23 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), close to highmoon. The Tower of Sehanine Moonbow is at its most bewitching during the nighttime hours. It glows under starlight as if the Moon Goddess were infusing her living light into its very walls. It shimmers with the myriad silver lanterns that are borne aloft... Continue Reading →
Chapter One: First Meetings
22 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), highsun. The man I face across the bar is dangerous. I know this. I know that he is an experienced, ruthless, and deadly fighter. His small build and his slightly hunched posture as he carefully wipes down the counter with a soft cloth do nothing to... Continue Reading →