Guardians

By Solstice of the Company Of The Blackened Staff The poem “Guardians” is a modern composition but deals with one of Albion’s oldest and most enduring legends – the knights of Arthur. It is said that during the mission to recover the Pendragon Throne from its burial place in Empire-occupied Cornwall, members of the Harts…

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Chapel Perilous

Chapel Perilous is the realm of the Hunter. It exists both on the plane of Erdreja as a village, and within the Hunter’s own realm.

The Tale of Addam Polliver

“Let us tell a tale of a mighty knight of Albion, Addam Polliver. Much harried were the peoples of Albion gathered that weekend by the menace of unliving sent by the death knight Mark. Finally their base of operations was discovered and a band of heroes led by Addam Polliver was sent to deal with…

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A Tale of House Corvidae

In the reign of the young Arthur II the commander of the King’s forces had been one Hroc, known as Rook. He became the King’s Lord Chancellor and was succeeded by his son; the position quickly became hereditary although not always from father to son, sometimes one would stand aside for a more capable cousin…

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A Story of the Tasseract

Once Upon A Time, There was a great city. It’s name was Orqwyth, and it was wondrous to behold. There was no other city like Orqwyth, it was the pinnacle of all art and architecture, perfect in construction and planning. It was the very dream of what a city could be. Visitors came to the…

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A Squire Blackest Hour

Once in the past, a great battle happen deep within the woods on the great lush fields of Draman. Many knight and men of honour fell defending the realm against an evil sorcerer intent on corrupting the entire land into the planes of un-dead. This evil sorcerer had the power to suck all of the…

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A Song for Dredd Amadon

A Song for Dredd Amadon The following was used to appease the Fae assassin Dredd Amadon for the creation of the Sword of Tears. Original script Leodum ir minum rwylce him mon lac gife; willad hine aþecgan, gif he on þreat cymeð. Ungelie is us Wulf is on fete, ic on oþerre Fært is on…

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The Tower of the Silver Guardian

Many years after the ritual was preformed to create the sentinel a powerful woman, vain and selfish found out about the page within the tower and decided to claim it as her own. But she was a vain and foolish woman, who on passing the great keep, saw a young man sitting in a garden,…

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A legend of Seven Swords

During the scouting of Serenity, we found some grey-robed figures, of monkish appearance. On of them had a torn parchment left on him, with the following start to a tale: "Long ago, before the Empire came to these shores and Albion was a wild place of tribes there dwelt on the shores of what we…

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The Trees Bleed Red

The destruction of the circle (by the Mage Morran) caused magic to posses the grounds and soon the circle was overgrown, feared or forgotten. Now where the circle once stood, a strange collection of dark oaks grow. No one knows what lies in the centre, if anything at all. but the circle of oaks is…

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