Requiem Shard

’It is the opinion of the Aequitatis Custodes…’ Ink stained the parchment with each abrasive stroke of the quill’s point. Nearby, a half-dozen candles cast the Torian in warm banners of flickering orange-red light. Shadows played at the very edge of the Chapter’s librarium – no, this place was not ...

The Crucible [/uo] Theme It was carnage as far as the eye could see -- which was not far, on account of the tendrils of black smoke billowing from stacks of charred wood. Bodies lay, in various states of incineration, smoldering among the ruins of the pit. In truth, had it not been for the stench o...

The Flame [/uo] Theme There's a small place well to the north of the former Legion fortress of Praesidium, a quiet trading post nestled alongside a meandering waterway. Quieter now, it would seem, after the Inquisition had finished with it. Further to the north, an outpost that had once belonged to...

Cal perched himself quietly upon the watchtower looking over the ruins of Briar's Hollow, the bow Raven's Talon and several dozen black-fletched arrows within reach. In truth, he preferred the night's watch; it felt as though he made a difference in the lives of those back home. His thoughts were n...

"As Eden teeters on the brink, you have seen the Ill, emerging from long-forgotten holes." Niamh spoke the words he dreaded to hear -- that the congregants needed to hear. And, as the Chaplain's voice reverberated across the vaulted ceiling of the cathedral, Caius could feel the familiar ...

”Adherent… you will comply.” The voice, a distant memory, seemed as real as the whispering prayers of nearby parishioners. It was a day like any other – where the aging Decusian had sought sanctuary within the Cathedral. His head remained bowed, brilliant blues fixated upon some space just above th...

Thorn rested idly within the young man’s loose grip. The taper of her sleek form glistening with the brackish vitality of the beast lain out before him. It was yet another notch earned – though, not one he cared for. You see, Tenebrae, he was told, was once a beautiful and vibrant forest. Her tower...

"Your vigil ends..." Caius leaned forward, his eyes upon the crackling embers contained within the shallow cast-iron bowl. The blackened wood was fractured in places, exposing small glowing segments to the darkness of the cave. He was, perhaps, the last surviving member of the Chapter now...

Silence, Part I [/b] "Reptentence is the first step, Mason. Those who fail in Faith, will fail in all things. Go then... and consider how you may Repent. " And, go he would, straight out the front gates of Fort Praesidium. Fumbling with the reigns of the horse bequeathed to him by the hor...

Ouroboros [/uo] Theme Fort Praesidium was an empty shell -- a pale shadow of its former glory. At one time, the great stone walls had garrisoned a respectable force of Templar and Legionnaires. But, that was a long time ago, long before the fall of the nearby monastery. Now, it served as a refuge f...