Het and the Rakshasa (Part 4) When the Sergeant and Centurion strode through the palace gates that morning clean and shiny, they reacted with a start when Het rose to greet them, for she was so covered in mud […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Het and the Rakshasa (Part 3) Resolute that she could find some new information for the Sergeant (and perhaps impress him), Het struggled down the muddy slope into the land below. And when she arrived there, she saw a […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Het and the Rakshasa (Part 2) The land was very foreign to Het and she held her stave tightly to her as they wandered about the mires that passed for streets in that place. People slept on the street, or […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Het and the Rakshasa (Part 1) In the days when the King’s Road was scarred with the tramping of soldier’s boots and littered with the detritus they left behind, there was Het, who was a watchman. Het was very […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Them that’s young and well and free and yearn to do their part, is tenth as worse as them that’s old with hunger in their hearts.” -Folk saying, attributed to upper Shades
“Sure I’ve got a few debts in me, and I’ve got the marks to prove it. But power’s quite the mistress, fool. Tell me, have you seen this before?” – Splitpin, Devil Binder
“Fynally, I wyll speak on the Ebon Devyl, or True Devyl. A Devyl when he is born as Pallyd has many hundreds of Names, none of whych are useful to hym, a method of his Bynding that gyves Shape to […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
“Next I wyll dyscuss the Gylded Devyl, or Yellow Devyl as they are sometymes called. The Gylded Devyl has the appearance of one tall and shrouded, hyr Mask is Or, hyr Blood is Ebon. Hyr shryveled Flesh is sayd to […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
