By EM Malachi The dead whispered, and Shamino listened. The murmurs belonged to those Shamino Salle’ Dacil had known over the long years – family, friends, soldiers he had sent into battle, and his beloved Beatrix. With the grief renewed after the centuries, he had spent a time wandering the wilds. Then he had returned to Skara Brae to find a way to serve, to bury his pain in work. Now he was standing vigil on Iver’s Rounding to watch over the Well of Souls. While mages would have explained the Well of Souls with talk of leylines and arcane […]

By EM Malachi Fog rolled over the bridges and islands of Vesper, cloaking the canal-city in grey. San-Lem shivered and walked faster, so she wouldn’t be left behind by those she had accompanied to the human city. Her employer, Aurvidlem, had requested that his entourage follow human custom and walk from place to place. Now, with such poor visibility, San-Lem was thankful for this rule. Being the personal healer to a merchant who had grown rich from trade between Ter Mur and Britannia was not what San-Lem had expected from her life. Still, it was better than struggling in the […]

Research Notes These notes are contained in the pile of books, and individual books seen here: The power of Theurgy is one granted by the Titan Stratos, this much I have learned from my studies of Pagan magics. What interests me most, however, is the recent events in the City of Minoc. It would seem that whilst digging there a group of miners uncovered what few have seen, but many are calling a most peculiar artifact! I can only guess they miners have located a hidden focus of Theurgy. Alas, without intervention I fear the miners may be trapped long […]

These books are found in the drawer of the small table at the entrance to Mythran’s home Updated History of Pagan Vol I Ages ago, in what is called First Epoch, there was considerably more land upon which humanity could walk. The Zealans, forebears to the Pagans, worshipped three who ruled the emotions. Amoras, beautiful and spirited, was the goddess of love and joy. Her counterpart was angry Odion, ruler of war, hate, and grief. Between them stood Apathas, he who controlled indifference, representing both the balance and absence of his two comrades. According to legend, these three gods and […]

Note: Spoiler alert, this page is almost, though not quite, a walk through. The Town Crier, issue III Today you would be wise to speak to the city herald before purchasing the paper. The news is unsettling, Murder in Moonglow?   As suggested when you open the newspaper, head off to the Marsh Hall, the only tavern in Vesper. There appear to be three people there you could talk to Xanthe The Baroness, Spenser the Merchant and Norris the Guard They don’t seem to be much help, but just as you finish speaking to them a tiny voice whispers in […]

By EM Malachi Over two years ago… From the top of the plateau, an old man looked down at the ruins of his world. A small herd of sickly Torax lizards wandered among the crumbling stones of fallen Morgaelin, watched by a lone shepherd. Though midway through the day, the dim star in the sky gave very little light. Seeing nothing of interest, Mythran muttered to himself and started to limp back to his shack. At the small hut, the mage traced a rune of entry and pushed the worn door inward. Mythran stepped around various mystical traps in the […]

By EM Malachi Heigel looked around nervously. Suddenly, a window exploded outward, and a smoking rune landed at his feet. The mage shook his head and knocked on the door. When the frustrated mutterings on the other side didn’t acknowledge him, he entered the house. The room was cluttered with books, runes, and random artifacts piled against the walls. The table was covered with dirty dishes and highly toxic reagents. A disheveled mage in blue robes stood at the center of a pentagram. Gilforn didn’t seem to notice him, so Heigel waved at the other mage. Gilforn smiled at him […]