Jake Bhattacharyya

“When you were a child, you were probably afraid of the dark. But you grew out of it. Your parents told you there was nothing to fear, your worry was irrational. “Unfortunately, your parents were wrong.” — “The Tenebrean Primer”, Magus Harpin “Anything else, sir?” Ormak shook his head, took a slow blink. “No, no. […]

“Fuck this war shit.” — Bathroom scrawling, Keld Rock, author unknown “Captain Vesaad.” Karth’s voice was deep and raspy. A long night, Vesaad thought. He nodded at the younger captain, standing at attention. Sunlight filtered through the tree canopy, catching Vesaad’s glassmail in just the right way to make Karth’s eyes squint in their maroon

“The wheels of war are greased with blood – that of one’s enemies, and that of one’s allies. Some of you here today will do the greasing. Some of you will be the grease. You must make peace with this. “Because you will never truly know which of the two you are.” — Raikos Keldrath

“Every decision presents one with two choices – fortune or failure. Unfortunately, it’s impossible to tell which is which until after the choice has been made.” — “Treatise on Divination”, Magus Venefix Ward looked up from his position, slumped glumly against the wall of the temple, towards the sound of footsteps padding towards him. Gek

“The mistake everyone made when it came to them was underestimation. They thought them just a band of misfits with a run of good luck. “Valasar was the first one that took them seriously as a threat.” — “Chronicles of the 4th Era” “Captain Gaur!” Inside the temple, all heads turned to Balax. The grizzled

“None know where the Gate came from, who created it, or what its purpose here is. The same can be said of its keepers.” — A scrap of mysterious paper recovered from the streets of Encora Rise “So how did it go?” asked Sorn, crossing to a position behind the Gateseer to face the sidereal