The story of the Citadel of Rosepetals begins in 1124. The armistice between the Diamond Isle and the Perfected Empire’s alliance meant that the Prefect of that era – Cenno III, seventh of the line – could concentrate on the … Continue reading →
Magic can be worse than useless. The young would-be assassin loads herself down with spells of sneaking, spells of protection, spells of detection, and spells of protection from detection. She enters an arms race, an escalation with no clear path … Continue reading →
No, I don’t care. I don’t care. No. Forget it, it’s over. It’s done with. This is how it’s going to be, you can’t change that, you may as well live with it. Let me say first and clearly: I … Continue reading →
“I was a child during the Spice Wars. I didn’t understand what was happening: one day I was in school, learning arithmetic, and the next seven red monsters fell from the sky and spit lightning and steam and killed half … Continue reading →
From the Collected Student Lectures of the Academy of Recognized Truth: Attend me now, O runemother. Hear my plea, and grant me the words to convey meaning and force learning into the ears of these lazy pupils. To begin with, … Continue reading →
The Eighth of Firstmonth, 1107 Captain Ba-Rennel, We must categorically deny your requests for additional manpower, magical aid, or increased funding. Having reviewed the reports submitted by your office and the office of Colonel Li-Angram, it is the position of … Continue reading →
While in many of the Mother Countries, the population may be naturally divided into three groups (giants at the top, sibeccai at the bottom, and everyone else in the middle), in the small nation of Rrerrshbarr the tables are if … Continue reading →
In the city of Ka-Rone, capital of the Diamond Isle, sit more than twenty accredited institutions devoted to the instruction of young giants (and to a lesser extent, the other and lesser races) in the art of magic. These colleges … Continue reading →
