Chapter Seventeen: Characters.
Celanye : NPC female Moon Elf. Celanye is the first of the Soul Arrows of Sehanine Moonbow that Elodie meets at the City of the Dead. Dispatched by the Soul Fletcher to aid Amber against the Undead incursion, Celanye is a focused and able fighter. And, if it seems that she has spent most of... Continue Reading →
Chapter Seventeen: Warm Days, Hot Knights.
26th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), a little after eleven bells after highmoon Heart and steps light, I leave Tyr’s Temple. Passing through the outer courtyard of the Halls of Justice, I notice one of the trainee warriors with whom I had shared words of encouraging advice earlier, on my way in... Continue Reading →
Chapter Thirteen: Raising Questions.
25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (D.R. 1492) - nine bells after highsun. “Oh good. You came back.” Eliana’s voice carries only a hint of impatience but she is stalking the crypts like an irritated snow lynx. “Yes. We found the stew.” I say happily. “Well, I’ve found traces of the spell casting. I... Continue Reading →
Chapter Twelve: Characters.
Saer Ambrosius Everrest: NPC, Human male, Doomguide of Kelemvor and Keeper of the City of the Dead, Chevall in the Order of the Gauntlet. A little grim, maybe a touch overly formal, definitely sleep-deprived. But very pleasingly…devout. So refreshing to meet another knight who appreciates the proper satisfaction gained from smiting evil. And he is... Continue Reading →
Chapter Twelve: Soul Line of Defense.
25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.) - twilight. This close to New Moon night, the sky remains bereft of Sehanine Moonbow’s presence. But the stars shine out above us, steady and luminous, as we draw close to the Doomguide. The path we walk on is made up of finely crushed white stone.... Continue Reading →
Chapter Eleven: A Grave Concern.
25th Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.) - six bells after highsun. Six Bells strikes as we leave the Blackstaff’s Tower behind us. The Halls of Justice are nearby. This part of the Deep is still bathed in golden light. But, as the sun approaches the restless sea- horizon, the shadow of Mount... Continue Reading →
Chapter Five: Good Bones
23 Mirtul, Year of Three Ships Sailing (1492 D.R.), seven bells after highmoon. I wake from a dream of a Kenku, blood welling bright from a large hole in her chest. She is cawing hopelessly and she clutches onto Quen. I watch, unmoved, as she scrabbles to use my sword to stop herself from sinking... Continue Reading →
Tears of the Seldarine 