valenntenia

Brom was ill. Brom was never ill... At least, that was the belief Mikko had of the seasoned Vanguard soldier. He had seemed as if all was well only a few days prior when he had joined a few Vanguard members in a round of sparring. All confidence in his skill had been proven it was not enough...

Life had to move on after the months since Homecoming, and for Kaira, she was glad she was once more just a dweller in the Old Town. It was time for morning prayers, to listen to the High Priest speak of the old tales of the Ancients as noted in the Blessed Pages. Ever since Kaira had used her...

The Clay estate in Valenntenia was far from the most illustrious home allotted to any of the Guardians, but it was the coziest. Nestled in a grove of old trees, sprawling with ferns and ivy, with a creek trailing behind it, it was a quiet and secluded place far from the prying eyes of the...

What was ordinarily a happy time in the city of Valenntenia, in which those loyal few who protected and served the remnants left behind by the Gods themselves to ensure the safety and peace of the Children of The Rune, had turned into one of the biggest headaches the againg Absalon Solomon Regis...

"I'm not a soldier." Captain Malark gave a heavy sigh and looked up from his desk. Mordred stood before him with his arms folded and a scowl on his face that would have sent even a few of his bravest Vanguard scuttling away due to the silly rumours that surrounded the stone. Malark preferred to...

Child, the gift you've discovered... I do not want to ask this of you, but I must. For the sake of everyone, I must ask you to go. Solomon's words played over and over in her mind like a broken music box. She knew the others in their group wondered why the Guardian of the Dreamstone was amongst...

Mordred wiped his brow and leant against his axe to catch his breath. Before him lay two piles; logs brought in fresh from the mountain forests in one and in the other neatly split firewood ready for the towers hearths – Mor’s handiwork. There was a simple pleasure to splitting logs. It had...

One of them was gone. Murdered, if the messenger was to be believed. Certainly not the Homecoming any of them had expected. Lyta's fingers slipped on the rocky outcrop and she uttered a quiet curse as tiny bits of stone tumbled to the ground below her. Her chest hammered in her heart but she...

Before the latest Homecoming, before Klaus began his journey with the Fire Guardian, before he lost his arm in disgrace, and before the loss of both the Fire Stone and its Guardian… The previous Homecoming had just passed without incident. All the Guardians at that time successfully attended...