Location: Nektar's CauldonTimeline: Sixth Age, 53rd year, Spring You're wondering what I've been up to since my last visit to Ramssee when my pawn dared to assault me with The Grim? Let me fill in the blanks for you... The sulfurous mists of Nektar’s Cauldron usually smelled like home—a comforting blend of rotten eggs, toasted... 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 →
1.1 The Hangover of a Hegemon
The sun—that bloated, blinding eye of A’H—crawled over the jagged horizon of Kra with an offensive, almost personal amount of enthusiasm. It didn't just rise; it assaulted. I winced as a stray beam of light caught the edge of a discarded silver tray, lancing through my temples like a needle of pure light worse than... Continue Reading →
5.2 Borg
Location: The Dim Wood ForestTimeline: Sixth Age, 46th Year, Late Fall I watched Kaoz scamper out of Babel, so eager to put that fetid hole behind him, so convinced he was charting his own course. How perfectly pathetic. I had him right where I wanted him. The road north from Babel, through the vast plains... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 