From the diary of Casimir ab Azadar, Novembris of the Year 359 in the Lord’s Cycle   Oddly enough I feel… home, here, surrounded by the smell of shit and camp fire. The Hillfolk have no idea who I am, though there was initial suspicion about my clothing and my familiarity with their mannerisms. Mostly, […]

“What does it take to be truly righteous? Or for that matter, truly cruel? Are they really such inseparable things? Surely Dav did cruel, and oft-times evil things for the good of the Kingdom. The Thirty Days War could have been handled diplomatically, with open palms instead of clenched fists. Money could have exchanged hands, […]