the sightless

Alliria: The Outer District, Night Market Blue stone and orange flame as far as the eye could see, and a sky grey with smoke and with hardly a star. It had been some days now since Hector had arrived in the great city. Days under Syr Marta's guidance. Following whatever leads they could. But...

Alliria, Outer City The Tenpenny Hen, A Brothel ___________________________ "This your first time?" Syr Marta asked him. Hector cleared his throat. "Excuse me, Syr?" She cocked an eyebrow at him. "Did I stutter, squire?" Hector stammered. "I, I don't get your meaning," She shook her...

Along the Eastern border of the Valen Wilds: Upon the lands of Ardolan March, governed by Duke Harmyhan. They gathered beneath the cover of the stone pavilion en mass. Cloaked and hooded. Most of them clean. Robes made from fabrics that were near pristine. One by one and two by two. They...