Fiction

“Starlit eyes shall keep the turn,Though gods above doth bearer spurn.Green scales will lie beneath their feet,From fortune’s trick that shirked defeat.Earthen foot and iron hand,Revered for deeds across the land,To Spire’s Eight they do not bow,The eye of fate upon their brow.” — The Second Seer reading aloud one of the Xeran Prophecies, circa […]

“Observation is perhaps the most underrated of a warrior’s tools. Many a great swordsman has been ambushed into an early grave, and many an amateur one lived a long life thanks to a sharp eye and a keen ear.” Blademaster Kallar addressing students at the Orian School The hooded figure darted quickly back down the

“Forgive me, mother. If you were in my place, you would understand.” — Embossed leather journal recovered from Karan Taul palace, author unknown The carriage door shut roughly as three of the Claws helped Valasar inside, out from the cloying fog and the sounds of panicked citizens. “Back to the palace, quickly! Protect the king

“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

This site was flattened during the Markex Rebellion of 397, while the rebel forces were fleeing through these mountains – the Altean symbol etched into the rock here is the only evidence of the divine temple summoned to harbour them, a strategy that many have since attempted to employ with far less success.

“Military strategists claim the missing element is the ‘reckless abandonment’ and ‘bold, brash approach’ taken by the rebel commander, which ‘flew directly in the face of any established military theory and, indeed, all common sense’.”