a league of the great city Vel Anir. The roads soft with mud and rutted with wagon tracks from the various comings and goings to the towns meager market place. In spite of the...