redemption

How long had it been now? Six months? Longer? Sable wasn't sure. He'd never cared to track the passing of time as he sat within his cell, days rolling by like leaves scattered in the wind. The fortress city of Vel Salvus was an austere one, far from the usual aesthetic that House Pirian tried to...

Anirian Territory Olem slowly stood up, frowning for a brief moment at the empty clearing. The ruins scattered all around him had once been a building. There was no sign of overgrowth, no reclamation from the forest. Scorchmarks were still clear upon the stone, and some of the rock appeared as...

There along a road in the countryside of the Allirian Reach, surrounded by wheat fields on one side and a treeline on the other, a gaunt young woman with red hair shambled forward like the living dead. The wind which gently blew over the wheat fields to her right, causing the stalks to sway...

Alliria... It felt like years since he was here last and it probably was. The Templar order had sent him to hunt down heretics in the Spine... And what he found instead were starving nomads that lacked the strength to fight or run... But the order was absolute and not for the first time he...

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...

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...