Tag: Cuana

Results

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 1

    5/18/08 We journeyed long from Nemedia into Ophir, riding with the mercenary band known as the Crimson Wolves, my Aesir friend Tullweim as their leader. Two others had joined our ranks as we were on the outskirts of Numalia - a Hyrkanian bowman named …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 2

    6/29 Timeon hired the Crimson Wolves for fifty percent more than original offer, paying us half up front and promising other half later on. Baron Timeon is spoiled, arrogant, and surrounds himself with gaudy trappings & trinkets that he seems to assume …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 3

    7/12 After thwarting Valentius' raid on our caravan, we continued on our way back to Ianthe without further incident. The skies became overcast, eventually clouding up to the point of threatening rain, so we stopped and set up camp for the night. Our …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 4

    7/26 Since the secret room had already been ransacked of any items that might have provided clues as to Katos' & Darios' involvement in the plot to summon Al'Kiir, I decided to go back to the Bull and Bear and buy a keg of ale for the Crimson Wolves. …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 5

    8/09 It was nearing dusk when we left the merchant area of Old City and headed to the Bull and Bear, seeing less and less people on the streets as evening darkened to night. The locals are quite vocal in their beliefs that General Iskandrian will rid …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 6

    8/23 After speaking with the slave girl at the home of the late slaver, Urian, we turned our attention to our own needs, namely finding some remedies for healing our wounds. If we were to confront Galbro at the Tovalis mansion we would need to be in …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 7

    9/06 It took only seconds for me to reach the fourth floor, but what I saw when I stepped into the hallway nearly stopped me dead in my tracks. There was Tullweim coming toward me down the hall, his greatsword no longer in his grasp, being led by three …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 8

    9/20 As Lady Synelles' servants were making their way throughout the house cleaning and performing repairs, a knock sounded at the door. It was another of Synelle's servants, this one bearing a message from the Lady for us to attend her at her home. A …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 9

    Once again we blackened ourselves with coal dust before heading out into the night. We decided to travel to the palace by way of the alleys instead of by rooftop, Tullweim deciding to leave his armor behind so we could have a chance of moving along …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 10

    We turned our attention back to the battle at hand - once the tremors had ceased the sounds of combat once again sounded all around us. Our immediate opponents had begun to withdraw into the larger force of the general-king's army and we were momentarily …

  • Cuana Chapter 8 Entry 11

    I would not slay these men indiscriminately. They were in our charge and had served us well thus far, even if silver was their only real motivation in doing so. Now they were completely out of their minds, driven to a murderous rage - whether from fear or …

  • Cuana Chapter 9 Entry 1

    We had ridden a long way, the stink of Ianthe and the rudeness of her people far behind us as we guided our horses along the Road of Kings into Aquilonia. It was a beautiful day, as were most that we’d spent on the road so far – a gentle breeze blew …

  • Cuana Chapter 9 Entry 2

    The girl was still screaming, out of her mind with fear after being abducted, dragged to the cemetery and nearly carved open as part of some obscene ritual involving a freshly exhumed corpse. I don’t know if she saw the arrows that seemed to sprout from …

  • Cuana Chapter 9 Entry 3

    The innkeeper downstairs had been hollering for the watch, who are now presumably on their way here. At least they’ll see all the bodies and know that we were targeted for assassination. Both Tullweim and I went downstairs to keep an eye out for the watch …

  • Cuana Chapter 9 Entry 4

    Our meeting concluded, Publius turned his attention back to the mass of reports on his desk. We left the chancellory and headed immediately to the part of town where Nadanidus lived. Concerned about making sure he was at his full strength for spellcraft, …

  • Cuana Chapter 9 Entry 5

    Effectively trapped in Lord Nadanidus’s basement larder, we continued to fight, the desperation of our plight lending strength to each blow we struck. We could hear reinforcements coming to join the guards and knew we’d have to change tactics or perish to …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 1

    It had been close to six weeks since we took our leave of Tarantia, heading west across the vast Aquilonian countryside. We crossed the Shirki river north of Galparan, continuing west into the region known as the Westermark, all the while being favored …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 2

    Baraccus was frantic, crying for us to cut him loose from his bonds, but I ignored his pleas and continued to hack at the loathsome savages as they attempted to swarm over us. I cut another down and stepped out into the night to meet them in the open, …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 3

    Before continuing north, we grabbed a couple clubs, hunting bows, and around thirty arrows or so from the fallen Picts to take along as supplements to our depleted weaponry. We were pretty beat up from events since arriving at Schondara and had to arm …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 4

    Arrows still rained about us as we abandoned the remnants of the raft and beat a quick path into the woods. The two uninjured women were starting to show signs of regaining a portion of their cognizance, but the one who had been struck by the arrow while …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 5

    The newly transformed creature leapt down straight for Tullweim and I and attacked. The Aesir caught it with a savage blow of his sword, wounding it terribly while I stepped up and finished it off with my own blade. It was at this point that the scum …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 6

    The savages had wreaked their havoc throughout the Westermark, slaughtering settlers wherever they found them by stealth, invasion, and even magic-wrought plagues. Always ferocious, their success in reclaiming so much land was due to a sort of unification …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 7

    Our travel northward lasted about a half a day, picking our way along the barest of trails as the forest grew even thicker than what we had traversed thus far. Through the forest canopy the sun could be seen beginning its descent toward the horizon when …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 8

    Leaving the swamp behind, we continued to travel north to the Ligurean Grove. The stitches from my recent field dressings were holding well, the incessant itching from the wounds was an assurance that I was healing quickly. The salve provided by the …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 9

    The darkness was everything – it swirled about, gentle currents moving without direction or purpose, filling the vast realm of eternity with a primordial nothingness that hinted at sentience. Motes of light, multihued and tinier than specks of dust, …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 10

    Now that the staff that the Stygian bore had been sufficiently infused with magic by that demonic lord of worms, we were to take it and use its power to take down the shaman that had been welding a unified force among the normally independent Pict tribes, …

  • Cuana Chapter 10 Entry 11

    The Nordheimer was bleeding from at least a dozen places, having been savaged by the wolf while receiving a number of wounds from arrow and wielded weapon alike. My own wounds were nearly as numerous, but I was still in better shape than he, so I …

  • Cuana Chapter 11 Entry 1

    *Malleus' Journal* The sea took some getting used to. I had heard tales, of course – glistening blue waters that stretched in every direction as far as the eye could see, all manners of creature large and small, dire and benign living beneath …

  • Cuana Chapter 11 Entry 2

    *Malleus' journal* Cortos had picked the locks on the chains that held the Kushite slaves tied to their oars, and now sixty or so of them were making their way onto our ship. Of the Stygians that survived, only four – with the exception of the …

  • Cuana Chapter 11 Entry 3

    *Malleus' Journal* I was dimly aware of myself being hauled out of the water and dropped onto the sand, where I fell to my hands and knees, gagging on saltwater and gasping for air. Images whirled about in my mind – an incredibly beautiful, …

  • Cuana Chapter 11 Entry 4

    *Malleus' Journal* My recovery has been slow but steady, several areas upon my hide still somewhat tender from the fire that nearly killed me. I regained conciousness aboard the sloop that I had thought to commandeer from the Stygians, several days …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 1

    I was feeling a tremendous amount of dissatisfaction after our ordeals in Argos. Normally thriving on adventure, I had begun to grow restless and irritable. Even the requisite celebrations following our foiling the plot by the Order of the Golden Skull to …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 2

    I had reprovisioned for the long ride into Shem, and had been riding for several days when I came upon a small group of Argossean merchants and their retinue, heading back to Messantia. I asked if they had seen anyone matching the description of Tullweim …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 3

    As we were preparing to bed down for the night, Xacksmith approached the three of us, visibly fatigued, and told us with no little relief in his voice that he had managed to convince Ishlan that we needed time to rest and heal if we were to have any …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 4

    The sandstorm was upon us within moments, and with nothing to shield us except for the slope of the sand dune we tried to dig into. The wind roared at my back as the sand scoured over me, stinging the small bits of exposed skin that I was unable to keep …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 5

    I awoke disoriented, an ache in my arms and back, and searing pain in my side. I shook my head and blinked my eyes repeatedly in an effort to bring things into focus. Voices were raised in both anger and panic, and the clashing sound of metal ringing on …

  • Cuana Chapter 12 Entry 6

    Nothing that I have ever seen in the natural world equals the cold malignancy found in the depths of a serpents gaze. Both ancient and eternal, it is as if those lidless, slitted pupils hold wisdom and secrets as old as the universe - wisdom that should …

  • Cuana Chapter 13 Entry 1

    It was good to get back to the more familiar surroundings of Messantia after our ordeals in the desert lands of Stygia and Shem. Although a warmer climate than that which I grew up with in Cimmeria, Argos was much more comfortable than those infernal, sun …

All Tags