The Royal Den

Tiyana's footsteps were silent as she was skulking around the seemingly abandoned warehouse in the City of Common Second of Elderhearth. The night was quiet, but that was usual for the late night hours on a Wednesday. It was the middle of the week, and the Common Second was a worker city. People there were resting before their morning shifts inside Elderhearth's many factories and other workshops. She had bribed the few Night Guards that were prowling the area, and her path was clear and unobstructed. The work she was doing benefited Elderhearth, as much as it benefited her own personal vendetta against the Triumvirate – the prevalent terrorist organization that was present within the entirety of Pelaraam. It was a public secret that the organization based their headquarters somewhere inside Elderhearth, and she swore that she would do everything in her power to bring down the bastards that took Reggie from her. The Triumvirate had existed for a long time now, perhaps some hund...

THE INCIDENT AT GRENZBERG  It was a cold autumn day. The first snows were already starting to fall in the Siewersk mountainside. The Intercontinental Train was spewing clouds of grey smoke as it was making its way over the Eisberige Pass, near the South border between Siewersk and Sredinah. The train was comfortable. Passenger wagons were comfortable enough, with traveling compartments that could each fit eight people inside. This train was not very full, since at that time, most people in Siewersk were preparing for the upcoming winter, and many of them didn't want to travel away from their country. Only the ones who had business outside of Siewersk were traveling regardless of the season. In one of the compartments, six Hunters were stuck in idle conversation, as they had been traveling for the past four days. They were a newly formed Hunter squad, who had been sent on a mission to investigate a haunted house in one of the border towns near the Siewersk border. Two of them, Wi...