And so it begins anew
Amidst the enormity of the surrounding wall, Graev’s Gate seemed almost an afterthought. Only by standing next to it does one realize that it’s maw is so...
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Lessons in Combat Leadership and Tactics, Vol. 2
Bound in a crimson leather and bearing gold letter, the second volume in the series of combat has been bookmarked with a beautiful ribbon of sanguine silk, marking a...
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Lessons in Combat Leadership and Tactics, Vol. 1
As you enter the great library, several tomes catch your attention. Bound in a now-faded crimson leather, the gold etching on the spine and cover indicates them as a...
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The stains of guilt
Guilt. Innocence. Such a simple thing, to be decided by a court. Sometimes, by a court who has no real idea what actually transpired, and bases it’s decision...
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A chance run in with an old friend
Every now and then, a moment comes that will shock you, surprise you, or shake you to the very core. Hearing the voice of your oldest, closest, and best friend...
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Nights I’ll never remember, with friends I’ll never forget
We sat around the fire that night, each of us laughing and joking, remembering all the good times we’d had. As was the norm, the names of the past began to be...
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The Chill of Death
It has only been a few days, and yet the memory of the Death Spirit invasion is one that I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to shake. I woke last night in a...
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Jhustis On The New Order Membership Rule
(29 Ka’len 412: The Realms at Large) I had the opportunity to speak to Jhustis about the ruling that forced me from the Order of the White Rose: Also here:...
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Closing the door, opening my mind
For over a decade of my long life, I proudly wore a White Rose on my lapel. To some, it was just a flower. To others, it was a sign of hope, and of better days to...
Read MoreThe Long Forgotten, Greater Evil
The world saw fit to fight necromancy; abolish it among the provinces, and declare them outlaws. Sorcerors. Things to be hated and despised. And yet, in a world of...
Read MoreMelancholy Memories
As the wind whistled through the wood, as it had so many times in the past, I paused. This time it was different. This time, it was more personal. I’d come to...
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Lead, Follow, or Get Out of The Way
(3 Akroeg 412: The Crossing, Zoluren) Following the events of Asketi’s Ride, and several previous small skirmishes about the Crossing, I want to impress upon the...
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