A month had passed since the city, Drubain, was consumed by the raging fires of Sulfuryon. Besides the orphans, there were few citizens...

Black ash fell like snow within Drubain. The fires that consumed the city in a raging inferno seemed to burn hotter and wilder in the...

The sound of steel on steel rang through the courtyard. Luren’s body stung from the countless cuts and stab wounds decorating his figure....

Disbelief washed over Luren like cold water. Trains of carts entering and leaving the city took up most of the road leading into Drubain....

Kurst’s head hung heavy with exhaustion as he examined the mundane documents laid across his desk. Food distribution, useless information...

The soupy road splattered with every one of Kurst’s footfalls. Kurst and his companions wore dark green cloaks that covered their armor...

Kurst held his own gaze in his mirror. Saint Maurain, give me the strength to purge the corruption within me. The lash struck the sweaty,...

Nearly a month had passed since Luren was driven from Fenwall. He had ridden hard to put as much distance between him and the town and...

The smell of venison stew filled the little forest cabin. The last wisps of sunlight crept through the lone window and warmed Luren’s...