The brittle pages lay within a small chest: tucked away in a nook of a cave buried under rock and snow. The entry starts and ends with a flowing, handwritten script in an unknown language — apparent notes about the printed text entries that make up most of the pages. Continue reading
The journey has been far longer than any of us anticipated, and it is a worry that the Alfath show no signs of slowing. They should not have been able to last this long on their broken magics. There is some concern amongst my people that our magics will be depleted before the Alfath finally settle, but none waver in our commitment. Now, away from Tarros, I feel more keenly the burden of command. Ninety-eight souls look to me for direction. Ninety-eight souls entrusted to my leadership. Ninety-eight souls — my brothers and sisters in spirit and honor — sworn to follow me to doom and glory. Continue reading
The call has gone out! Errin announced my uncle’s plan today and the need for volunteers. One hundred Lochfa will be sent to follow the Alfath and ensure they never threaten Tarros again. The sacrifice they ask is tremendous — both of the hundred they send off to the unknown and for those of us who remain, our numbers cut by one fifth. We are brothers and sisters in combat and faith and so the parting will be difficult no matter which of us they send. I will put forth my name and speak with Errin to get her word that I will be considered fairly. My position should not sway the selection in either direction — this calling is greater than any vanity or ego. Continue reading
Kit Elstock had already wrapped up everything on her schedule for the day, but the evening would bring a round of social obligations that came with being head of the Archeology Department. She believed this time it was a reception at an art gallery intended to woo potential corporate donors. But while the status and pay of being highly placed in the Athae Academy meant she had a comfortable life, Kit missed the actual work — the exploration and discovery – of archeology. And so instead of heading home to freshen up and change into a fancy gown and thoroughly impractical high heels, she remained at her desk examining two incredibly rare samples of pre-human text. Continue reading
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