Category: The Calamity

The four left the outpost behind late into the morning. They’d made a breakfast of the supplies that were left, doused the fire and mounted their horses. Blaze was very excited to move, having enjoyed both the sleeping that night and the treats. There were a lot of apples that had been stocked specifically for […]

When the large outpost appeared in front of them, it was nightfall. It was a simple outpost. Wooden walls all around the compound and a small outlook tower against one of the walls. There wasn’t any light or smoke coming from within it so no one was occupying it at the moment.

When the sun rose, they were all awake. Promising an entire horde of ghost that you would leave at sun rise was not something you broke. So they were awake, cleaning up behind themselves. Rolling up the blankets, cleaning what little food they ate and bringing the horse together.

A tap went on his shoulder and Vincent startled from the ground. Scrambling suddenly, he was looking at Alistair. His eyes were barely open and his face showed his exhaustion. Vincent figured he’d been face practicing throughout his watch. “Alright kid. Go get some sleep. I’ve got it.”

Vincent knew that men had a loose tongue for some very specific reasons. When they saw a pretty woman or man, even better if they got in their bed, or when they’ve had a few drinks down their gullet. That was what Vincent was trying to enforce when he brought the fourth round of drinks […]

Vincent walked through the door, closing it gently behind him. He had a bottle of sloshing dark liquid and two small glasses between his fingers. He looked exhausted and each step he took was slow and a drag. He contemplated just turning and fall on one of the beds that was there but he made […]

The twins had been in the City for only a short time but the promise of a new journey was already enticing to Alison. Alison floated across the ground a bright smile on her face while her brother trailed behind her with an uneasy frown.

The Free City was more than Morrigan had thought it would be. But also, less in many ways. It was a true city on the outside, a stone wall keeping them out. On the inside though it was entirely different. It was like an arrangement of tents. But more than that. Some homes made of […]

“So how old are you two kids?”

After the raid, they took what they could. Crates that weren’t broken, stained with ash or blood and actually valuable. Most of the silks managed to be safe, there was some raw steel and even food. When asked where all of these supplies were going none of the carriage drivers would say.