June 2010
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January 2010
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The Meeting with Edris
We came to a complex towards the southern end of Orindale that fell within the shadow of a very real castle that loomed amongst a scattering of tall trees. The complex was surrounded by a stone wall about six feet tall and inside was a large building that was also built out of stone blocks with at least three floors. On the grounds around the building were a number of other soldiers. Some were...
September 2008
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The Market
Although it took a little convincing from the tip of a sharp and very real sword, I agreed to remain calm and allow myself to be taken to see a man they called the constable. His name was Edris they told me and he was in charge of the town’s militia, Orindale’s local “police” force. ‘At least I was getting somewhere’ I thought as they led me up the main road...
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The Neverwinter Inn
As I pushed open the twin doors to the tavern and entered, I stopped and took a good look around the place. The large room had a stone hearth, which wasn’t lit and the only light came from the sunlight coming in through the open windows and candles on every table. There was an old, tarnished brass chandelier hanging in the center of the room that had the stubs of a dozen candles resting in...
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We're not in Kansas Anymore...
It was perhaps another half mile before I actually entered what I considered was the main part of the village, where I could see a dirt road between two authentic looking buildings just up ahead, varying in size but both very large. These and the other buildings which I could see would’ve fit well in any movie about middle-age England. They were so realistic; they must’ve taken many...
August 2008
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The Watchtower
The closer I got to the town the more bewildered I became. This place was like nothing I had ever seen before. From my vantage point the town lacked any kind of modern architecture and looked like a picture out of a history book on the middle ages.
I could see that almost all of the buildings had thatched, wooden rooftops and most were built from stone or wood and were of simple construction. ...
What was this place?
As I passed over the sloping ridge, I could see what looked like buildings arranged in no particular order and could now see that there were indeed billows of smoke rising from the place. The closest building was also the tallest. It was surrounded by a large grove of trees and was set apart from the village.
It looked almost straight like one of those tall towers farmer’s use to store...
Signs of life?
After a good hour or so rest at the stream and finding some interesting plants, I started towards what I assumed was East, where I passed over a large hill that led to flatter ground. A great expanse of grassy fields lay before me, speckled with flowers of all colors and an occasional leafy shrub dotting the landscape. Far off in the distance a gray and white haze hung over the shadow of a...
Walking all day...
I’d been walking all day, barefoot I might add, through this field that seems endless. Up one hill and down another, through a thicket and past a small grove of some of the tallest trees I have ever seen. They have thick, gnarly trunks with a good bit of white in their barks and thick bushels of healthy green leaves stretching out in all directions.
My feet are aching at this point and...
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Where Am I?
I awake to find myself lying upon a field of tall grass with purple and orange flowers covering much of the expanse before me and there is a slight chill in the air. From the position of the sun just over the horizon and the dew that has made my clothes damp I guess it to be early morning, but ‘where am I?’ is the question.
The last thing I remember, I was turning in for the night...