Location: Somewhere in the middle of the N'or Easter, OrkneyTimeline: Sixth Age, 52nd year, Winter Brega had done the impossible - somehow he'd located his lost brother in the middle of a raging blizzard. He'd found him barely alive, and tried to keep the candle of Barkla's life from being snuffed out completely but forcing... Continue Reading →
2.11 The Long and Winding Road
Location: On the Road to OrkneyTimeline: Sixth Age, 52 Year, Late Summer to Early Winter To the Amorosi of Arbola Forest, "home" was a living, breathing entity—a symphony of sap and song that stretched back to the roots of the world. But for the Drokka, home was perhaps always a ghost. Given the troubling history... Continue Reading →
2.5 The Dread
Part II - The AmorosiChapter 4 - The DreadLocation: Arbola ForestTimeline: Sixth Age, 45th Year, Spring The most fascinating thing about mortals is their complete and utter predictability. They flail about in a world I so carefully crafted for them, and when they encounter a little suffering, a touch of chaos, they call it "dread."... Continue Reading →
18.3 For Thee, O Drokka
Part XVIII: The Darkest DayChapter 3: For Thee, O DrokkaTimeline: AO 326 Ah, mortals—so tender, so fragile. How easily they cling to love, thinking it will save them. Hacktor Derkillez and his twin sister Hecla are no different. Even now, as I watched them through the thin veil separating my realm from theirs, they held... 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 →
17.1 – Hacktor’s Return
Part XVII: The Long Dark Tea Time of the SoulChapter 1: Hacktor's ReturnTimeline: AO 323 With the help of the goddess Kalypzo (or at least my version of her) Hacktor and a small band of survivors were safe inside Oz. But now they were trapped, with an unknown force of myz and goblins still presumably... Continue Reading →
16.9 Oh, Babelon
Part XVI: The Golden OneChapter 9: Oh, BabelonTimeline: AO 310 The midday sun hung like a dull eye above the city of Babel, casting its harsh light on the square where another execution was to take place. The citizens had gathered in silence, a sea of watchful eyes and worried faces. The tension in the... Continue Reading →
15.11 – The Miracle of Kalypzo
Part XV: The Coming of the MyzChapter 11: The Miracle of KalypzoTimeline: AO 323 I'd been weaving the fates with The Eye throughout Hacktor's battles against Gwar's minions - helping his forces win The Battle of Gor while killing Sizor, then giving them relatively safe passage to reach Oz and ensuring Heraclez would still be... Continue Reading →
15.10 Uruk’s Revenge
Part XV: The Coming of the MyzChapter 10 - Uruk's RevengeTimeline AO 323 The commanders of Hacktor's cavalry quickly organized their troops into battle formations – this was done under the cover of the hills that separated them from the view of their enemy that was sacking Oz. As the riders waited, the tension was... Continue Reading →
15.9 The Flight to Oz
Part XV: The Coming of The MyzChapter 9: The Flight to OzTimeline: A0323 Weeks later, after driving all the way to wastes of Antarez Ford again, Hacktor and his generals were gathered around the war table in the king's tent, the flickering light of the oil lamps casting long shadows on the worn map of... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 