If there was one person to whom Radu owed his undisputed place within the ranks of Raji’Rav, it was Master Zakane. The swordmaster was closer to the Raven Blades than any other Raji’Draq. Even though he himself was indebted to the Blood Blades, he still functioned as the mission leader of the assassins. An assignment not authorized by him was not conducted by the order. And his recommendation was a guarantee of safe admission to the clan for every aspirant. For this reason, h

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After the exertions of the previous night, Aaron's cure lay between the legs of his beloved. With sadness, both had attended the funeral rites and handed over the murdered members of their household to the sacred flame. It was a depressing farewell, even if the night meant a victorious hunt for the rangers. Adra maintained close relationships with most of the deceased. They had been a part of her life since childhood and were like family. Her husband had the greatest difficul

Blood moon rites in the Planes of Redbranch were different from those around Rubinburgh. They were more unspoilt and rougher around the edges, just like the inhabitants and their land itself. Rayan’s utmost western region was known for its vast meadows of golden heather and bronze broom, culminating in the lush maple groves of Redbranch Forest in the north and Azwood’s turquoise-purple border forests in the south. Some considered the valleys of Dragon Peaks but a large glade

The conversation with matriarch Aronya was not very exhilarating. She did not appreciate her brother behaving improperly for the likes of his rank. And because she held Arayon personally accountable for the events in the Draq'enar, he got to hear some awful lot from her. He was lucky that she was his cousin. One out of two reasons saving him from major punishment procedures. Besides, there were far more pressing issues to discuss, which is why she refrained from consequences.

It was the festival of the blood moon. A sacred holiday in honour of the great maple goddess, celebrated when the second of three moons that graced Gardyan’s nightly sky was seen in full state. This was only the case once a year and when it happened, unbridled instincts drove the children of the world maple. Their blood boiled under the oath their creator had once sworn. Her flesh would turn to wood, her fiery red hair to ruby maple leaves, so that she could forever watch ove