creed

The room was dark and was only lit by a burning candle. Wilhelm sat crouched in his chair as he was writing an epistle to the Reverends in the Archrevery of Salvation. It was written in his home language, though he was not quite satisfied. He had an appointment that day to meet with someone who...

It was one violent night in the slum streets. The drunken night party of the Beggars seemed all nice and jolly, populated with the community of Emporium, it was truly a fun night, with everyone enjoying their time, drinking their sorrows away. Unfortunately, it all lasted short, however; as the...