Are you part of a guild? Have you ever wished to spy on an enemy, or assassinate a friend? Have you ever wanted to tangle up political machinations, but just haven’t had the ability? :: Well, you’re in luck. I’m an extremely talented man in the arts of impersonation. I can disguise myself as almost…

*What follows are some half faded sketches of a rose, carefully done with expensive ink. Each one is captioned with a short description, and an accompanying poem.*

*The writing is faded and the pages torn. You can only make out scattered words here and there.*

I was in my house when it happened. It started with the sound of shouts and ringing metal. Given how quiet Celestine usually was, I went out to see what the commotion was. :: When I arrived, I saw clusters of men in armor fighting at the gates. Sword rang on sword and muffled screams…

Once, long ago, there was a great man. He was a very powerful arcanist. In his youth, he traveled the world, helping others and learning of the world. He learned with the Sages, the Druids, and anyone who would teach him. He even founded the great University. :: On his travels, he learned a great…

When I gaze in rapturous admiration :: At your perfection and beauty :: And stare in wonder and longing :: At your swaying, feline grace, :: Oh, how it is better to remain silent :: Than attempt in total futility :: To describe the awe I feel :: About matters that speech is unable to…

The term “Undead” carries with it an miasma of fear and superstition. Few actually have met one, but many throw around the accusation of consortation with Iblees without real evidence or thought. Most accused are mere troublemakers or pretenders, hoping to inflate their own ego by taking on the guise of one more powerful than…

The undead are skillful in the works of summoning because of being summoned from the dead planes as part of becoming an undead. They can use this magic to summon armies of those beneath them. Creatures once living that serve Iblees (such as a zombie or skeleton), once a citizen of Aegis, become a minion…

In my various encounters with the Oren guards I have been arrested 16 times. Twice I have been very nearly executed. My crimes have ranged from entering through the docks, wearing dark robes, harassment, resisting arrest, assaulting guards, drunkeness, verbal abuse of guards, indecent exposure, general disrespect, disturbing the peace, traveling the rooftops, destroying property,…

They’re coming for me from everywhere and everyone knows me but the blood falls down my cheeks and I don’t know where to go why these conflicts circle around my head while they contemplate everything I’ve known showing my past like the leaves in a forest WHY WHY ARE THEY HERE? I know they want…