When I stir, I feel the fingers of a dream I was having still grazing against my awakening mind. The events of the dream are distinct, like flavors, but fleeting. I have a difficult time recording and evaluating the fragments I manage to capture. A pervading sense of purpose is the most tangible piece of the puzzle, and something with… Read more →
When their whispered discussion comes to an end, the leader stays put next to the table, but the man sitting in the chair continues to be the only one to address me. “My man says it was obtained in the capitol, Malscheme, but came from the city of Malnus. No house was declared with it.” A clever answer. Most things… Read more →
“It was conveyed to me that you’re in the market for some spells, eh?” He gives me a smile that is clearly meant to be welcoming, or perhaps just disarming. “Well, I just so happen to have come across an item that may be to your liking.” He motions to the bearded man, who pulls a large, leather-bound tome from… Read more →
I want a clear head for the meeting so I scan the street, looking for a sign, and soon find what I seek: a hermaphroditic figure that is the symbol of Ard Agdawn. At least, of the aspect I care to give patronage to. Stepping into the temple, I am greeted by priestesses and choose the ugliest one to worship… Read more →
I spend my remaining day working on the new spell I purchased. Learning new magic is no small feat and there is some chance of injury or death. I do not attempt to cast the spell—to do so would consume it. This scroll is prepared to be used by anyone, not only magic users. The spell is no different than… Read more →