SoT:Firesong Part 11 – Remnant

Dayne stood at the metal rail of the catwalk and scanned the warehouse for any sign of trouble. The floor below was a flurry of activity as people erected partitions and assembled cots. Volunteers prepared food for everyone in a kitchen at one end of the room while those with first aid training bustled about the medical bay treating those injured during the last attack. Elodie patrolled the warehouse floor and passed out guard rotations while Samon stood look-out at the main door. Squeals and laughter echoed from a far corner where Bailey and Lila created a make-shift playground for the younger children. Everyone was coming together in ways the Alfath could never have achieved before, and it was in no small part due to Lincon. Continue reading

SoT: Firesong Part 4 – Oath and Duty

“I will stand unwavering before threats both familiar and alien to ensure humanity’s survival.”

The words of the oath rang through Lincon’s mind as he mounted the stairs and reached for the main doors of The Court. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, forcing himself to unclench his jaw before stepping inside. He had to do this. Continue reading

SoT: Firesong Part 2 – Buckle Up

“Target has changed.”

“Don’t break cover, but we’d appreciate it if you could slow them down a bit.”

“They’re coming out armed. Local forces are taking fire.”

“I’ve got people down!”

Standing in the mission control center, Dawn’s Light director David Evans kept his eyes glued to the holodisplay as he watched the battle taking place half a world away. He clenched his jaw and forced himself to remain stoic as the blast from an energy rifle took down one of their most powerful magic casters. Continue reading

Findalaran’s Journal: Return to Terra

   I am eager to be away from this place. The realization chills me to my core, but it is truth. Tarros — once pure and beautiful — is naught but a solitary prison now. It can never feel like home again. There is too much sorrow and pain in the memories now, and I need deliver the sad news to those awaiting my return. Ninety-nine souls. We are so few — too few — but we will uphold our duty to the end. Continue reading

Findalaran’s Journal: Homecoming

   The songs of Tarros will lead me home, and I count on the journey being shorter than when we made our way here. But the journey will still be long, and traveling swiftly will require great focus. My mission cannot wait, though, and so I ended my seclusion earlier than I would have preferred. The sooner I return to Tarros, the sooner I can return with assistance to stop the Alfath, and the sooner we may all return home. Continue reading