Dust
Southern Wastelands
A desolate region lay between the South Cities along the coast of the Mydlonde Sea and the Langstan to the north. The people of Alcázar called it a desert in memory of the great dunes south of the Mydlonde...
2020-09-30 18:23:46 +0000 UTC
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Wellspring
North of Alcázar
Once they could no longer be seen from the city walls, the fleeing pair turned away from the main road. Instead, they rode at a slower pace through the farmlands surrounding Alcázar; most of it was occ...
2020-09-23 14:42:21 +0000 UTC
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Honey and Oil
Alcázar
The princess, the prisoner, and their horse hastened away from the palace. With pained expression and some difficulty, Brand got on the horse, sparing his leg. He pulled Jana up behind him, and they rode away...
2020-09-16 14:04:21 +0000 UTC
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An Orchard Meeting
Alcázar
At night, the palace was quiet, but not empty. Guards patrolled the corridors. The Kabir and the hāgib might both work late, either together or apart. Sometimes, men or women would sneak from one chambe...
2020-09-09 09:45:43 +0000 UTC
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When Hel Approaches
Alcázar
Once more, Salim stood outside Jana’s chamber as he had done each morning for five years. Once the attendant had helped the lady and left, he stepped inside. He did not have to make his presence known...
2020-09-02 12:31:44 +0000 UTC
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An Even Table
Alcázar
Morning was announced in the dungeon by a bowl of cold gruel pushed through the hatch into Brand’s cell. He had no spoon and had to use his fingers instead.
“He has a fine new coat of fur, but the m...
2020-08-26 09:19:48 +0000 UTC
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Strings
Alcázar
Seeing Brand disarm himself, several things happened at once. The crowd reacted with a multitude of emotions. The guards swarmed forward to seize Brand. Jalil got on his feet, staring at the prisoner with undisguis...
2020-08-19 08:10:35 +0000 UTC
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A Worthy Spectacle
Alcázar
“Explain how you could be so careless to let a prisoner die.” Jalil’s voice was calm, but he spoke with a clenched jaw.
“There are marks from fingers around his neck,” Imad explained. He ...
2020-08-12 09:39:53 +0000 UTC
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A Measure of Mercy
Alcázar
“How is your progress?” Jalil’s mother stared at him under her heavy eyelids.
“The prisoners are breaking,” he claimed. “They will lead me to the remaining spies soon enough.”
...
2020-08-05 12:25:10 +0000 UTC
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Prisoner
Alcázar
The Kabir of Alcázar was lord of the city and its highest authority in all matters. His rule was undisputed, as long as trade flowed; when that was the case, all the merchant houses bent to his will, paid tribute...
2020-07-29 10:16:40 +0000 UTC
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The Tower of Justice
Alcázar
It was dawn by the time the guards reached the Tower of Justice with their captives. As they crossed the maswar, the empty square was contrasted by the imposing structure looming above their heads. They ent...
2020-07-22 08:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Fires in the Night
Alcázar
At noon, the thief, the champion, and the knight met in the same place as before. Yawning a few times, Jawad pointed at the table. “Dress yourself,” he told Brand. “Get rid of all your shiny metal ...
2020-07-15 10:28:13 +0000 UTC
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Night Labour
Alcázar
Beyond the southern gate in Alcázar lay the slums known as Almudaina. Each morning, once the gates opened, the residents of this area shuffled into the city to beg, steal, or seek work as day-labourers. Like a ca...
2020-07-08 10:22:25 +0000 UTC
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The Prince and the Atheling
Alcázar
A caravan approached Alcázar from the north. While not unheard of, these were rare; most goods entered the city through one of the harbours or else by caravan from the east. Its origin was the ...
2020-07-01 10:28:46 +0000 UTC
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Bargains Made
Silfrisarn
The fair at Silfrisarn was the largest of its kind in northern Adalrik, and it had taken place for centuries. At first, it had simply been for iron merchants to purchase ore from the mines of Isarn. Being p...
2020-06-24 10:44:02 +0000 UTC
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The Might of Wyrmpeak
Wyrmpeak
The cave lay before them. The darkness inside prevented them from seeing its depth. From his pack, Jorund pulled out torch and tinderbox, lighting a flame. “Both of you stay behind me at all times,” t...
2020-06-17 16:32:19 +0000 UTC
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The Crossing
Wyrmpeak
The Mihtea roared past them, strengthened by all the waters of the mountain’s summit melted by summer sun. It was some hundred feet from bank to bank in this particular place, and it flowed with a swift curr...
2020-06-10 21:09:03 +0000 UTC
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A Beacon in the Dark
Wyrmpeak
The second morrow after the decision had been made, the small expedition left the Citadel. Despite his day of recovery, Jorund grumbled at the early hour and exertion, but his words held little sting. He wo...
2020-06-03 08:45:49 +0000 UTC
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A Prince and his Quill
Middanhal
Next day, Egil sat alone in the scriptorium when he heard the door open. “Kate?” he questioned.
“Not quite,” Godfrey replied, entering the library hall.
Egil stuck h...
2020-05-27 10:45:41 +0000 UTC
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Where Power Presides
Middanhal
In the study of the dragonlord, the ruler of Adalrik toiled away daily. While the common people assumed that power resided with the lord protector, Jarl Valerian of Vale, most residents at court were ...
2020-05-20 10:04:01 +0000 UTC
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Restoration
Middanhal
About a month after they left Hareik, the double walls of Middanhal rose in the horizon to meet them. They had encountered the first Order patrol a few days prior; unlike in the lands of Isarn, the soldiers si...
2020-05-13 13:42:49 +0000 UTC
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Root and Sword
Isarn
Damien rubbed his eyes. When he was done, he still saw an empty spot where Gunvor had gone to rest. Her belongings were not to be seen either. With some difficulty, he got on his feet and limped around the remains ...
2020-05-06 14:25:32 +0000 UTC
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The Tale of Sir Damien
Isarn
On the first morning in Adalrik, Damien woke to find himself alone. It took him a while to notice this. He stretched and rubbed his eyes, drinking greedily from their water skin. He only realised her be...
2020-04-29 08:05:10 +0000 UTC
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Rotten Berries
Eastern Vidrevi
The odd pair had not come far from Hareik before the bickering began.
“Why would you only pack water?” Damien’s voice was indignant.
“It’s good enough for Austre’s trees, it’...
2020-04-22 12:05:44 +0000 UTC
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Under the Hill
The Alfskog
While an unlikely pair ambled southward, Godfrey left Hareik on a northward course. He travelled along a near empty road; nothing but small villages scattered around the endless forests of Vidrevi lay north o...
2020-04-15 11:16:09 +0000 UTC
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Broken Swords
Hareik
One month after parting ways with Brand, Godfrey walked on the Kingsroad that connected Adalrik with Vidrevi. It ran from Middanhal north-west to Silfrisarn and continued further west in the shadow of the Weolc...
2020-04-08 11:21:45 +0000 UTC
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Niðheim
The Reach
Far to the south-east of Rund lay a solitary peak. It had many names in the tongues of the outlanders, Elves, or Dwarves. Among the Mearcians, it was known of old as Niðheim, though none of their tribes had ever...
2020-04-01 13:31:05 +0000 UTC
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Seal and Seat
Southern Hæthiod
The Mearcians continued their march until nightfall. Despite the miles they had traversed, the Langstan remained empty; the Order only maintained control further west. Using its ancient stonework for...
2020-03-25 11:31:12 +0000 UTC
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What is Written
The Reach
More than a month after his arrival in Rund, Godfrey sat enjoying food and drink at one of its many taverns. Manzik’s room had long since been reclaimed by the shahrban’s offices and delegated to anoth...
2020-03-18 15:26:52 +0000 UTC
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Rage
The Reach
Before sunrise, fourteen men and women chosen by Doran stood assembled in the Mearcian camp. Along with Matthew and Leofric, they gathered around Brand. The group was mixed and representative of the band as a ...
2020-03-11 07:55:13 +0000 UTC
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