1. Iola

    Private Rivers of Practice and Patience

    The sound of water coursing could be heard by all who would pass through the path not too far from it. They would also hear the splashing of the water in a rather unusual way, like it was hitting dry rocks or trees that weren't in the water, accompanied by the frustrated growls of a female. With...
  2. Syr Montbank

    Private Grounded to Correctness

    The winds were dead, still, unhelpful and unco-operative. Layers stilled expanse, of nothing helpful that had no feeling or gesture to it, fit for exhausting by having to do everything for your own power. No lifting hand of luft to raise you to a vantage, to pivot within and know where you...
  3. Petra Darthinian

    Dare Dust and Thunder

    The air was thick with the smell of baked sand and sweat. Sunlight streaked through the large pines that stood guard around the monastery’s training yard in long, golden bars. Dust motes danced like slow-burning embers in the stillness, broken only by the whisper and thud of Petra’s bare feet...
  4. Dal

    Open Laying Foundations

    Life in the Monastery of the Anathaeum sworn was oft about preparation. Preparation of blades to meet the steel of others. Preparation of food to fill the stomach of the dutiful. Preparation of squires to meet another request greater gladly. Stacking the odds in the favour of the cause, mindful...
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