Thursday, October 16
On the Red March: Part 3 – Check Your Bags at the Gates
They joined a long line of whispering travelers seeking entry into the city proper. They ended up waiting a long while on line, watching others get searched by a group of soldiers of the Swords of Nier.
Some crossed to a group of Sarishan priest standing opposite to have a spell cast upon them. It left a glowing red mark on the recipient’s forehead. So marked, the visitors then rejoined the line.
“What is that?” asked Vlad.
“The Mark of Sarish.” Sebastian frowned. “I’ve only heard rumors.”
Kham guffawed. “I’m not getting a mark on my head so they can track me.”
Each of the priests had the same glowing red mark on their brow, though the soldiers did not.
“Quite the contrary,” whispered Sebastian. “It’s for your protection, not theirs. If anyone attacks you, it summons the Vorlerath.”
Vlad leaned in to join the conversation. “The who?”
“The Vorlerath,” said Sebastian. “You don’t want to meet one.”
“Any other little quirks about your hometown that we should know about?” asked Kham. [MORE]
Labels: arcanis
posted by Mike Tresca at
6:22 AM
Want more? Please consider contributing to my Patreon; Follow me on Facebook, Twitter, Google+, and the web; buy my books: The Evolution of Fantasy Role-Playing Games, The Well of Stars, and Awfully Familiar.
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home