Time is circular. That is what the philosopher's say. That's what the wizards say. Me, I never believed it. But it made the stories make more sense. An ancient age of peace, a swift age of war. An age of light followed by an age of darkness. It seemed to fit, if not as perfect as the arcane would have us believe. Me, I'm just a mercenary. Time past ( Read more... )

I am Master of land and sky, of mountain and dungeon. The world is mine, the kings of men but pawns of my schemes. The story is theirs, the Heroes and Villains of this play, and my world is their grand, unwavering stage ( Read more... )

Evening and greetings. I started this journal hoping to use it to write out and organize my thoughts, plots, and schemes. Then my group kinda took a break. So it's just a journal again until that starts back up, hopefully soon ( Read more... )

Greetings, strangers ( Read more... )