praetors

"A...fire? Why does....this concern me?" he asked the messenger, beaked mask peering eyelessly at the comparatively small man. "Er, Mr. Shod- Mr. Shodo, you are known to have healing experience." they explained, nervously holding out a piece of paper. "Ugh...what is your name...sir?" Shodo...

GILD "You must be quickly growing accustomed to this duty," said Bashrahip Mustafa Junnal. Leah Kadashal once again stood in his office chamber inside of the Temple of the Everburning Flame. Once again she had been summoned for the task of Clemency, of being a handler for a claimant thereof...

GILD "Who are they?" Leah, Boesarius, and a city guard stood in the house. Outside, a full cordon of guards had been established. Inside, the bodies of two unknown warriors, their armor and garb dark and patterned with strange designs; elsewhere in another room lay the bodies of the Gildan...

NORTH OF GILD "Do you know where we stand, Leah?" said Boesarius Terral. Leah Kadashal, the Regulator-in-training under him, looked out over the wide open green field upon which the two of them stood. Very much was it like any other to be found all throughout the land of Campania. A sea of...

FIVE YEARS AGO The chill of the mountainous heights of the Spine bit into Ruslan's bones. The freezing rain was coming down hard, and the dark clouds above smothered the light of day and covered the hardy forest of trees in a uniform dimness. He was pressed to the ground next to a thick batch...

Nemeska Elissal practiced smiling before her mirror everyday. Always did she begin while dressing herself, staring into the mirror as her hands, accustomed to their motions, went about their work near entirely of their own accord. The trick was to ensure that her smile reached her eyes. This was...

To Bashrahip Mustafa Junnal, Priestess Marta Maisal reports that she has entered the town of Exeter, north of the Falwood of Liadain. Already have I encountered several Letai in my travels, yet (sadly, I will add) none have been receptive to the flame of Jura and the light of Regel. Ajam ways...

Irene Savashal wiped blood from her face with the back of her hand. She gave both her swords a hard flick and blood spattered to the ground before her, joining in with the deep crimson already present and the corpses of the gretches. Behind her the warhorn from the ogre contingent bellowed a new...