Today you find yourself in a tavern. Maybe this visit was unplanned. Maybe it was the only place still open. Maybe this was your regular hangout. Whatever it was that brought you here was no longer important. A single man stole the show. The entire night became his stage, and you’ll never know if you’ll […]
A short scene introducing two beautiful entertainers and featuring a very interested Lucius Nox.
Alexandria is just happy to be spending time with her beloved Talus. What wonders could this new adventure hold for them?
The journey of a confused man becoming a confused monster.
When you stumble across an abandoned home, something drives you to enter and explore.
The sunset came quietly to Santificado. Darkness set in quickly over the sandy slums of Vatic. The lights of Sanctum’s nightlife mimicked a distant, electric sunset behind the wall that separated the two cities. If the silence of Vatic in the night were any indication, one would assume that the slums were a serene and peaceful place.
“So, this is the plan, then?” Veronica asked, staring down at the large paper on the table. There was a crude, blueprint-like sketch of a building on the paper with various points circled and dotted throughout the plan.
Bianca stretched her arms out towards the sides of her bed as her green eyes fluttered open, taking her away from the dreams she was already gradually forgetting. She rolled over to her side, looking at the clock beside her bed, noting that it was already mid-afternoon, “Nox must be in Vatic by now…” She muttered to herself with a yawn.
A few hours after the discussion with Veronica, Lucius found himself sitting on a bench. Before him was a small park with a group of children playing and a few parents scattered about. He was watching a young girl in the distance who was playing with a group of much younger kids.
The bounce of the carriage as it moved over the stone roads of Sanctum. The sound of its wooden wheels as it met stone after stone. The clicking of the horses’ hooves as they pulled Shani, Lucius, and their coachman along. Lucius hated all of this, but more than anything, the damned sunlight that Shani insisted on letting through the windows of Lucius’ carriage.