Salithius The Necromancer

I wake in a different world than when I went to bed. The adrenaline is gone, and a dull pain has settled in. The little hope I had for my father has been replaced with mourning. I managed to grab his rings and his dagger, reminders of the man he was before being turned into […]

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Squid Heads

Mari’s cabin: 4pm. We are sitting quietly in Mari’s cabin as the sun lowers and late afternoon turns into evening. It seems a peaceful quiet, like from before this time of Gaia’s pain. It’s the first time in days that it hasn’t felt like horror. Sigrid takes this respite as an opportunity to make Mari’s […]

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Fear and Hope

I have come to know fear. It is at once a crippling yoke and an incredible sense of freedom. Fear is the ever present gnawing in the back of your mind that you won’t be through this, that everything is lost. And fear is also clarity: a vivid picture of forward progress where choices are […]

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A Very Close Call

They destroyed the creatures that killed my family. They lit the house on fire and burned all the evil things wearing my family’s bodies. The monsters things killed my family, and then my companions killed the creatures that took my family from me. We run past the Egersund farm, past the Reitan farm, and Hans’ […]

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The Unliving

Temple of Helga, 4:30 pm Brother Hami issues orders for the alarm to be struck immediately. I didn’t have to convince him; the terror in my eyes did that for me. As soon as I hear the Bell of Helga’s call, I strike out for the western gate. How long will it take for the townsfolk […]

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Walking Nightmares

I have never been one to write a journal; I never had reason to, until now. With what has happened, a journal seems essential. Everything has changed, and documenting these events may be important later on, when we have to look at the consequences of our actions. This is the third time I’ve tried to […]

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An Outing To Remember

I wake up in Kristen’s room at Ragnar’s Pub. She’s not there – most likely downstairs, getting food ready for the breakfast crowd and cleaning up from the previous night of pub-goers and fight fans. I get dressed, go downstairs to say hi to Kristen in the kitchen, who whips me up a quick omelette. I […]

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Internal Conflict

I should be occupied with planning the upcoming task Brother Hami tasked me with, but I cannot stop thinking about fights scheduled for tonight. Or, more accurately, my interaction in them. I’ve brought this dilemma to elder’s before, and their response is always “what do you think?” What do I think? I’m conflicted. I’ve been […]

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