5/2/2019 The story of Rising Tide continues and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, The Call to Valor. By EM Malachi The flawless stone was inlaid with a gold sword. Sir Simon watched as the builders adjusted the central marble feature of the new shrine. “The Shrine of Valor will be difficult to maintain and protect here. I wonder why you didn’t build it on the Isle of Deeds. The knights of Serpent’s Hold would have stood vigil over it at all times.” The young king shook his head. “While I appreciate the chivalry of the Order of […]

4/16/2019 As the story  of Rising Tide continues and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, Sea of Tears Sea of Tears By EM Malachi In the large iron-girded aquarium, the nixie in chains sang to herself. The song started as a wordless child’s melody of warm seas, full of wonder and beauty. It became a dirge as the song spoke of her capture and years of captivity. The final verse rose into a defiant ballad of escape. Her voice channeled the magic around her, fighting the manacles holding her. The iron resisted, glowing red and burning against the bracelets of […]

4/1/2019 As the story  of Rising Tide continues and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, Treasure Island. By EM Malachi Treasure Island The damp air on the ship had brought out the mildewed smell of Rankin’s spellbooks. The mage struggled to cram the last tome into his pack. He eventually gave up and removed some clothes to make room. As he dragged the heavy bag to the rowboat, Rankin looked at the others who were preparing to go ashore. Two porters were doing inventory of cured meats and hardtack for the expedition. A bulky gargoyle named Forskis was staring up […]

3/18/2019 The story continues in the lead up to Rising Tide and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, No Quarter. By EM Malachi The mage had surrounded himself with the maps. Some were ancient parchment, their mistakes and ignorance covered with drawings of dragons and drakes. Others were current shipping routes, still bearing the wax seal of Vesper Customs. The rest were faded or moldy sketches done by pirate captains over the years. Rankin frowned. “What am I supposed to be seeing?” “A new kingdom,” replied Hook, as he sharpened a knife. Rankin traced a circle around Buccaneer’s Den on […]

3/1/2019 The story continues in the lead up to Rising Tide and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, The Guild. By EM Malachi “Do you think Young Budo is dead?” Lord Dalgrin looked down his nose at the balding man wearing only worn breeches who had asked the question. The gentleman pirate normally wouldn’t waste his time speaking to such riffraff, but these were interesting times. He reached into a silk coin purse bearing the heraldry of his disgraced house and pulled out a few gold coins. He bought another round of drinks for those at the Pirate’s Plunder and […]

2/15/2019 The story continues in the lead up to Rising Tide and we invite you to sit back and enjoy, Lost Hope. By EM Malachi Many years ago… The rowboat leaked. With soggy boots, Lassorn spent each trip out to the anchored HMS Cape bailing water. They had drawn straws to see who would have to make the slog, and Lassorn now had to make eight trips across Lost Hope Bay to Minoc and back to the ship. If the sailor’s orders hadn’t been specific, Lassorn might have been able to deliver the cargo in fewer circuits, but the contents of the crates […]

2/5/2019 As we approach the release of Rising Tide we invite you to sit back and enjoy the introductory tale of, The Rune Carver. By EM Malachi Julia set two cups of tea on the small table and pulled a second stool over from her workbench. The tinker’s calloused hands brushed a few springs and gears off the table into her apron. She smiled at her friend as she heaped sugar into her cup. Mariah sipped at her own tea and looked around the room. It was far less cluttered than the mage remembered it, with only a lone stopped […]

12/14/2018 Greetings, We are pleased to release the next installment in the puzzling series of stories on the mysterious origins of Krampus, The Farmer’s Goat.

10/8/2018 To shepherd in the Treasures of Khaldun we have a series of short pieces of fiction to supplement the events in-game.  We present the next installment, The Oldest One By EM Malachi When Mordea had yet again recounted the Line of Blood that granted her primacy over Tempestry, the Master Sorcerer Malchir threatened to brand her with his fire magic. Even stranded far from their world of Pagan, the Sorcerers and Tempests were bitter rivals. Both cult leaders wanted to strike again at Britannia, but neither wished to cede authority. Lothian ignored them all. The blind necromancer ran her […]

10/1/2018 To shepherd in the Treasures of Khaldun we have a series of short pieces of fiction to supplement the events in-game.  We present the next installment, Seven Deaths By EM Malachi The bone fingers wrapped around a stone and began scratching the words again onto the crypt walls. The skeleton did not see the blasphemy it was writing. The Sun had never touched the dark tunnels, and the skeleton’s eyes had long ago decayed to dust. It didn’t matter. The story itself was part of the spell that kept it moving, and it would continue to etch the words […]