Village Stethlan, Ches 1st (The Claw of the Sunsets), 1372 DR (The Year of Wild Magic) The two stone towers guarding the bridge that crossed the Hazur River and led into the Village Stethlan were just visible on the horizon a half mile away to the south. The quintet had put about the same distance … Continue reading Chapter Two: A Change in Plans →

An hour south of Tashluta, the Hazur river had begun to narrow somewhat to no more than 30 yards at its widest point. Indo Skulldark sat at the rear of the small fishing boat warily eyeing the ragged banks that rose steeply on either side making them easy prey for bandit archers or griffons looking … Continue reading Chapter One: Brief Introductions (cont’d) →

Belgeon Urthadar absently rubbed at the scar on his forearm as Shann Tharden outlined the impending mission to the Village Stethlan, an outpost farming village on the Hazur River, near the northern edge of the Hazur Mountains that lay southwest of Tashluta. The village’s prosperous brewery, famous throughout the region for its potent Stethlan Stout, … Continue reading Chapter One: Brief Introductions (cont’d) →

The smell of charred wood and flesh had reached his nostrils a full mile before he’d reached its source – each step closer making it impossible to not assume the worst. Corin knew the tangled, unmarked paths of the Black Jungles like he knew his own name – intimately and without effort, moving swiftly towards … Continue reading Chapter One: Brief Introductions (cont’d) →

Tashluta, Ches 1st (The Claw of the Sunsets), 1372 DR (The Year of Wild Magic) Turtle Harbor lazily slapped against the Tashlutan docks, raising a welcome mist that splashed across Shann Tharden’s tan, unlined face. Standing in front of a small warehouse building at the end of the docks, she turned east to look towards … Continue reading Chapter One: Brief Introductions →