Dear Lady Bernhard.
The tenth annual meeting of our small society is at hand, and as usual, I will be acting as the host. I have fully stocked the pantry and prepared for your arrival to the best...
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...
You are a part of a bigger picture; you've been caught in a trap, but it wasn't intended for you. Will you look out for yourself, or save someone who needs your help?
King's palace is a good place...
I am Pavlovscat. Until now, my role has been behind the scenes doing research and keeping The Circle’s copious files organized and accessible. This is my closest involvement thus far with a live mi...
Things could potentially get messy tonight. I was on my way back home when some tough boys ambushed me. They weren't looking for money or anything, they just wanted to kill me right there in the st...
Arkford. A six days' march northeast of the City; far enough for me to keep a low profile. The events in and underneath Farrington Manor compelled me to leave my usual field of activity for a while...
I was contacted by a man named Grimworth, a dealer in antiques, who offered me an interesting proposal:
Lord Robert Farrington, eccentric collector and well-known sympathizer of the Hammerites, ...
§ Forward §
Greetings, SlyFoxx here.
I've just returned from a long night's work and I've got to say my feet are sore.
I've stolen from gods, nobles, vagabonds and thieves.
I've travelled...
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...
It's not too often that I venture outside of The City, but tonight's job was just too tempting of an opportunity to pass up. I received a lucrative offer to travel to the city of Bohn to steal a pr...