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Murmur. Almost as though she was whispering it in his ear, Heath held his ground against the surge of memories. Murmur.  His mind raced, trying to convince himself it wasn’t her, it couldn’t be her. But it made too much sense. Living in a disguise. Vanishing into the night without a trace. Murdering Miguel. MakingContinue reading “Chapter 19: Undying Vengeance”

Heath rode for two days. The strange sense that came to him in the wilderness lingered at the back of his mind, mingling with the darkness that plagued his dreams, but was still somehow separate. Something had happened, or was on the cusp of happening, in Aleria. Nothing more than that was clear from theContinue reading “Chapter 18: What Happened at Casimir Manor”

The nightmares began two days after returning from Valenwood. The first night back in Aleria, Heath’s dreams were veiled with shadows.  He was in darkness, deep and layered like shadows in water. Figures cloaked in darkness moved through the void, waiting and watching. Even as he couldn’t see them, he still saw them. Knew theyContinue reading “Chapter 17: Echoes of War”

For a heartbeat, the battlefield stood still. Heath felt his breath freeze as a swirl of emotions tumbled in his chest. Nambu stood tall in his blackened armor, helmet discarded to the side, his hand still raised in the air. Looking down from the height of the sloping road, the ranger could see everything inContinue reading “Chapter 16: The Bloodbeast”

Heath woke with a headache and his mood was already dark. The morning light carved through the musty chamber, and he pulled himself upright with a groan. His knee still ached from dropping from the rooftop two nights past, and his ribs still hadn’t healed completely from the fight with the giants. He gathered hisContinue reading “Chapter 15: The Defense of Valenwood”

From the upper room of the Black Crow Tavern, Heath stared at the ceiling from his bed. Sleep would not be coming easily that night, and as his eyes studied the twisted patterns in the wood above him, his thoughts drifted to a memory he had hoped to have left in the past.  8 yearsContinue reading “Chapter 14: The Warden”

Mars closed the heavy double doors of the great hall with a resounding thud. Heath walked the length of the room, standing facing the fireplace. The others gathered around him, but Heath kept his face on the slowly dying embers. Kriv’s raspy voice cut through the silence.  “You want to explain what just happened?” TheContinue reading “Chapter 13: Memory”

As the light of the dawn slowly illuminated the horizon, Heath stirred himself from his stoic vigilance. After the Heroes for Hire left with the City Watch and their prisoner, the night was dark, quiet, and thankfully uneventful. The members of Guild #237 had each held their own silence, but they gathered at the frontContinue reading “Chapter 11: A Return to Hillhold”

It was two days after Victra joined the mercenaries of Guild #237 that their next contract came in. Cassian brought it to the group himself, coming from an old military friend of his who ran security in Aleria, working with different groups and guilds that were composed of former soldiers after the War for Vengeance.Continue reading “Chapter 10: A Deeper Conspiracy”