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The clash was brutal. Emmerich found himself separated from his unit, surrounded by enemy pikemen. Fear, cold and sharp, clawed at his throat. But then, he saw it - a gap in their formation. With a desperate lunge, he squeezed through...

The words struck Aelith like a blow, memories rushing back in a torrent. She had loved once, a love as fierce and consuming as the flames of war. But that love had been buried beneath years of bloodshed, forgotten in the wake of her...

In a city under siege by greenskins, a nameless blacksmith worked tirelessly in his dim workshop. War raged outside, but he crafted a weapon of unexpected might within his forge. It was a simple creation, combining the elegant Eventide...

In a city under siege by greenskins, a nameless blacksmith worked tirelessly in his dim workshop. War raged outside, but he crafted a weapon of unexpected might within his forge. It was a simple creation, combining the elegant Eventide...

Years passed. Emmerich's reputation grew with each battle. He earned the nickname "Eisbrecher" - Icebreaker - for his unwavering courage in the face of overwhelming odds. He rose through the ranks, his tactical skills honed by...

His muscles bulged as he heaved his axe across the room, pinning the barkeep against the wall. The man was unhurt, but he was as white as a sheet from fear. "More ale", shouted the barbarian, "and more food!". The barkeep had no choice...

With a rich tapestry of tales woven into the fabric of his being, Bofar Gravelbeard reemerged into the world of sun and sky, forever changed. He carried with him not just the echoes of the deep but a new chapter waiting to be inscribed,...

" Not bad, lad," the captain rumbled, his voice gravelly. "Got guts, that's for sure." Emmerich stared, speechless. A compliment from a Landsknecht was rarer than a warm meal in the field. "You're with the dregs, right? Name's Wolfgang....

Marius, a renowned Landsknecht with his Flamberge sword, stood in the heart of battle. Each wave of the blade was a dance of death, a testament to his courage as a Doppelsöldner. Amidst the clamour, Alaric's heart raced, not with fear,...

Genevieve was tired, hungry, and, most of all, angry. The others dragged her out here to waylay a coach with a wealthy noble, but the coach still wasn't in sight. It was constantly raining and the wind and hunger made her shiver like a...

The clash with the specters was inevitable. Steel met ethereal forces, the sound echoing off the ancient stones. Lysire moved with the shadows, his strikes a blend of art and war. With each fallen specter, the air grew heavier, the...

As dusk painted the world in shades of crimson and gold, Lysire stood before the crystal, its power radiating into his very soul. His mission was complete, yet the journey back to the Shadow Blades would be fraught with the knowledge...

In the twilight of their years, stories of the two guardsmen were recounted with reverence. One had become the city's stalwart protector, the other a folk hero to the downtrodden. Their legacies were as different as the paths they chose,...

The time came when the city faced a siege, an army amassed at the gates, threatening to turn streets into rivers of turmoil. The guardsmen stood shoulder to shoulder, one last time, on the battlements they had sworn to defend. As they...

In the hushed corridors of the Arcanum, a young mage named Elara cradled her wand, a slender masterpiece of willow, bound to her essence. It was her first summoning, a rite that would mark her ascension from apprentice to mystic. With...

Reinhardt was the eldest son of the family and the one who had to carry the banner going forward. At least those thoughts went through his head as he tried to ignore the itching beneath his bracers and gambeson. It felt like hundreds of...

“It was winter out, and as he swung the axe, cleaving firewood, Fyodr swore loudly. He sent the axe through the next log, loudly cleaving it in two with a noise that sounded like a bold of lightning flying across the sky. He should have...

The winters in these parts were always long and cold, but unlike the other monster hunters, Torvald didn't spend the cold months strutting his stuff in the taverns and inns. Trophies were a distraction; only results mattered. Up ahead,...

A NORDIC SHIRT Mead was still unkind to his head as he stood on the cold clay floor wearing nothing but his britches. The shouts had broken his peaceful slumber. Shouts about longboats arriving in the Fjord. He knew this was either the...

A NORDIC SHIRT Mead was still unkind to his head as he stood on the cold clay floor wearing nothing but his britches. The shouts had broken his peaceful slumber. Shouts about longboats arriving in the Fjord. He knew this was either the...

Putting all her belongings on the ground next to her, she studied them. A bedroll, a mess kit, flint and tinder, three torches, a ration so old it was harder than rock and had developed fur, and a small diary. These and her father's...

Though the King’s Guard usually protected the king in the throne room and beyond, a detachment was sometimes sent to reinforce the battle line. Kurt’s command was one of these detachments. He could smell the enemy from here. A sickly...

“The arrows were flying through the air in clouds thick enough to block out the sun, but it was clear that the archers could not stop the onslaught. It fell to Sergeant Martin and his men to stop the charge. They had practised this...

“It was a long journey, and it was time to rest. As the others sat down around the halfling, he rested his feet in front of him and wiggled his toes. His feet ached like he'd walked a hundred miles on broken glass. He'd eaten his rations...

“Hidden underneath his wool hood, with the fake beard and the eye patch, he was unrecognisable to everyone, though he was the most wanted man in the kingdom. As the officials moved the targets further away, one of the others, a man...

Whispers of a darkened beast threatening the realm reached his ears, stirring a resolve within him. Each arrow in his quiver wasn't just a weapon but a promise of protection, a vow to safeguard his home. The quiver, adjustable and...

He held the new sword out in front of him. It wasn't as light as a feather, like the blacksmith claimed, but more like a goose's worth of feathers. It was however, so sharp it could cut the feelers of an ant, and the ant wouldn't even...

Your are a knight not born of noble blood, but of sheer will. You are known across the land for your unwavering commitment to master the sword. Your days are consumed with rigorous training, each movement refined a thousand times over,...

He held the new sword out in front of him. It wasn't as light as a feather, like the blacksmith claimed, but more like a goose's worth of feathers. It was however, so sharp it could cut the feelers of an ant, and the ant wouldn't even...

In his time, he'd used more blades than he could count. Admittedly, he couldn't count higher than three, but he'd used more than that. And he'd always preferred the newest one. They served until they broke, and he would get another from...

“Her trusty sword was at her side, safe in its scabbard as she perched atop the mountain outcropping. She’d been tracking the ogres for days, and her energy flickered like a torch in the dead of night. But the weariness burned away with...

Her trusty sword was at her side, safe in its scabbard as she perched atop the mountain outcropping. She’d been tracking the ogres for days, and her energy flickered like a torch in the dead of night. But the weariness burned away with...

After her husband fell in battle, she took charge of the village. When she walked through the village, people took note, even when they couldn't see her, as her scent was like honey mixed with lilacs. From the longhouse, she ruled like a...

He gripped his father’s sword tight, his fingers tightening around the long hilt like the desperate grasp of a drowning man holding to a branch. In front of him was his father’s killer. And now Matteo would have revenge. As he drew the...

She stood as still as a statue, the ancient weapon held in a double-handed grip to increase her control. "Ichi! Nii! San! Shi!". She moved with mechanical precision through the first four movements of the kata. "Go! Roku! Shichi!!...

Geoff crouched and waited together with a few other men. They’d been sent here to scout on the tax collector they knew would pass through the forest. He could feel his nerves flaring, like an angry cat arching its back and hissing, and...

Torvald rose from his throne and drew his sword. “By Odin! I am Jarl here, and I will not be disrespected in my hall! Erik, I name you a coward! I name you liar and filth! Draw your weapon, and we shall do the holmgang!” Erik turned as...

Marcel was a professional. His gloves felt like a fish had swallowed his hand, as the fabric was soaked with water from the unrelenting rain. His hat dripped, and the feather at the back dropped, dripping ice-cold water down the back of...

The battle had ended, and it was time for the armour to come off. His squire grabbed the helmet first, allowing the knight to breathe more freely. The breastplate was more difficult, as it had a huge dent from where the raider’s...

Marcel was a professional. His gloves felt like a fish had swallowed his hand, as the fabric was soaked with water from the unrelenting rain. His hat dripped, and the feather at the back dropped, dripping ice-cold water down the back of...

Her blades wove a deadly dance as she approached. The goblin smelt like sweat, desperation, and fear as she stalked her prey. The bladesinger was confident in her ability to take out this goblin and its five friends lying in ambush. They...

As he moved, his heavy armour made barely a noise, but to the dark elves, he might as well have been shouting, "COME AND FACE ME". Other weapon masters used light blades and armour, but he preferred something heavier for offence and...

“The servants worked swiftly under her command. It was obvious that their respect for her had taken root following her resolute and fair rulership in the absence of the Jarl. Nobody knew how long this situation would last, but as the...

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