Part XVIII: The Darkest DayChapter 4: It's a Trap!Timeline: AO 326 The sun hung low in the sky of The World Above as it cast long shadows across the weary landscape. Dust clung to the air, kicked up by the thousands of war ponies and the boots of the Drokka infantry as their army marched... Continue Reading →
17.7 What More?
Part XVII: The Long Dark Tea Time of the SoulChapter 7: What More?Timeline: AO 326 Two more years passed and when I checked in on Hacktor again he was back in Kel-de-Kaba - sitting in the war chamber and squabbling again with his generals - still looking for answers. These mortals always struggled as weight... Continue Reading →
17.4 Through Kel-de-Kaba
Part XVII: The Long Dark Tea Time of the SoulChapter 4: Through Kel-de-KabaTimeline: AO 323 The Drokka Byways, a series of ancient roads cut into the very bones of the earth, wound their way south like the veins of some great, forgotten beast. Hacktor rode ahead on his favorite war pony, a fierce beast named... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 