After the previous two updates this month being selected by my patrons, this third one is all up to me and I've been aiming to finish up this arc for a little while. With that, we return to the setting of Scars. The source of the corruption within the local farmland has been located and… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 11
After five chapters, we've finally gotten to the confrontation between our hardy band of adventurers mercenaries and the Osel family, who've been up to some shenanigans of their own. Kidnapping, murder, cannibalism - you know, the kind of things you'd expect from farmers. ...if they were insane. Or they've had one drink too many. In… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 10
“We should be at the Osel farm before lunch.” Letha nodded. “Good.” She wanted to get there, finish the investigation and find someplace safe to spend the night. Away from the Dead Lands and even farther from things like Linny Kater. Or at least, whatever had once been a young woman named Linny Kater. “I hope we find something useful.” “We probably will,” Justir answered her. “Is that optimism or instinct talking?” “Pessimism,” the former paladin replied. “And instinct.”
We're returning once more to the world of Scars, wherein our adventurers four, ostensibly trying to get a bit of shut-eye before continuing their task of searching out the cause of disappearances seem to have stumbled upon that cause. Or rather, it's found them, and gotten egress to the house in which 3 of the… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 8
“How dare you cry. How dare you grieve. You have watched but a handful of mortal lives end this day. I have walked the centuries and seen thousands fall. How dare you compare your transitory, fleeting life to mine and all the horrors that I have seen.” - Coldblood general Songbird to her captives after the siege of Temple Thresh
You know, there are usually some pretty simple jobs mercenaries can get. Roughing up townies for their clients is one of them. Another is patting the heads of bumpkins who swear up and down that Something Sinister is going on. You go out, you drink a little, you find the ruffian, wild animal or dumbass… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 7
“Death begins the cycle and death ends it. Everyone who fights the undead knows this at some level. If you fall, you become another soldier in their Hosts. Only the final death of the necromancer and his minions will stop them. It is not a conflict over territory or resources; it is a war of survival. Ours.” - Tactical-Professor Jhim Singh
With the first update of the month, we're back to the world of Scars. Our mercenary quartet are experiencing some downtime while they wait for their payment for dealing with the Ripper of Allona, but it seems like they won't be idle for long as a new client has a task for them. There are… Continue reading Scars, Chapter 6.
“Kill maim and burn! Kill, maim and burn you dogs – are you women or Windfangs? Kill them all and burn their precious city to the ground! No surrenders, no mercy! We win or we die!” - chieftain Urias Krell of the Northman Windfang tribe before the attack on the Dynasty trading post Sallowbrook.
“Death is not the end. It is only the beginning. You fear the darkness that lays beyond. I have swam within it, drunk on its infinite cold. I have charted the paths of the dead. You fear me for what I know; I despise you for what you don’t.” - Necromancer Hectal Lahmia, ‘Cryptwaker’.