Shady the Elf silently watched the three figures below him. He contemplated who would beg for mercy as hit blade moved closer to an...

Some tales of lore are supposed to be forgotten. And perhaps the tale of the nameless tall ship moored in the port of Veraku should be...

Once upon a time there was an elf. He wasn’t a magical elf – just a very quiet, slit-your-throat-and-leave kind of elf. He preferred the...

"That Union of Trades in their towers of polished stone look down you,” rasped a breathless Mearaithe, his lungs now becoming accustomed...

Since becoming the official lore-maker for the Black Sails, Enekos had access to restricted parts of the ship. On his many walks and...

Farm life was good. He was happy, tending to sheep and cattle, gathering the harvest, visiting the village of Ekrinaya, and trading goods...

The moon peered over the crest of the Forlorn Hills as a dark, non-descript figure slowly climbed from the boat and up the banking. A...

Leaf sat in his cabin, surrounded by mementos from a life in the royal shipyards designing vessels that almost blended into the sea. How...

The first sea lord reclined in his oak chair, padded with leather and older than he was by some 200 years. Across his desk, diagrams for...