I slept well. Very well in the warm, and comfortable bed. Can’t believe it has been almost an entire season since we left Felk Bay. My resources are now running low – many of my more useful spells require special grasses, furs, and others. My research into new … Read the rest
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Winters End – Session 015 – Kalista’s Journal
Day 81
A blizzard hit today. Fierce and cold. Luckily we had found decent shelter, still we had to burn twice our normal wood. Fel showed me an entry from his Uncle’s Journal – It read something like this:
My visions come and go now, but still I focus on … Read the rest
Winters End – S014 – Kalista’s Journal
We had bound all the prisoners and took weapons and gear from them. Like the other group of St Fergus we encountered in the Iron Tower, this group was well equipped.
One of the blinded soldiers begged for mercy “ I know a Cardinal.. he will pay … Read the rest
Winters End – S010 – Kallista’s Journal
Day 73
Morning. We awake feeling more refreshed after fleeing the tower the first time. The wounded Fel was healed up, and we had a warm nights rest in the stables – the walls, though thinning, provided adequate protection still against the weather.
Almost an entire season, I thought to … Read the rest
Winters End – Journal Entry – Session 9 – 03032012
Day 57
The thoughts of the invasion weigh heavily on my mind, but I try and not think about it. I try not think of what may have happened to my mumma and pappa. They were aging, and any form of violence in the village – any violence against them … Read the rest
Winters End – Journal Entry – Session 8 – 26022012
Day 53 – Mid Winter
I think it is still the same day that we arrived in Dwarf Town and got arrested. I cried. I cried. I screamed. I swore to the Saint that I would Convert.
My cries fell on deaf ears. I was cold, hungry and tired. I … Read the rest
Kalista–Tormented Mind
In an ocean of tears I see pools of possibilities. Endless, never ending whirlpools and in each ripple another possible destiny.
I concentrate and try and pick one, as the waters slip through my fingers I see in it my reflection.
Gallows already build. Weathered … Read the rest
Winters End – Session 7 – 18022012
Session opens with the realisation that Felghanis has told Pestrito the Scour of St Fergus EVERYTHING.
Day 51
It’s morning. I could not sleep much last night, the worry and the fear of what a Scour may do to us now is almost too much. In the morning, it is … Read the rest