Month: September 2020

Jade looked at Morn, whose face was serious and devoid of emotion while carrying the hefty metal block. The orc had not spoken a word since they grabbed a hold of the en-gin a few days ago, which was not unlike Morn, but Jade could not help her worry. She never really knew what was going on inside the orcs head and she wondered if things would have been different if they had been an elf, or at least, fluent in Song. Then they would have been able to share thoughts without effort. Morn and Jade had been through Hell…

Jade hadn’t been sure whether Larissa had meant it as a warning, but after a few hours of walking through the dimly lit carved pathway, she assumed that it had been. From the occasional grunt in the back, Jade understood that Morn had trouble with the small tunnel that was just barely large enough for them to pass through. Eventually the tunnel grew warmer and they hear a distant cling-clanging and a sing-song yo-ho-yo-ho’ing that was a clear indicator that they were approaching happy, working people. They stepped out of the tunnel into a well lit room crowded with what…

With the darkness came a mist that rolled over the graveyard. The three obsidian obelisks appeared to rise off the ground now that their undersides had disappeared in a thick fog that stuffed the spaces between the gravestones like cotton wool. “It is night,” said Morn, who stood up from their cross legged position and took their axe. “Indeed,” Jade dropped the stone that she had been using to sharpen her blade. “Over there,” she said and inclined her head towards three figures that stood among the gravestones. Acantha stood up, “It’s three of them, an even match.” “No,” said…

Acantha, a cup of tea in hand, stood in the smithy with Black and Decker who were working, shirtless and sweaty. The workshop was its own building, separate from the house, so that the metal hammering would not disturb the other craftlords. It was hot in the room, which was only partially because of the blazing forge that took up ample space in the room. The walls were lined with tools, some of which Acantha had no idea what they could be used for. One of them she recognized from when Morn had retrieved it back when Decker had been…