Emmeline, after some thought, decided to go to the Vale alone on a night that kept the Baron busy with court business. She told him what she wanted to do, and of course he pointed out it was too dangerous
Sevé Did a Bad Thing
The night of the visit to the Vale, Sevé, who had been out of sight out of mind for Emmeline, appeared. She looked despondent and went to a branch of a nearby tree and sat with a ‘hrumpf’. “Sevé?” Emmeline
Reuniting with Mara
At sunset, Emmeline, now certain Mara was back, found a lonely balcony and took a seat on the railing. Although a little precarious, and certainly a little windy, the cold didn’t bother her. She closed her eyes a moment and
Rivanon and the Witch
A week after the party returned to Uzec, Emmeline encountered Rivanon working at a desk, going through papers, messages, and more. As usual, Rivanon noticed Emmeline’s approach. “I’m sorry my friend. I’ve been very busy with tasks my father has
The Baron
Patrols led by Captain du Triel, his daughter and others had departed to reconnoiter what happened to the goblins and their allies. Silverleaf had gone north, and Sir Etienne named provisional commander of the Calder Keep. In that time Elemix,
The War Council
Night was upon the Keep. Lady Rivanon d’Uzec summoned what remained of the Baron’s senior leadership and invited the party as guests. Standing around a stone table was Lady d’Uzec, Sir Etienne of Calder Keep, Sir Brann of Uzec, Lord
Song of a Baron; Requiem for Roland
Every movement was pain, but Emmeline felt it as a distant nagging, a warning that each step she took, more of her life blood spattered on the stony ground beneath the gates of Calder Keep. She knew that Renee and
On the Way to Cerisey
That morning was cold. Even colder than before. With wounded coming in that morning from Calder Keep, Typhon Né begged off the traveling as people needed her here for a time and she had little to do with Cerisey or
Renée and Lothiel
After getting set up at an inn within Derien, Emmeline next needed to find and speak with the elf mage, Lothiel. Having been directed to find her by Willow, a bounty hunter and likely also assassin, this was her best
Winter Plans
The party was transporting their newfound wealth by wagon to town. Was it Camaret or some other village? She wasn’t sure, but in the miserable cold it was hard to really care what the next town might be, so long