The flickering candles scarcely illuminated what seemed to be a shadowy, sinister cathedral. The pews were filled with wraith-like forms interspersed with what looked to be people cloaked in heavy, dark colored hooded robes. This was after all a somber and important occasion and all in attendance were cognizant of the weight this moment carried. … Continue reading Abattoir
Villainous Notes
A Troubling Turn of Events
Lord Lucien Gachet did not have the most glamorous job in Fanolania. In fact, it was hardly the most notable task anywhere. As a Keeper of Irises he was one of the higher-ranking knights of the Order of the Iris. For this he had been rewarded with the job of the Lord Warden of the … Continue reading A Troubling Turn of Events
A Show of Divine Power
Callidus Magna had left the security and opulence of his sprawling palace in order to personally witness for himself the drama that was soon to transpire in the northern realm of Escaut. He had been alerted to the developing situation by his most capable underling, the lich that was now being referred to in the … Continue reading A Show of Divine Power
A Gift Befitting a King
There were fewer attendants in this version of the Divine Hall of the Supreme Pontiff and Imperator Callidus Magna than there were in the other, more commonly used one but this was still an impressive locale. Things were a bit skewed, though. The colors tended to lean more towards grays and dull metallic features were … Continue reading A Gift Befitting a King
Gathering Intelligence
Lord Verrat was not by any estimate a fun-loving happy sort of fellow, and the occasion never seemed to matter. Dour and professional to a fault, this dedicated warrior always seemed to be on the move and in a perpetual state of simmering rage. Only in the presence of his lord, the Viceroy, was Lord … Continue reading Gathering Intelligence
Lies Become Truth
The court of the Supreme Pontiff was almost always in session in the Divine Hall. Representatives from all across the Fourth Imperium gathered here to seek an audience with Callidus Magna, or at least to be present when his divinely appointed edicts were issued. Every word spoken by the smiling pontiff in the immaculate white … Continue reading Lies Become Truth
In the Court of the Ascending God
Callidus Magna sat upon his heavily bejeweled golden throne with the luxurious ermine covered cushion. He did not have to shift and adjust for comfort, although he held a golden scepter in his left hand while his right hand rested motionless on the armrest next to a small ornate table upon which sat his equally … Continue reading In the Court of the Ascending God
Slothjemian Tales 