The news had quieted and Amicus festivities are waning. This time of year does have it's charms I suppose, once the foppery is cast aside.

Ah! I remember now... Ffamran, it seems I have faltered somewhat. In my bustle about the ship, I have overlooked the one who was first kind to me those first few days upon this ship. Once we land, would you be ( Read more... )

In these times, it seems tragedy is but another distraction thrust upon Reial when news is slow and interests wane. A mere week ago the airwaves were a-bustle with the outcries of the masses, but no more. A few mumbles and new reports, but naught of value. We find the 4423 captured, but to no real end.

To no. Real. End. Do you snap the blade that ( Read more... )