Finally Finding My Rose
It only took me 5+ years in the group, but I finally found my rose, and I think it’s going to make all the difference.
Miren
Onward
Elydrie rose to her feet, now dubbed a Swordsman of the Order of the Rose. As the company cheered, Elydrie smiled as she saw the faces of many loved ones. She had found a place in her heart for each one of the Terrasylvans. They were her family. Elydrie’s smile faded as she realised she would soon be leaving them.
Shay’s Timeline, Part 3, Conclusion: Returning
As we neared the ruins of the ancient castle near to the Heart of Woodland I breathed in the scent of the trees. I felt the canopy filtered sunlight playing across my skin. I could hear the flow of water and the sounds of all the wild things that live in the hidden depths of the forest. The air tasted of blossoms and honey. There really is no place so lovely as Woodland in the spring.
Blackkoven’s Captain, Part 8: Interview with a Captain
Kane stopped his pacing, and turned to look directly at Shay. He fished something from a hidden pocket up his sleeve. “We found only this.” Kane said holding out the key that Shay had released Westmont with.
A Tale of Inkom
Inkom is a land well-known in Terrasylvae for its savage people. Anyone who goes to Inkom is presumed to be lost forever, and will NOT be rescued. So why did Miren & Shay decide to go?
Karinith’s Backstory
Karinith Grier, if you leave this place without trying an adventure, I’ll never forgive you.
Her own thoughts startled her, but they were right. Home was always waiting for her, home would always be there.
But an adventure waits for no one. They were just as restless as she was.
Blackkoven’s Captain Part 3: Fire
Shay could clearly see everything. Everything. That was wrong. It couldn’t have been more than midnight, and it was a new moon out. It should have been dark as the deepest sea. She looked down at the blade of her sword. A glowing, flickering orange, reflected back.
Blackkoven’s Captain Part 2: Essence is in the Details
“The real and invariable nature of a thing is comprised of little details. The more closely you can observe and define something, the better you will understand it.”
The First Encounter
We arrived midday at the Order Garrison. A grumpy young man, who I could only assume was the garrison secretary, was tossing excess papers around his desk.