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Sir Wallace Tilian

(or “The Drunken Cavalier”) From The Histories of the Kepalan Kingdom, Volume Three by Ermine BaundalierSir Wallace watched over the cavalry as they ran down row after row of straw dummies. Fighting scarecrows is all well and good, but how are these fancymen going to ride when the scarecrows are hitting back? he thought. As theContinueContinue reading “Sir Wallace Tilian”

Narcis the Brave

(or “House Vask and the Liberation of Sira Zelaad”) An excerpt from Portraits in the Time of Strife by Halon Barrow Hiller. The foul and slav’ring goblin horde Besieged the great and free city. And Narcis answered to his lord, “I’ll raise the finest cavalry!” And ride they did, these polished men, Racing to theContinueContinue reading “Narcis the Brave”

Wodan Veld, Protector of Kepala

(or “The Liberation of Sira Zelaad”) From The Histories of the Kepalan Kingdom by Ermine Baundalier I must be able to see for a hundred miles. How does he manage to be at ease up here? thought Wodan Veld as he stood on the ramparts of Sira Kepala, his gaze falling on the hills beyondContinueContinue reading “Wodan Veld, Protector of Kepala”

Rodrigo the Rogue

Dirk had heard of a life beyond the monotonous existence in his family’s estate on the periphery of Harn’s End, but he had never lived it. He had once seen the grandeur of Sira Kepala on a merchant voyage when his father had been invited to attend the Feast of the Hunter’s Moon, but he was only a child then. He only remembered flashes of the capital’s gleaming spires and finely dressed people. They were kind and sophisticated, he recalled. Not gruff and boorish like his father, who was living proof that money couldn’t buy class, taste, or refinement. His sole source of comfort as he grew up was his mother, who was there always with a kind bit of reassurance after being scolded, or worse, ignored by his father. It was always she that gave him hope that life was not made up solely of work and toil without end.