Lore, Sagas


There is truth beyond the realms of folk. Beyond a group structured and ordered in a way that makes sense only to them. To where answers need not be given, and strength often left open to interpretation. Truth is not where others operate and seek their own version of order. It is there beyond. Continue reading “Beyond.”

Lore, Sagas

A stalking fox.

Of the many things in the world to which one should be made aware, there are some, rare and half forgotten which should never fade from memory. They live and linger near and far from folk of every walk of life regardless of whose banner their land falls under. Only the Sages know for certain, but outside them it is almost lost to the noise of new importance. Until trials and tribulation come as can be seen in the land of Roves. Continue reading “A stalking fox.”

Lore, Sagas

The remembering air.

On the wind it whispers, those messages and words of the past. Some heard and others for all the world forgotten, but riding upon the winds none the less. Though earth and water might be known as that which remembers, holding bones and that which others might try to hide, it is the wind and air which knows and remembers for those who know how to hear. Continue reading “The remembering air.”