The Campaign "Where is your...other?" Amelia could not help the furrow of her brow, though in truth she was not altogether confused. "I do not understand." "You of our brethren--- and sisters, I suppose---" began General Heidi, gesturing towards her unnecessarily, "of the north. There is an oath you must take in regards to the …
wotd. v
The Beginning of It All The guild had been easier to find than Amelia had expected. Given that she had never traveled to the south, Amelia decided to go against hunter travel norms and follow the road; she kept just a few paces from the broad, dirt path, wanting at least the cover of the …
wotd. ii
The Beginning of It All "Enter." As always, the air in the study was damp. She could feel it cling to her, a prickling coolness that settled darkly on her uniform and skin. It was a quiet enclosure, small. There was nothing more than an aged map, its leather curling at its sides, resting upon …
The-Bleu-Bivouac 