Location: Fubar, Akka, and Nektar's CauldronTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring Later that night, the moon hung like a jaundiced eye over the silent city of Fubar, but within the palace walls, Ramssee felt the invincibility of a god. Observing him through the shifting ripples of The Eye, I watched as he moved through the... Continue Reading →
5.6 The Game is Afoot
Location: Fubar and AkkaTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring Whilst I recovered from my ill-timed visit to Ramssee, the viperz' long day continued. Although exhausted, he did not return to his bed. The silk sheets and the warmth of Monnik’s embrace felt like a different life—one lived by a man who hadn't just looked into... Continue Reading →
5.5 Wicked Games
Location: FubarTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring I watched through the Eye, the gold-rimmed aperture of my scrying glass rippling like disturbed water. The King’s bedchamber looked like a tomb of velvet and stagnant air, the heavy curtains drawn tight against a world that had moved on without its master. Diked was a pathetic knot... Continue Reading →
5.4 Falling Forward
Location: FubarTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring I continued watching through The Eye - King Diked’s return to the palace was a frantic blur as he scrambled to escape the memories of his struggle with the plague that was destroying his people. Once inside his fortress, he burst through the ornate gilded doors, his lungs... Continue Reading →
5.3 The Plague Doctor
Location: FubarTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring The King Den felt like home to The Royal Steward as Ramssee sat ensconced in his favorite wingback chair taking in the smells of the chamber - old leather, woodsmoke, and the cloyingly sweet vapor of expensive liquors. It was a room designed for the quiet exercise of... Continue Reading →
5.2 The Djinn
Location: FubarTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring The winter was done, and the Royal Steward was doing his best to ensure that none of the passing season's ice wine would go to waste. Ramssee sat in the King’s Den at the palace in Fubar, the candlelight dancing off his fine crystal glass. He felt invincible.... Continue Reading →
5.1 I’m Back, Baby, I’m Back!
Location: Nektar's CauldronTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Spring The air atop the volcano that was once my home did not blow—it lacerated. Here, at the jagged crown of the world where the sky bleeds into a permanent, bruised twilight, I stood, the sulfurous updrafts catching my robes as I rejoiced in the reunion with my... Continue Reading →
4.12 The Great Parkway
Location: The Road to Skarra-BreeTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd year, Summer Are you starting to dislike poor Emcorae? As I write this Apocrypha I hope that's the case. Don't let A'H hear me saying this, but I do so love this part of the story - the tragic hero sinks deeper into despair and commits evil... Continue Reading →
4.11 Darkness Falls
Location: Pennal to OrkneyTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd Year, Summer Violence is a symphony, and as I write these lines I'm relishing Emcorae's descent into the dark side. For mortals - whose lifespans are but a breath - there is a precise moment when the soul of a man ceases to be a garden and becomes... Continue Reading →
4.10 The Hunter’s Path
Location: The Road to MonthavenTimeline: Summer How delicious it is to watch a mortal’s ambition collide with the stubborn physics of the earth. Emcorae burned with a fire that could consume a kingdom, yet he was tethered to the rhythmic, plodding gait of a mule. Every league he gained was a battle against the fraying... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 