Four years ago. Two weeks after the Templar imprisonment of Sielic Trugran. —— The impending launch had stirred up a moderate amount of commotion at Area 52. It wasn’t uncommon for rockets to be sent from the remote settlement into the twisting nether, but that didn’t make it any less exciting for the goblins that […]
The ocean roared and crashed against the rocks below Westguard and the cliffs behind the keep were still broken and collapsed after Zenruid’s defences were triggered, damage the shaman had intended to fix while he was there; resettle the earth and stone, at least for to ensure the integrity of the keep’s foundations. The purpose […]
Over the past couple weeks Mosur had been watching the patrols and the men on the wall. He knew their patrol times, their patrol routes, when they changed shifts, and which ones were slack at their jobs, especially when the Marshal wasn’t on the wall. That’s really what he had to wait for. Jarrick often […]
Mosur sat in meditation; they were no longer in Duskwood. He had been told the mage Mystery was looking for Sielic and that it wouldn’t be long before he arrived. As far as the shaman knew he left nothing to be detected by, no latent magic, no trail, and the weather had been dry so […]
“You must be getting desperate shaman.” The elementals words crackled through the air, the language was throaty and each word that reached the shaman’s ear was sharp. “What would make you assume that?” His response was even keel and he kept to Kalimag rather than the language of fire. The small spark still sat beside […]
He waited till the elemental left of its own accord, the flame flickered once then faded. Mosur grabbed the small fire totem stuffing it back into his robe. With a sigh he laid back. It had taken longer than he’d expected to get a willing participant. He was only prepared to damn himself so much, […]
The linens on his bed were soaked through with sweat and he woke with a sputter, choking on his breath. His nights were short and ended suddenly more often than not. He threw the sheets from his body and swept his legs out onto the floor. His blue eyes caught a little of the natural […]
Mosur was only halfway to his destination before the winds began to howl and the softly falling snow picked up in pace and density. The weather in late Dragonblight evenings was always unpredictable, and Mosur knew he needed to speed up his travel. The wolf’s coat kept most of the chill off and made […]
There were stories, tales where the antagonist changed their very way of being in the last chapter and did ‘the right thing‘ saving everyone. Why did people write stories like that? That’s not how the world worked, why did people cling to beliefs and hopes like that. It only hurt them in the end. […]
Two and a half hours. Was that long enough? It was taken down before it was seen by most. He knew there was a note but he wasn’t told what was written on it. Who had been in the Keep with him? Zaanthe, Koryander, several individuals not in the Templars… No, none of those individuals […]
Things have changed. Thing have changed and now I have to adjust, and quickly. Prelaid plans have been disrupted by new information. The trial has been moved. Perhaps it would be easier to see the next move in the game if I hadn’t entered the game as a player. Does only the one know I’m […]
The game had defiantly taken a turn during the meeting he’d had with Sielic that evening. It was clear to him Sielic was a planner, he would have been a worthy opponent. The number of steps ahead he had planned were wrapped up in the facade of insanity he portrayed and even Mosur wasn’t sure […]
Mosur returned much later than even he had expected, the conversation between him and Sielic had gone on for over an hour and he had much to think on. Surprisingly or perhaps not he had agreed with much of what the Scout had to say and the riddles he had used were amusing. He didn’t […]