This is your city. A black-caped lord, you survey your domain from the rooftops with pensive, cynical eyes. They are analytical eyes. Like camera shutters, they slice and assess every footfall on t...
Calendra's Legacy begins immediately after the Cistern ends...the very same night as a matter of fact.
Garrett is restless. He stirs in his sleep. The Cylix of Jortul gleams in the gush of pre...
The spider weaves the curtains
In the palace of the King,
The mouse scurries in the wall
Where the Hammer choirs sing.
The owl calls the watches
In the mage’s silent towers,
The bat flies i...
After a nice big explosion in your livingroom, you (Garrett) have decided to rent a little room in the Stoneglyph Wharehouse to work on your tools of the trade. Stoneglyph is in a seedy part of to...
Some time has passed since Garrett sabotaged Karras's plans to destroy all life. The loss of their leader and the revealed fanaticism of their faith have caused Mechanists to fall out of favor, all...
Foreword by Purah:
"Happy Halloween, Taffers
It takes *real* knowledge of the dark arts to pull me out of obscurity these days, especially into the stark illumination of a DromEd spotlight. ...
I have been having dreams lately. Disturbing dreams. Three years ago I did a job on Christmas night at an estate called Snowever, located near a lighthouse. The job ended badly. In addition to not ...
Living in the city has become somewhat difficult since the death of
Karras. The Mechanists know who killed him and have been trying everything in
their power to kill me. But I was in the city bef...
This is your city. A black-caped lord, you survey your domain from the rooftops with pensive, cynical eyes. They are analytical eyes. Like camera shutters, they slice and assess every footfall on t...
I found a letter on my mantlepiece. It read,
'Dear Mr. Garrett,
We know about your foray into the Bonehoard some months ago. The High Priest has chosen to overlook this.
However, during ...
"Well, Mr. Garrett, I think you know what's due this Monday." With these words, my landlord greeted me again! Alright, it seems like it is about time to earn my rent...
There seems to be somethi...
I caught word that a nobleman named Lord Caldwell has been looking
for a bank to store a large amount of gold. Some well-placed inquiries
have led me to believe that the bank he settled on is t...
It's been a few months since Constantine's attack, but it seems The City is slowly
returning to normal. Unfortunately, that also means my landlord is back to
constantly reminding me about the r...
My fence claims that, after years of searching,
some eccentric old coot struck upon a way into Craggenmense,
that sunken gash in the mountains up north.
The whispers of riches from this ancient ...
This morning I'm headed to Lone Rock Outpost. The old fort has changed owners several times over the years. Originally a noble's summer estate,
it was taken over by pirates for some time before b...
The Hammerite Imperium was once a great center of learning, arts and culture. It also ruled the continent with an iron fist, bringing all nations under its dominion with conquest, plunder and slave...
An acquaintance of mine, a small time housebreaker called Halyard, was approached by a nervous character who turned out to be a high-ranking wizard at the Academy of the Trefoil Serpent, a secretiv...
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