The adventurous story of the little hin is somewhat incredible. That there is bad blood between the Five Shires of the halfling people, bordering on the east to the Grand Duchy of Karameikos, and the Black Eagle Barony, this is common knowledge to most people. But to think that the gentle, plump and friendly little men, very often (and erroneously?) associated […]
The heavy trapdoor opens, turning on rusty hinges with a sharp squeak, then fall with a crash. The noise echoes in the small empty room like a thunder in the clear sky and, for a long instant, my heart stops. I look straight into the eyes of my new comrades that look at me, in astonishment, from the bottom of […]
REED THE HIN
Fort Doom, aka Old Halag, the fortress city facing the gulf bearing its name is the third city for inhabitants in the whole Grand Duchy and, after the capital, it’s the most important port. It’s Karameikos’ door to the West of Known World, someone said! The day is bright, the sky clear. I bet that if only I could […]
THE BAD ATTITUDES OF A DANGEROUS MIND.
“Blessed Kagyar! Don’t know about you but I must say that I did not understand a fraggin’ elven Tree of Life off all this mess!”
“All due respect, of course, Immeral. It’s not like I have nothing personal nor rancour against you skinny legs. But..”
“Seven Hells, it is damned hot today. Damn turnip chariot! They should have […]
Considerations of Francisco, devotee of the Lord of Light
“… ask for Leraith… at the Growling Griffon..he can hel…” The dying shoemaker’s last words while he is passing away in my arms, his belly opened by a thyatian mercenary, resound in my mind while we are adventuring in Luln alleys. We are worried we’ve been followed: sure as hell the men who […]
The Tale of Immeral of the Lake of the Lost Dreams
Dawn is just a few hours away, but some dreadful thoughts do not let me sleep, unlike my travelling companions. We reached Luln in the dead of the night, and after securing the Iron Ring thugs to the City Guard, we found some rooms in a modest tavern run by an old widow: the Crispy Lamb.
Wearing my travel cloak I decided then to […]
The thoughts of a paladin of Petra
May Petra the Guardian protect me and guide my conscientious and faithful paladin steps.
After smashing his skull with my spiked mace, I can still feel pieces of the Iron Bastard’s brain over my face. Petra’s blessing is upon me: I feel unlimited euphoria and inner peace at the same time. My resolute and indissoluble faith was able to […]
The Tale of Reed Nimblefoot the hin
The last days’ thunderous and incessant rain now becomes a mere drizzle. At last, the raining season is coming to an end. I’m aiming for Specularum, the capital of the Grand Duchy of Karameikos, back from the city of Luln.
The lousy little town, located along the Western Road, two days’ walk from the city of the Mirror, is beyond any doubt […]