The Ashen Crown

With every step he climbed, Jashtan wondered if this was the one that had killed his father. The glint of the setting sun off stone revealed an almost reddish cast to one of the polished blocks, while flecks of quartz gleamed in another. Was the crumbling edge of the next the very place where the…

The Sworn

A shrill whistle pierced the din of commerce in the market square; one of them had been discovered. Though the others had not been able to reach the town watch’s garrison yet, they were close enough. Fhar could see a few of his Sworn brothers through a cluster of stalls, wrapped in the same pale…