Tag: Narration

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  • Restlessness in the Keep

    It was early morning on Pasaday, Secundar 25, 930, when Gabriel Button woke from an unsteady sleep. Too much waiting, too much time lost while the Barony could be in peril. Again, as he had the day before, and the day before that, he dressed, went …

  • A meeting of chiefs

    Chief Tugruk Bonearm, leader of the Spider Faces, subjugator of the White Hands, the Stonedrakes, and the Wolf Racers, chief by his own hand in the most sacred traditions of the Goblin Way (mostly murder), slayer of bears and wolves alike, builder …

  • A rude awakening

    William awoke on a stone slab, surrounded by chanting people and strange geometric patterns spread out in paint. This struck him as quite unusual for three reasons. First, he did not know who any of these people were, and second, he was not accustomed …

  • A town in peril

    From the journal of Elmegor Vant, Cartologer for the Parliament of Swords, on Lastday, Tertiar 20, 930:

    A pall hangs over my precious Port Westvale, darkening our hopes as an overcast darkens the waters of the sea. …

  • Odigan's Plans

    It was an old trick, but an effective one. A quick trip away, a pilfered potion of flying and a pilfered potion of invisibility and a quick trip back, just a few feet higher than before. Lothligar watched as Ignidia threw her fit, scolding the remains …

  • The Beginning

    Ortsday, Tertiar 24, the year 930.

    Picture, if you will, a dark office, lit by a single candle. The whistling of the harsh wind outside, audible through a crack in the window. The lack of noise than …

  • Hagar's Tribulations

    On his way to civilization, Hagar made a mental list of everyone he'd brought to the Black Dungeon.

    Gruunich - dead. Killed by dead owlbears, body recovered and buried.
    Ferrol - dead. Killed by a fire trap. Body unrecovered.< …

  • The foreigner

    Pasaday, Quintar 5, 4:38 p.m., the office of the Baron of Heslan.

    Sir Talair Wersil raised his glass to his lips to take another sip of wine, but hesitated as he locked eyes with his visitor, who politely smiled back. Only days ago, …

  • A dragon's due

    Quintar 6, somewhere near the Blackwyrm Mire.

    It was not customary for Wicked Peggy Knucklebones to be so late on her delivery, mused Durvininth. His mate, Indryrth, was quite frustrated, and had sent him to find the hag to make sure she was …

  • Ivideme's Bronze

    Excerpt from the Song of the Godforge, verse 11-16, as translated from Indosaian (Circa 497 AC) by Serben Vey in 912 AC for the use of the Cloister:


    And on the plains the monsters dwelt,
    Congregating in their herds to …

  • Trial by file

    Joysday, Sextar 27th, 924. The Cloister.

    The young woman excitedly marched through the white marble halls, just careful enough not to scuff the thick burgundy carpet that seemed to lead him onward. Under her arm, just visible under her …

  • Breaking Out

    So there I was, incarcerated. Again. I'm not going to go into how they caught me, because it's not really all that important. You know what? Screw it, we have time, and it'll provide a little atmosphere.

    So there I was on the …

  • An unlikely assassin

    Joysday, Quartar 7, 930, somewhere on the plains between Radimyr and Draganyr.

    It was the middle of the night, and Cruxer was beginning to fear he was lost. On a basically flat plain, with mountains looming a dozen or more miles behind him to …

  • Goblin Politics

    Ividay, Septar 3, 926 (about four years ago).

    A pair of hobgoblin soldiers roughly shoved Svalina Bire into a dark room with a glowing ceiling, and removed the black bag from her head. Hisses of disgust and contempt filled the room, …

  • Bad news

    Susan wished she had volunteered to go with Seralyn to the Goblin Citadel. She didn't trust Karst on account of him being a goblin, but she knew that, and she knew Seralyn had gone to goblin lands before and returned unharmed, and so far this …